I hate waking up before my alarm, you know? It’s like your body’s way of saying, screw sleeping. Who wants that last ten minutes? Well, body, I do!

Last night was fun, and I felt a lot better after the whole, “parents invading my life thing.” Sam and I rearranged our rooms so that we have all the friggen space in the world, and I got to spend some quality time with the man-BFF George and my other friend Jalisa.

But I had a weird dream last night. I was practically cheating on Tom… with George! I’m still kinda freaked out about it, mainly because a) I’m not attracted to George (that I’m aware of), b) Tom is coming up this weekend and George will be here, and c) I kind of liked the dream while I was having it. What the hell?

I’m going to start thinking about things that don’t attract me to George. Maybe that will dispell the dream? Regardless, I have class in like an hour, and a shower seems necessary. Until next time, folks.