slaying the dreamer

I had a really strange dream last night. I went to prom and we were lying on the beach in the dark, and the water was rushing over our heads. It was only 46 degrees f, but according to d.w. the water was 80 lol. It was sooooo vivid! It was all in all a terrible dream, but it was a little cool. I'd like to paint it. I think I will get a hold of water colour paints and do it^^ It's going to be interesting.
Today was lame. It was a typical Sunday. One gets thyself out of bed and forcibly goes to sit through something they do not thoroughly agree with. They then go to choir practice where they have to sing with people who cannot learn a part and sing all the wrong notes. Then they have to ride in their freezing car home and force themselves to eat lunch. Afterward they have to do their homework and want to work on their story, but they cannot because the comp is in use. Then, they feel terrible about everything, so they force themselves to jump rope, but it doesn't help. They still feel bad. They get to work on their story, yes, but then there is supper, and that person eats too much. They feel like jumping rope again. She thinks she'll do that before bed. Ha. I'm so lame :(