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And it repeats. I had my last English class on Wednesday. It was kind of sad, because I really like all of my classmates. That's one of the first classes I've had where I liked every single person in it. Of course, some I like more than others, but there were only two that I didn't just love, and those two were the people that I liked. It was a great class. I can only hope that next year when it'll be a twice a week class prepping us for two AP tests, I'll like my class as much. It was a wonderful class. I loved the subject matter, I loved the camaraderie I had with my classmates, I loved my classmates themselves, I loved my teacher, I even liked the assignments (except for maybe that cheesy one up there...). It was a wonderful class, and I loved it. I'm going to miss everyone. But I will see them again when most of us are going to see Harry Potter next weekend! And then maybe once more at marriage desert party. I'm going to have a really busy weekend next week, and almost everything I'm doing is in a city about 40 min away. This is when I really wish I could drive. On Friday, I'm going to see HP! Yay! I hope it's good. POA!Book was spectacular, I can only hope that POA!Movie is as good. Then, on Saturday morning, I'm going to take the SAT again. I'm not too worried, though. I've already taken it once a few years ago, and my only goal is that my scores don't go down. I'd be happier if they went up, but if they stayed the same I could deal with it. But as I said, I'm not overly worried, partly because my scores were pretty good as a seventh grader, and I've learned a lot since then, and partly because it's not like anything is really riding on it. If I were a junior or a senior and my getting into college might depend on it, I'd be freaked, but as it is, even if I bomb it, I've got three more years. Then, Saturday evening I'm going to marriage for her desert party. That'll be fun too. I went last year and had a great time! Last night, I spent most of the night sleeping on my front couch with two of my friends. And our couch isn't that big. It was interesting, and kind of fun in a weird way. But anyway, while I was sleeping, I had this dream. My brother had a BIG spider, probably the size of my hand with my fingers outstretched and covered with brown fuzzy fur. He was trying to put it on me. I woke myself (and Vanessa and Song) all-but yelling "Stop! Get it off!" I distinctly remember thinking (in the dream) 'If that thing bites me, I'm going to die.' because the spider was poisonous. Then, this afternoon I was on the computer, and my brother was being grumpy because he wanted to get on. And he threw a spider on me. Am I having prophetic dreams or something? If that's so, why is it the bad dreams are coming true? Maybe I'm just dense, but I can't find the place in my template to get rid of Starry Day and put in Idle Dreams. If someone who knows about HTML wants to do a view:source and see where the code I wrote a few posts back should go, I'd be very happy! It's not the < title >Idle Dreams< / title > tag, that just changes what shows up in the bar at the top of the screen where it says Idle Dreams. I'm listening to: Five For Fighting, Superman ~me~ at 2:51 PM Comment if you...
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