Ha, I had a dream about that today during sleep time. Except it wasn't greatness - it was horrible. I kinda don't like my dreams anymore - I find the ones I make up in my head while I'm still awake (aka daydreams) more enjoyable.

So, today I was like thinking. A lot. Of what would happen if I happened to move back again. If I went back to visit and didn't tell anybody and went house by house - but nobody recognizes me. Nobody remembers me.

I think it was about there that I got a little more depressed than usual. But I'm okay now - I'm feeling... apathetic.

Hey, look. If you take off the a, it becomes 'pathetic.' Haha.

I finally finished my long over-due email to Connie (sorry about that... I'm forgetful like that.) I think I also have quite a few other emails I need to respond to or begin writing.

Who can drive now? Haha, gimme your license plate number, please. I won't do anything, I swear, I just wanna check out the cars since I'm not gonna get one anytime soon. I think I should get a black/silver sports motorcycle. Haha, with the cool helmet and catsuit. But I'd never dare wear it, because I'm not quite skinny enough to.

Which reminds me - I hate people who suck up because they want you to help them out with something. Like English homework that is due in... 3 minutes. I feel so used all of the time, and I'm sick of it. And I tell them I don't want to, but somehow I still end up doing it anyways. Wtf..

I got hit by the math teacher. I didn't get one problem right - I got a 90. That's like... better than 2/3 of the class. *sigh* Whatever.

Now Daddy's saying it's better to sleep more in the wintertime. I say it's good to sleep whenever no matter what season, but yeah, okay.

I'll write some more later, if my muse finds me.

Good night/morning.