wake up happy

My uni life is just like high school, Mon-Fri 9am starts. Well except for Tuesday but I thought I would get out of having to go mornings.

It
Will
Happen.

I only just realised that I did wake up happy, well sort of. My mother and brother were already up and making a racket so that was bad, but it was the dream that topped it to make the morning bearable and nice. Noice. Noice
It was a cool dream that I actually remember and concerns some people from school and temple. So it was like the two separate worlds colliding, but I didn’t find it that bad because of certain characters in there. Sigh.

I sorta did wake up happy, thinking that today was going to be at least an enjoyable day with an outing but then on the other hand, neighbours were making such a racket at 7 in the morning with their damn good music (I quite like their taste, variety, unlike some other neighbours) that was on full blast. Oh well, it was RHCP this morning.
The rest of the day was okay, but now it feels like PMS has just hit me on the back of the head. Fan-friggin’-tastic. Next morning should be better..I hope.

It didn’t really go down too well this morning..damn nightmare..I am still having nightmares and it’s not fun.

You know, as a matter fact, I do. Those ten seconds don’t last that long though. Because I know that the rest of the day, there is something going on, that I didn’t have a choice but to comply; like school, etc.