theres a dream in my brain...
i am going to randomly update because i have a few minutes to kill.
for the past few weeks i have woken up in the middle of the night under the impression that people are in my room. i know, that sounds creepy, but its not. when it happens i am stuck between reality and a dream. my eyes are open and i can see that no one is there, but my mind tells me there is someone there. i think it has to do with being overly stimulated right before bed(?). (as in, being surrounded by people right before sleeping).
anyhow, before leaving for spring break it happened again.
kirsten was sleeping over because we were leaving at 430 am because both of us had early flights. in the middle of the night i woke up, and i thought this kid, who will remain un-named, was in the room. but its not even like he is in my room because part of my brain thought we were in the caf. anyhow, i sit up on my fore arms and sort of put myself together because part of me recognized that i was in bed and that my hair was disheveled and what not. then, i said out loud "have a nice break." all of a sudden i snapped out of it and realized i should probably commit myself. (actually, i just laughed. really.) kirsten laughed when i told her in the morning.
i had the greatest birthday. we started off the evening at el rodeo with 12 people, which by the end of the night dwindled down to 5. we went to le maison francais afterwards where we celebrated with cake and a tinkerbelle balloon and puppets... i was so happy. i cried so hard that i was hyperventilating and had to breathe into one of the brown bag puppets. all the calls and cards, and then being with all my thoughtful earlham friends... ohh... we then went to the trachtenburg family slide show which was ridiculous and wonderful. this family collects slides from thriftstores and auctions and what not, and then makes up songs to accompany them... we all sat on the floor in a big cuddly mess- kathleen, sam, jesse, skylar, and a bit o' kirsten. and the night eventually concluded with kathleen, sam, skylar, jesse, and myself in my bed.
times up.
for the past few weeks i have woken up in the middle of the night under the impression that people are in my room. i know, that sounds creepy, but its not. when it happens i am stuck between reality and a dream. my eyes are open and i can see that no one is there, but my mind tells me there is someone there. i think it has to do with being overly stimulated right before bed(?). (as in, being surrounded by people right before sleeping).
anyhow, before leaving for spring break it happened again.
kirsten was sleeping over because we were leaving at 430 am because both of us had early flights. in the middle of the night i woke up, and i thought this kid, who will remain un-named, was in the room. but its not even like he is in my room because part of my brain thought we were in the caf. anyhow, i sit up on my fore arms and sort of put myself together because part of me recognized that i was in bed and that my hair was disheveled and what not. then, i said out loud "have a nice break." all of a sudden i snapped out of it and realized i should probably commit myself. (actually, i just laughed. really.) kirsten laughed when i told her in the morning.
i had the greatest birthday. we started off the evening at el rodeo with 12 people, which by the end of the night dwindled down to 5. we went to le maison francais afterwards where we celebrated with cake and a tinkerbelle balloon and puppets... i was so happy. i cried so hard that i was hyperventilating and had to breathe into one of the brown bag puppets. all the calls and cards, and then being with all my thoughtful earlham friends... ohh... we then went to the trachtenburg family slide show which was ridiculous and wonderful. this family collects slides from thriftstores and auctions and what not, and then makes up songs to accompany them... we all sat on the floor in a big cuddly mess- kathleen, sam, jesse, skylar, and a bit o' kirsten. and the night eventually concluded with kathleen, sam, skylar, jesse, and myself in my bed.
times up.