well, I was absent from school for a week...again.... >.>;
Im back now, but Im having a little trouble getting used to it all over again. anyway.... I got moved right back next to those same two in the web design class... kinda funny if you ask me, but ah well. they put me in a good mood, so everything is good. heheh, and I was supposed to be mad at some one today, but damnit, how do I stay mad at people if the two of them make me laugh so much?! ah well.... revenge will wait then, if I forgot everything in the world, I would STILL remember who I seek revenge on ¬¬
I SHOULD be working...but I dont even know what we're doing, so I kind of cant.... that, and I suck at this class anyway, despite what my grade may say, I dont have a clue what Im doing ._.;

gah, Im so hungry right now Q~Q;.....

oh yeah, I had a really creepy dream...

anyway... I had this really wierd dream a few days ago.. it was so strange....
I was in my home, but it was ravaged and beaten up, cob webs were everywhere, and it looked abandoned, and we had boxes piled all over. my dad asked me to go outside and get something, I figured out that we were moving I guess... it felt like years had passed, my parents looked older, and this strange fear hung in the air that I would lose them soon, but thats just how things had to be. I pushed those thoughts into the back of my mind and went outside to find what my dad asked me to, I guess my body knew the way, since I had no clue where to find it, but I was shocked at who I saw outside. when I went out there, it was unmistakable, I saw my childhood self, exactly how I looked years ago. I was for some reason glad to see him, and he smiled at me and said "your name is Michael Anthony Dove Gibbs, and the day of your Death is December __ two-thousand __" and I cant remember the numbers to what he said, but he started to walk away, as if we had a full conversation, and for some reason, I was sad to see him go, like an old friend. as he was leaving, I called out to him. "hey! dont make the same dumbass mistake I made with that bitch Jerica!" and he spun and faced me laughing as he spoke "oh, is that your ho?" and I was going to clarify, but instead I just decided to keep it simple and I said "yeah." and he laughed again "alright!" he said when he was finished, and i could see him driving away, I dont know if HE was driving or was a passenger, but he was definately in the car as it left. I cant really remember what kind of car though, I think it may have been at least colored red. I stared off after him for a while, like he was a really good friend I would never see again, and my heart ached like it was true and I turned around and walked back inside the house, I finally decided to wake from this dream, because of the ache it placed in my heart, I had this horrid feeling of dread there, I wanted to go home and see my parents immediatly, and I awoke on command, literally. I just demanded of basically thin air, "I want to go home...I have to wake up now so I can go home..." and I awoke at my friend's house and left shortly after waking.

oh well, anyway, gotta go...