Monday Dreaming

Seven-twenty-three this morning found me wide awake due to dara trying not to be loud in exiting our door, which is inconvienently right next to my bed. Though I was slightly annoyed, i quickly got over that with the hurriedness that rushed into my head. Shower...clothes...make-up...hair...bag packed, coffee made, and lunch prepared. I have one hour.

So flying through the air my covers went, much to my disproval. But choices in the matter are out of the question. One foot plopped onto the ground, and the other one soon followed. Before i knew it the coffee was brewing and my hair was drying....i passionately hate monday mornings.

I bombed my speech and debate test, but that fact is probably not my fault, since the class starts at nine o' clock, which puts me up at an ungodly hour. Not to mention the weather outside was absolutely ideal today, which makes sitting in a classroom a situation which requires much self-control. My thoughts today were deep (that is, after i was much more awake) and far from the subject at hand in each class. I also had to face one of my least favorite people: the middle aged, balding, bad hair-cut, horrifying mustache SAT Prep man on the DVD. His voice is far from normal and resembles a smurf to some degree. His humor is far from hilarious but is quite entertaining. The stupid squeak he creates when he insists on writing on his white board makes me want to break the tv screen.

The relationships with the people i came in contact with today have left me dazed and i guess i will have to come out of the fog before i can explain it, for i am not even sure i know what has happened today. i guess it hasn't been a negative shift, but quite possibly not positive. My world has pulled me in a million different directions today, and it has left me stretched out. It has left me feeling like i am living life in slow motion while the world around me is in fast-forward and full speed ahead. I am ready for things to slow down and balance out. Everyone else is on the right track...where did i stray?

Well, this Monday Dreaming would soon become Midnight Dreaming, with thoughts of autumn brilliance, and summer wishes of freedom and innocence...

adios for now.
abby