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ok so obviously i didn't write about my boston weekend.
oh well. i don't think i'll do it in this post either.
i was coming home from the bank where i began my stressful day.. although i should probably say my stressful day officially started in my sleep. i was having a nightmare. about money. although brien says that when you dream about money, the dream isn't actually about money. it's most of the time something that else, symbolized as money. however, i think this time it was actually not something else.
anyway. went to the bank - and because of this i didn't have time to go to the gym, which now i shall have to save for after classes today. i was walking home instead of taking the bus or subway to kind of say that i got some exercise this morning. almost home..i was crossing a small street that doesn't have any walk signals or anything because it's kind of an alleyway. i was listening to my ipod.. don't remember which song it was. and i had put one foot down off the curb - just as i did that i heard several honks and turn and see a gigantic truck turning in (from the wrong direction might i add) and barreling down into the alley. i was so ..scared. my heart leapt and i freaked. i took a few seconds to tell myself i was ok and kept walking. and then it hit me. those damn dizzy spells.
i'm feeling awfully lightheaded. and not ok. just not.
sigh. it's time to go to class. these last 11 days of classes are going to be very long.
oh well. i don't think i'll do it in this post either.
i was coming home from the bank where i began my stressful day.. although i should probably say my stressful day officially started in my sleep. i was having a nightmare. about money. although brien says that when you dream about money, the dream isn't actually about money. it's most of the time something that else, symbolized as money. however, i think this time it was actually not something else.
anyway. went to the bank - and because of this i didn't have time to go to the gym, which now i shall have to save for after classes today. i was walking home instead of taking the bus or subway to kind of say that i got some exercise this morning. almost home..i was crossing a small street that doesn't have any walk signals or anything because it's kind of an alleyway. i was listening to my ipod.. don't remember which song it was. and i had put one foot down off the curb - just as i did that i heard several honks and turn and see a gigantic truck turning in (from the wrong direction might i add) and barreling down into the alley. i was so ..scared. my heart leapt and i freaked. i took a few seconds to tell myself i was ok and kept walking. and then it hit me. those damn dizzy spells.
i'm feeling awfully lightheaded. and not ok. just not.
sigh. it's time to go to class. these last 11 days of classes are going to be very long.