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The strangest feeling is waking up after a nap after school and being in that dazed and drowsy state of confusion, where you're all like "what the fuck, where am I? Is it morning?" only to figure out that it's only 7:30 pm. I just experienced the queerest fucking dream ever, which seemed to go on forever. In my dream I was on a train, and then Elvis came on and he did a dance and sang 'you ain't nothing but a hound dog' for me and I was so amused. Then this leper came on and decided to crash our party, but since he was dying and nice, we decided to let him join the fun. He was actually a cool guy, but then he passed on leprosy to Elvis and I. That kind of sucked and we were pretty torn up with rage and anger. Elvis and I then got into a bit of a dispute for some reason, and then I woke up. When I felt myself surrounded by the reality of my cold room, I still had some deep angst in me and hatred for Elvis and the leper.. but then I realized it was all just a silly dream.
I am pleased to say that school and my new classes aren't too bad, I actually don't mind going everyday. I know I probably won't be saying this in a few weeks when I'm drowning in work, but for now I'll just enjoy this bliss.
all you need is loveeee.
I am pleased to say that school and my new classes aren't too bad, I actually don't mind going everyday. I know I probably won't be saying this in a few weeks when I'm drowning in work, but for now I'll just enjoy this bliss.
all you need is loveeee.