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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi Bad dreams
02/07/2005 05:19 p.m.
I keep having all these weird dreams featuring people I haven't seen in a while. A few nights ago, I had a dream that my host family came to visit me in Alaska and my host mom could suddenly speak fluent English (she didn't speak any English when I was there.) And last night I had a dream Hoopes, a guy I used to work with, was serving my sister, me, and this girl I haven't seen since high school drinks on a beach. it's bizarre.
I can't believe how hard it is to not have Shane around. before he left, i thought it would be ok because i would have to study so much all the time, but I just fucking miss him so much. he can't even e-mail me or anything because he's in the jungle, so I don't even know how he's doing. I am going to assume, hopefully, that no news is good news. I just wish I could talk to him. Sigh. And he won't be back until March 21. That's still so long from now. I need a distraction. A fun distraction because obviously my super-boring classes aren't cutting it. Frigging Shakespeare, I can barely grasp what the hell is going on in there. it took me almost 3 hours just to read the first 3 acts of Richard II. Too many renaissance metaphors and allusions. All I know is Richard bad, Henry Bolingbrook good. I think anyway. We'll find out when I fail this quiz too.
Ok, deep breath. Last hard semester. Gotta keep reminding myself.
I am currently shitty
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