May 08, 2006 23:18
I had this terrifying dream last night that I got a D- in composition, and I woke up in a blind panic at 4:28 am, turned on my computer and checked. There was only a blank space there, but somehow I convinced myself that that actually meant I had failed. (I'm still half asleep as one can see) So I cried for a little bit, cuz I hate failing, then I turned off my computer and went back to bed.
The next (real) morning, I got up, shook my head a bit, realized I'm a giant moron, then went back to sleep again.
Then my boss called me and woke me up. I wasn't late, I wasn't supposed to be working, but there's still something about your boss calling you that makes you squirm a little inside. For some reason, I always feel like I'm in trouble if they call me.... *guilty concience*
I really don't want a D.... it's the only grade I haven't gotten back! The rest are good! Why won't he just give it back already, so I can stop occasionally wondering, and having weird dreams! Frick, Butterfield! I better not get a D... *anger*
My mom hosted a dinner for the ladies and gentlemen in her choir. I'm so full. It was a potluck, and it got so raided. So much food is in my belly right now. For future reference, drunken choir ladies are frightening.