I had a dream where I had an incurable disease and was about to die the next day. Strangely, I was very calm about it. It all felt very surreal. My feelings in that dream were: detached, serene, and blank. I just went about my day, thinking that I was going to die the next day.
After that dream I had another one, this time in a movie theater. I was going to the cinemas with my friend Alice. It appeared to be empty in that theater. The movie hadn't started, and Alice was talking to me while her head was on my shoulder. And then I caught sight of Amy and Keith french kissing. I felt very, very hurt.
Dream log over! Those two descriptions were very short, but the actual dreams were also very short, so it all balances out.
Recently I've been very busy; I'm taking harder classes this year and I need to keep up my grades. I'm sleeping early because there's no way I'm going to be as depressed as last year. It's the weekend now, and I really should be getting back to studying. I went out with my mom to the mall. We also drove around a bit and ate. Along the way we passed our local movie theater and found a large crowd outside it because it had caught on fire.
As people who have talked to me recently might have found out, I am addicted to Backyard Monsters. (: But the interest is soon fading, now, and I'll probably snap out of it in a day or two. And shoot, I just got to level nineteen.
I've been drawing a lot recently too. I'm giving out freebies on the Art Freebie board, and I hope that the people I've been drawing are the ones who like my artwork. The guy next to me in my literature class suggested that I major in literature or art if I enjoy it so much, but I just smiled and said that I couldn't make a hobby into a profession.
Oh, and the other day I saw this other guy at the library. He was sitting there, and I was just passing by. I think he was an old classmate who I didn't know very well. He smiled and wave in my general direction. He looked so friendly, and there was a big group of guys behind me, that I thought he was waving behind me. So I looked around, puzzled, and didn't wave back. Dx;; I hope I didn't offend him or anything. I hate it when that happens. I'm always the one to wave unthinkingly back at a stranger only to find that they were waving to the person behind me.
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Serene: To the General Public At Last
A few pieces of Ser's thoughts and life, which are carefully broken down from her life mosaic and preserved into this online journal. Read with care.
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