May 24, 2006 10:59
Last night was a bad dream and a weird dream, neither that I am discuss. Though all I am going to say is that as much as I have convinced myself that I am moving on, my dream indicates that I am totes not.
I've been keeping myself on a semi-tight schedule since I've been home, I mean I chilled on Sunday, unpacked, then Monday I woke up at 430am and could not fall back to sleep; I went and got my haircut, went to walmart, ate lunch, went to erin's new house, chilled a lot there and played with morgan, slept there, then in morning went to bank, MVA to get my old person license, grandparent's house to show them my pictures, UPS store to send back my Spain cell phone, Red Brick for dinner + first legal drink in the States, Bryon's house to catch up with Bryon's parents, then home to pass out and sleep. (woo 11.5 hours of sleep!)
So, today's plan is going to be re-organizing my life, since WOAH going back to school(just to work and do an independent study) in like 2 weeks and a few days, and I am having people over on Saturday, so yeh, I need to get my life together.
Sound good? I thought so.
bryon,
dreams,
home