Now I remember. I had the strangest dream last night! It involved my mother and myself going to England on some sort of holiday. (Ever since my cousin moved there a few years ago, I've been having these.) We were about to get on a bus, which looked suspiciously like the Knight Bus, and I didn't have a ticket. I stood in the doorway for a while, very embarrassed because of all the people staring at me. Finally, the driver let me pay in dollars and we took off. The next part of the dream involved the subjects of this website and some rather explicit detail which I won't go in to. Seriously, other sites I've been to are so censored. But I suppose all sorts of people use the net and you never know who's reading what you've just written. Hmm...
I'm so glad that the holidays are almost here. Just three more days next week (Monday= Queen's Birthday, Tuesday= excursion). My last PE lesson ever, too. The last one I'll ever have to go to in my life. What am I talking about? I never participate anyway. It's the middle of winter for crying out loud, and there's girls strutting around in little shorts that cost ninety bucks just because they've got a label stuck on them.
As I was saying, the details of this dream were so explicit and adult I can't believe I dreamt them. Maybe they're not that bad, but it's not every day you get to see...ALL RIGHT! Stop obsessing about it. From what I've read, I'm not the only Dr. G fan who thinks certain things.
Mood - Cold, bored (I get bored a lot, don't I?)
Music - Octopus's Garden (I had some for tea last night)