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Labyrinth + Mugwort and Catnip tea lead to me dreaming about David Bowie being my choir director and some odd group (it had Tim Schiesswohl in it, who isn't actually in choir) rehearsing lying down on the stage naked.
Anyway, yesterday: I had my speech in public speaking. It went pretty well. My 'opponent' ended up proving my point in a round about way, but she still did well. I think, for doing my outline a few hours previous, I did pretty well, too ^^ I didn't lose anyone on the oppinion polls. After that.. um.. Carter.. nothing exciting. Went home for lunch alone (I waited.. c.c) and put in eyedrops before my eyes got too bloodshot and itchy (which they did anyway) and also printed out my poem for creative writing. Latin was actually pretty cool. Sort of. Got out early and went to Wendy's for fries. Creative Writing, MissDoo's hatred grows.
Last night, I wish I had been able to talk to teh Moondoggy s'more, but my mom stole the computer and I went to bed. Oh yeah, before that was Labyrinth and tea. So.. here I am ^