last night.
When the dream began I was with you Sa and some other people from school. Then then next thing I know I'm in a building that is combusting/collapsing at the same time. Although it was surprisingly painless. Weird. Anyways, when I got outside I tried talking to people I knew but no one could hear me no matter how loud I shouted, nor could they see me. My dreams seem to be getting darker, except this one for some odd reason did not scare me as much as the one I had the other week when I almost got swallowed up by a tornado.
I've been working on my summer reading. I'm glad you enjoyed It's Kind of a Funny Story. My sources(i.e. Taylor) informs me that we unfortunately have a summer list to complete. Ick. I like reading but summer reading lists tend to put me to sleep. I love reading, but when I have to worry about analyzing every detail of what I'm reading for a future paper(that I will regretably have to write when I should be slacking off) just tends to take away from my enjoyment of it.
I am leaving in four days.
I'm leaving Saturday. I
