So I walked into government this morning and promtply discovered that I had a report due that I had forgotten all about. Amy had done the same. First we freaked, and then got the okay to turn it in tomorrow. *phew* Still peeved though, I'll get marked down for having it in late. Oh well, better than never. Called in sick to work today. Sunday morning at 4:30 I woke up with my throat completely swollen; it was like swallowing a metal ball with spikes. I finally made some hot apple cider (my remedy for every ailment) and was able to get back to sleep. Needless to say, when I woke up later on at noon, I wasn't feel too good and it progressed from there. I should be ok tomorrow though. Good ol' mumsy got me some medicine (despisable stuff) so I will be back at work- yippee. No, really, I can't complain. Ashley wants to go home. Looong story. Finally got my acceptance letter finished for Cotillion and band camp is inching closer. Things are finally getting underway for next year. I'm a little dazed right now, unable to focus on anything to decide how I feel. It's complicated, I can't explain it. My mind has a way of stressing me out though. I took a nap this afternoon and when I woke, I woke in a sweat. I knew where I was, but it took me a long time to figure out WHEN I was. I didn't know if it was 4 in the morning, 4 in the afternoon on the next day or what. It really scared me. Then I went on to dream about a job I had to pick someone up at the airport and I couldn't get the information I needed and then I had to pull my dad in a wagon because he had an injury and oh it was just so bizarre and so stressful that I woke up in a sweat. On top of tension, my lower back was killing me today. David says its a sing of sexual frustration. I have no comment, I just want a massage. >.< You ever get the feeling that something is always tugging on your shirt sleeve, trying to get your attention, and as much as you try to ignore it or quickly solve the problem, it keeps coming back, tugging and pulling? To backtrack, I have to conclude that drum major camp was great fun. A very interesting experience that I don't think I'll ever be able to fully forget. I discovered that one of my scores is wrong, that was kinda funny. I mean, I have a score and music, and they don't match up. I'll have to investigate that. It struck me today how eager I am to begin my journalism class and begin writing for the school paper. There are so many things I want to advocate and speak about. Rawhide was purchased recently and in a short while will be torn down and relocated to some remote area because its current property will serve more use as a shopping center or housing developement. Stupid realesate people. -.- I need to read my english books. Ugh. I dont even know where I am in the one I started because I starting writing and now I'm confused as to what happened in the book and what I wrote. I hope it's not overdue... Pardon my rambling, it's been a while since I've had the chance to sit down and organize my thoughts so I'm taking full advantage of the moment and the time I have before I swagger off to bed like a drunken sailor. Dad comes home from Pennyslvania tomorrow. I have to admit, I've missed the man. My dad is a strange individual. Sometimes I love him, and sometimes I want to give him a swift kick. But most of the time I'm just genuinely fascinated by him. I know I take after him a lot more than my sister does, and maybe if I could understand him I could better understand myself, but that seems impossible. At any rate, he'll be back tomorrow and thus ends Girls Weekend. Mom and I didn't do a damned thing. No time, not in the right mood, meh. Speaking of doing things, I'll be in California with Jackie, Tim and Ashley for 4th of July. That'll be fun, I just wish Ashley talked more. Mom and I agreed that quiet people are really unnerving. I like Ashley, but she really doesn't have that much of a personality. At any rate. Ok, enough rambling. Off to sleep and hope that my dreams tonight are peaceful. Maybe I should invest in a dreamcatcher. Night. Carrie