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[02 Sep 2009|06:20pm] |
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I had a horrible dream last night, it was long.
I havent had a long dream in a while, i guess since I usually get around 4 hrs of sleep.
Anyways, I drempt my mom killed herself. My sisters and I were at the house, everything was blue, and we were planning on all getting a house together. Most of the dream was us crying.
Very strange.
Anyways.
Italian is by far my favorite class. I love my professor. He reminds me of Matt and Roel. He's so adorably gay.
I dont understand my pop music class. The main professor is off rewriting the book, so this guy named Hoff is teaching.
He's horrible.
He sounds like Seth Rogan, and tries to be funny, so it's like I'm watching bad stand-up. Plus, the guy I'm assigned to sit next to is a douche.
Topics in Asian Art is boring. Mary skipped the other day to be with Allison and asked me to sign her in.
I was very annoyed.
I have a crush on my screen printing professor. He's so 90s.
My health teacher reminds me of John Eric's dad. He's so soft spoken. The guys in my class are all jocks. Its annoying. I hate when they answer questions stupidly to be funny. Or when I hear them brag about one of their drunken nights.
ugh.
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