Rise & Shine

I had a dream last night that I was Pete Burns, and I was stumbling around my grandma's house because it was pitch-black; there weren't even any lights to turn on. Her computer crashed for some reason, and the cops were chasing this guy who knocked over our mailbox. It was all very odd. I'm trying to think of what it could possibly mean, like in some abstract surrealism kind of way. Then again, it could just be a random collaboration of my subconscious thoughts. Who knows.

So I woke up 8 minutes late for my World Civ class today. Being late = death. I rush down to the library in a panic only to find out that my class had been canceled. *facepalm* Oh well. Good exercise I guess?

I still have to read the story that I'm workshopping for Intro To Fiction. It's in COURIER NEW. I absolutely DETEST the Courier New font. Ugh. I really don't want to do this at all. Nor do I want to go to Psychology on Friday. But, alas, the world must turn.

Sorry for the terse nature of this post. When I'm more alert later, I'll probably post something a little more detailed. Until then, have a nice day! <3