Last night I had more dreams than I usually remember having. And all of them . . . well, they didn't exactly make sense (they were dreams after all), but they made enough sense, and had to do with stuff going on in my life right now, that when I woke up, I couldn't exactly tell if they really happened or not. Well, I couldn't tell at first, but after a little while, I figured it out. You know, after I completely woke up and all. One dream had to do with me finally getting KaZaA to work on my computer, and another had to do with my meeting with my World Civ. professor, which I slept through today- not a good thing. I know I had some other dreams, but I don't remember them now.
I'm feeling . . . hopeful today. I don't know why. I just have a vague feeling that things will be ok. It's a nice feeling to have. I haven't had it in quite a long time. Right now it seems like a "Fuck you, everybody who's trying to bring me down. I'll succeed depite your attempts to screw me over." Defiance can be a good thing. And that little spat with Steve actually helped a lot. Defending myself actually made me acknowledge good things about myself and make me believe them. Startling how that happens only when someone tells me there isn't anything there, instead of when someone tells me they are there.
I slept though both classes again today. This really isn't good. I'm really going to have to do something drastic to get myself out of this rut. GET YOUR ASS TO CLASS, ERIC!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm going to have to put up those signs all around my bed.
Show again tonight, everyone should come. Once again, it's really good. And tonight is the hypnotist, so noone from Dana will actually be there, so we're hoping for some kind of a crowd. It's FREEE!!!! No money to get in. You just have to make it here.
