So I had a really weird dream couple of days ago. I was sitting in a Thai restaurant. I know it was a Thai restaurant because I was on the phone and telling someone I was in a Thai restaurant. During the phone conversation, I start talking about a girlfriend (???). Then after some transition I don’t remember, I am outside and exchanging snowballs with some girl (I am supposing this is my girlfriend of the dreams). Now the slightly weird part… In my dream, I suddenly start saying “This can’t be true… it’s a dream, she’s not real” (something to that extent). I then move forward towards her and she disappears and her coat falls to the ground. The next thing I remember is entering a house and realizing it’s my parents.  Just thought it was weird that I actually thought to myself in my dreams… it was kind of a weird feeling.

In other news, it’s finally been raining here so it’s not like 100F everyday.

That’s really it I suppose. I have been pretty sick the last week or so, but getting bettah now. Housing was a big scandal for a few days, but I think it’s all set now. 2 more months of summer vacay and I have like 3289428309 things due. Yay. * sigh *

haha you and your Thai fantasies

Yeah, thinking to oneself in a dream… sometimes it’s like I’m a different person. Different past, different goals…

It’s me trying to be a good class representative. Setting up a little calendar is much more fun than talking to the prof on behalf of the class. Which I’ll have to do regardless of whether I set up a calendar, but–hey, stop making me feel guilty about overworking and overachieving!

That’s… a big number.

If I can keep it from my dad somehow (should be okay if I’m home before 6pm), sure, you can come bug me. We can finish visiting those places we missed last time (do you still have the map?). lol