Such strange dreams lately! I usually don't remember my dreams and when I do it's because things are changing. The last time I remember having such vivid (and to be honest wacked out) dreams was my last month of grade nine. I've had dreams every night though and usually I can remember them when I wake up. Its all very strange mosting because nothing is changing, I'm .... floating in a bubble of happy being able to hang out with my friends but also getting my hermit time, which during school I feel like I neglect my friends in order to get.
Taking off on my noble steed tangent (reading way to much richard dawkins) perhaps time does heal all wounds. Maybe heal is the wrong term, more that in time everything is forgotten. I used to hold grudges of legendary scale but now I don't. I'm not mad at anyone, though the Kathleen hate box is high. I find this highly amusing especially some peoples silly logic, people who have legitimate reason to hate me, well some do some don't. I for one am very happy R. didn't choose to hold a grudge but now I may have the same problem with A. who I havn't talked to in about two months. It may blow over yet, this really isn't our longest record of not talking.
I really would like to know what my subconcious is trying to tell me because my dreams are just out and out weird like being an intern at a super wacked up law court and not acting like myself at all. I kept trying to make my BOSS sit on my feet(granted I do this to my friends but I would never act that unprofessionally) and then I ran around reporting for a newspaper and then the evil intern from the hills showed up. Gong show to say the least.
OH! And I told my mother my ultimatium, If my sister isn't gone next year I am. Frankly I am trying to not just tell her that she is a pompous aragent meanie who can't argue worth a damn and therefore gets nasty, ok I was just being nasty but frankly that was true unlike the comments that I am a "bitch whore" when she has done everything I have and therefore has even less reason to judge me for anything. Grr. Ok back to happy bubble of working nights and her working days, now if only I could work school out like that...