I really want some chocolate right now! I'm sitting on the library trying to write, but it's not going so well. And it annoys me that the person sitting on the other side of the desk is just writing and writing. Why can't I do that?
I had a dream this morning when I was supposed to read. I dreamt I was a
>terrorist swimming guard and that I was very concerned that the pool might be a possible target. The water turned blurry and whitish and I was sure something bad had happened. I was wrong. But the terrorists came the next day, first one of them tried to shoot somebody from the middle of the pool. I managed to stop him. Then later, when I wasn't there, they tried to drown a woman, but she asked them not to. So they didn't, but she had to confess to the police that she had killed a man in the dressing room. She did, and the police arrested her even though they were sure she hadn't done it. It was all very weird! Many other things happened as well, but to summarize, I thought everything had to do with terrorism and the owner of the pool thought I saved her money...I really don't understand why, but since when does dreams make sense? I had a couple of other dreams as well, but I don't remember them that good, so I'm not even going to try explaining them. All in all I've had a really weird night.
Oh, and that woman who kept on writing to annoy me, she now has a writers block. HA! So when I write, she can't...Interesting! And rude! I know I won't have anything to write after this. I'm going to be so glad when I'm done with all this shit! Then I can go home!
Well, so now I have to leave.
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