I'm not at school today; the bf and I are getting over colds... he's our driver, and he practically dies anytime he does anything that involves getting up, so he couldn't walk all over campus like our schedules call for ( Read more... )

I have this recurring nightmare where I'm laughing or coughing or something, and I wet myself. Then I'm terrified people will find out, and trying to hide it. Last night I dreamt I was laughing and it happened, and at first I thought, "Oh no!" but then I thought, "Wait a minute... I have this dream all the time. There's no way this is real." ( Read more... )

This makes the third night in a row I've dreamt that I'm back in high school, and it's time for class... only I can't remember what my classes are, or in what order I have them. I can't usually remember -where- they are, either. And then I try to find the office to get a class list, but I can't find the office. Or I find the office, but there's ( Read more... )

I keep having insanely strange dreams, but most of them get lost in my memory after an hour or so. I continually forget to type them out. They start fading the moment I wake up, and I'm often too sleepy to type. Anyway...

( Dreams )

I was a high school girl again, and had a boyfriend I was very fond of. We were going to sneak off-campus and head to some lake or something like that. Suddenly a teacher showed up and demanded to see our passes. The bf, thinking quickly, showed her a sealed envelope. We were both hoping she wouldn't ask that it be opened. Then she suddenly ( Read more... )

Jessica's leaving early. George managed to get a load into St. Louis, so she's leaving tonight. I've been very a-okay with it until now. Last night when she told me, I immediately started crying, and pretty much bawled my eyes out for the next hour. I'm gonna miss her. :o( Then she and I had a misunderstanding where I thought she wanted to ( Read more... )

I took a nap, and dreamt... this ( Read more... )

I was dead. I'm not certain how I had died, but that fact remained. A boy my age had also died, in our attic, days before I had. I died a floor below. No one had found his body yet, but mine had already been found. I went downstairs and spoke to Seth, and he talked back to me. "Hi, Seth!" "Hi." "I love you!" "I love you, too." My mother ( Read more... )

I /just/ woke up, and I'm kind of blathering. May come and fix this up later. *shivers* Oy. That dream ( Read more... )

I haven't typed out my dreams in awhile, and I've already nearly forgotten this one. But ( Read more... )