I feel this warrants an LJ post...

Having taken a scalding hot and incredibly long shower, the only thing left to do is to ponder where the HELL this dream came from. Basically, I had a dream in which I slept with the ghost of a colonial British soldier. o_o;;; Go figure. I mean, it was clean and all. Basically, I knew what was going to happen, and the screen (yes, I dream in movie-format) went black and said "And all was well..." and then it cut to later. Like...with my friends again. It really...wow... I think part of it was that I watched the X-files last night and they had some chick who was raped by a ghost...and I think I just figured out where the other part came from...but I'm not really at liberty to tell you that so...nevermind...

Anyway... New classes last week: Gym II (not so bad because I know so many people in it), Intensified English 10 (sucks because the class is filled with preppies), Band (gotta love band...except Nick is still in my class [GODDAMMIT!!! #*()$!#@*(%!^%!@#$@!^#%!$*^#&!!!!!!]), and Algebra II/Trig (not so bad...we only have 12 people in our class and it moves really fast). So...um...yeah...

Edit: Note to self: Do NOT try to call some one in California from home when you only have one bar of reception...do that in school where you have five.