because of my dreams

I had the oddest dreams last night...but that's nothing new. If I've ever told you about any of my dreams, you know that they're really random more often than not. My dreams were random not only because of what happened, but also because of the people who were in them--people I either haven't seen in years or people I don't talk to very often. Take Jacob Kashiwada, for example...I haven't seen the guy since my junior year of high school and I never talked to him much to begin with. So odd...

Anyway, I really don't mind my random dreams. At the very least, I can say that they're amusing both to remember and to tell. But it drives me nuts when my dreams negatively affect me and my mood when I wake up. This morning was one of those mornings...sigh. Maybe I can't blame it entirely on my dreams, though. Those dreams have to have come from somewhere, I think. Maybe those things that bother me that I push to the back of my mind when I'm awake manifest themselves and find their way to catch my full attention in the form of a bad dream. Whatever the case, I just need to get over it.

In other news...

I think I used those icy hot patch things one too many times--I'm now missing a patch of skin on the back of my neck. Haha...ha...-_-;; When I took the two I had on the back of my neck off this morning, I thought it just hurt because it was pulling out my hair.......oops. At least I can say that I feel a lot better than I had been over this weekend. I'd give up a patch of skin not to have to deal with that unpleasantness any day.

Okay. My original plan for today was to wake up early enough to make it to campus by 9:30...it's 20 minutes past that right now. And I'm in Fullerton. Oh well...

I should finish getting ready to head out. It'll be the first time I've left my house since service on Sunday...

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