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I have such mixed feelings about my dream world. I love to dream. Sometimes I sleep late in the morning to try to prolong my dreams. Sometimes I wake up wishing I hadn't gone to sleep.

Last night my dreams consisted of a past male friend. I dream about him a lot. Especially if I haven't been sexual for a while. My dream did not consist of sex. Rather it involved us cuddling on a couch, something we never actually did together. Later in the dream I am home masturbating, and exchanging texts with him, determining the next time we will see each other and what we will do. Zach wasn't present in the dream, but I got the feeling I was still sneaking around him.

When I woke up I felt guilty, and also a little horny.

Also in my dream I had long hair. It made me miss having long hair to tuck behind my ears. Perhaps I will let it grow again.

School starts tomorrow. I only have one class on Tuesday. Math. This is probably a good thing as math takes up a lot of time and concentration for me. I promised my adviser I would get tutoring since I failed my last math class, and then dropped the one I was supposed to take last semester =/ I am hoping that if I take care to study and do well that I won't need tutoring. I am not terrible at math. I just dislike it greatly and am a rather slow learner when it comes to it. Other things I pick up instantly but math? Not my thing I guess.

I am also retaking the religions class I stopped going to two semesters ago. It's not a hard class. I just had a terribly difficult time paying attention. The instructor for this class just sits at her podium and defines words for us to write down. Each class she repeats those words learned in the last class, and then tells us some more. It was horribly boring and I have a hard time keeping a positive attitude when I get too bored. So I stopped going about half way through the semester. I don't regret not going then, but I do regret having to take the class over again. Mostly because it's the same instructor tho. I would gladly take the class with another instructor because the information is really interesting. I just don't learn well through her teach techniques. I promise I will try harder this semester. The class is immediately between two classes so it will be more difficult to just not go. Last time it was an hour after my morning classes and I just couldn't bring myself to sit and wait for a class I hated going to.

I don't mind having breaks between classes. It gives me time to grab something to eat, read my book, or catch up on homework. But I will be honest I would rather get my classes over with and then go home. Oh well.


I babysat my nephew Colter again this weekend. We painted:











My brother and I both have the day off today. I am listening to him sing along to his music and curse at the internet for sucking. It's pretty amusing