.::dreams...inconsistent angel things::.
I had the strangest dream last night. I was driving up an incline (maybe 45 degrees at the bottom) and it sharply turned into a nearly 90 degree incline...it was really weird...like I was driving straight up the side of a mountain. In the dream, I knew that it was summer because it was hot and the birds were singing. I thought about turning around several times, but if I had tried, I would have ended up sliding down sideways, so I just kept going. After I reached the top, I hit a plateau where it was snowing. It's like I drove staight into Christmas. A little further on, there was a young girl picking apples to make cider with her father. That was probably autumn. I have no clue what any of this means...it's just weird.
I also keep having little segments of dreams about moving into various new rooms. I am constantly contemplating how I can arrange my furniture.
Anybody got any insights into any of this?

*chaos and order*

So, I am apparently still 77% emo according to the little test below. That percentage has probably dwindled down from about a year or two ago when I was at full emo capacity. That whole bit about wearing sweaters that cost less than $10 and non of them fit is entirely me. I remember being on a mission to find a sweater in every color of the rainbow. I probably own more than 30 black tee shirts with various band logos and feminist slogans on them. I wonder what that says about me.
I went out with my old tailgate buddies from last fall yesterday. We had wings at BW3 and then watched a movie....it was good to have a guy's night out (even if I am a girl and have no interest in the Balitimre Ravens). Sometimes it's just nice to hang out with guys and not have to talk about relationships or how fat you are getting or anything. It's just more simple.
I can't believe how fast the weeks seem to be flying by. I have been so busy with work that it seems like I turn around and another week is gone. It's also sort of strange not working on Mondays, because it makes the weeks seem to go faster.
I've really been wrestling with myself lately. I'm in the sixth week or so of a pretty intense Bible and philosophy study and it is really interesting...almost addicting. The more I read, the more I want to read. Still, I over analyze things too much as it is, and with all this additional thinking and soul searching, my brain is starting to hurt.
Yesterday, Monday, was my day off and I really didn't want to let it go to waste. I decided to go for a run and ended up running 6 miles (from my house to campus and back). I got home really exhausted and tired...my body was very angry with me. It was almost like I had been so bottled up lately and stressed out that the only way I could deal with it was by running until I nearly collapsed. I feel tired today, but I slept really well last night.
Why is it that the fall always makes me feel antsy? It's like I realize that the winter is coming and I start rushing around like a squirrel gathering nuts for the fall. I'm trying to stockpile all my sanity for those cold days ahead.
I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss the familiar haunts. I feel sentimental for who I think I used to be, but I realize that it's mostly just nostalgia — a sentimental yearning to return to another time remembered as more happy or pleasant.
Were things ever really that good to begin with?

I AM 77% EMO! Holy gee whilikers... I am as emo as it gets... I will try to cheer the heck up and stop wiping my nose on my sweater... Take the EMO test at Fuali.com