Being Home

I'm a little relaxed, I guess. Being home is a good thing, all in all. I just dread this week. It was just stupidity to expect a totally restful spring break. I was expecting just job hunting, and hanging out. And studying a little bit. Nothing too major. And now, well now it's a whole different story. It was foolish of me to expect anything.
I had a dream last night. I was on a trip with Daniel and his and my high school classes combined. I don't rememeber a lot of it but I know some of it was spent in a girl's locker room for me. Then I tried to find Dan and couldn't. I ended up in a crazy library and I saw him talking to some sketchy Asian dude. He said "yeah, that was some crazy stuff. We'll have to do it again." "I wouldn't ever have guessed that it was your first time snorting cocaine."
First off, who talks like that about snorting coke in public?
Secondly, I got really really mad. And then we had a fight. That's about it. THen my mom came and woke me up "saaaaaaaaaaaaathi!"
hahaha. Ok. I must go and cook. Maybe today I shall set up my MP3 player.