I'm Home Alone Today!

The thought of it is freakin' exciting. I can blast music, dance, listen to the TV as loud as I want. Stay on the laptop all day.

Except I think there's freakin' ghosts in the house. It sounds like someone's sweeping the floors downstairs. I'm freaked out but the only reason I'm not losing my head is because I'm secretly hoping it's the wind blowing or something. I don't know.

I want to go downstairs and check it out but I'm scared.

I just wanted to come on here really quickly because I had the weirdest dream. It started today and I woke up around this time, maybe a little later. For some reason, I had this online SAT I was supposed to finish, I don't know why. I go upstairs to check out my new freedom and my sister is in the house. And I'm like, what the heck are you doing here? So apparently, she found someway to sneak inside the house or something. I don't know or remember.

Then there were these two guys trying to break into our house. And actually did break into our house. One was a rapist. I'm not going to details. But it was actually pretty scaring.

But I was procrastinating big time on the SAT test and I don't think I even finished half of it before my brothers came home from school. Then I somehow ended up at a bus time in a highway.

By the way, I checked the noise out and apparently, it's the sound of a fly hitting on the window. Wow.

On top of the SAT test, I also had my Computer Graphics work to do. And I somehow leave it on the bus. I don't even know how the heck I even did that when all my work is on a computer. So when my dad picked me up, I immediately told him what was up and we went down to the bus facility or whatever and tried to find where the next stop that bus was going. And the lady was trying to figure out what my regular bus was, I don't know why because it wasn't my regular bus number I was riding.

So I'm guessing I finally got the project back and once I get home it's like 10 PM and I only have two hours to finish the online SAT test. Instead of doing it, I go to bed and wake up the next day. After school, I log on to the testing site and it's not there anymore. And I'm so devastated.

Then I wake up and I'm so freakin' relieved.

But anyway, I think I could interpret the dream pretty well. It's really based off the things that have been happening the past week. Losing my project is a connection to losing my bag. The SAT test is a connection to my English HSA. The buses are a connection to the metro bus rides I've been having lately. Even my procrastination is a connection to well, my horrible procrastination.

Okay, so I need to make a Today's To-Do List. I just wanted to get this dream out before I forget it. Bye!