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The other day I got up, literally, at the crack of dawn so I could drive my mom to St. Joes to have an MRI done to rule out MS. I'm kind of scared, actually. I don't know what will happen if turns out that she does have MS, but I mean, the doctor hasn't really called, so I should worry too much, right?
I hate english essays. Especially ones on Emotional Intelligence. I don't even really get the whole EI idea, anyways. But I have to compare or contrast two situations where I demonstarted three characteristics of emotional intelligence at work, school, home or wherever. I still don't get it. Whatever. I got a 100% on the last essay, so if I do not so well on this one, it'll balance out.
Still have yet to buy a bike. Ugh, I can't wait, though. Lately, I've been wanted to go take a bike ride somewhere. Maybe it's the weather.
Got up at eight today and took a nap at ten. I had THE WIERDEST dream. I think I was lucid dreaming, because in my dream, I said to myself, "I'm asleep and dreaming," and I could see like transitioning lines and I could picture myself laying in the same exact position I was laying in, in bed. It was really freaky, in all actuality. One wierd part, I dreamed of the most random people. I saw Michelle McManaway, and I haven't seen her in forever. So, that was kinda wierd.
Okay, I shall go brainstorm for my essay. Have a nice day.
I hate english essays. Especially ones on Emotional Intelligence. I don't even really get the whole EI idea, anyways. But I have to compare or contrast two situations where I demonstarted three characteristics of emotional intelligence at work, school, home or wherever. I still don't get it. Whatever. I got a 100% on the last essay, so if I do not so well on this one, it'll balance out.
Still have yet to buy a bike. Ugh, I can't wait, though. Lately, I've been wanted to go take a bike ride somewhere. Maybe it's the weather.
Got up at eight today and took a nap at ten. I had THE WIERDEST dream. I think I was lucid dreaming, because in my dream, I said to myself, "I'm asleep and dreaming," and I could see like transitioning lines and I could picture myself laying in the same exact position I was laying in, in bed. It was really freaky, in all actuality. One wierd part, I dreamed of the most random people. I saw Michelle McManaway, and I haven't seen her in forever. So, that was kinda wierd.
Okay, I shall go brainstorm for my essay. Have a nice day.