i got up at seven this morning to study for a midterm. it's nine right now, i didn't get to studying right away because as soon as i got up on campus, it became the perfect day outside. the perfect temperature for the dress i'm wearing, the way the sun is peeking through the redwoods is fucking perfect. i finally sat down to study just now at a picnic table outside the co-op after walking around campus for an hour. it is going to be a beautiful day, regardless of the midterm. i hope everyone feels it too.

i just had the craziest dream. people would disappear in front of my eyes and strollers walked on their own, meters in front of parents. and my cell phone kept disappearing (when i say disappear i mean completely disappear) and then would reappear in a pocket of a pair of pants if something good happened. there was an element of fantasy adventure, like i was looking for something. i ran into my friend bey and sara little went to try on a pair of plaid pants, and the cell phone appeared in the pocket. and every time i looked at my phone there were 3748293742 missed calls and voicemails but i never listened to them. when i ran into bey it was like everything was great and we were so happy to see each other and we kept touching each other the way friends who've been separated for decades might touch each other. and we couldn't stop laughing and jumping and having a great time. then i ran into my frend zach while i was eating lunch with my parents, and he was eating lunch with his momma. he was wearing a fancy suit and had his hair pulled back all nice, and told me he was going to marry a girl named wendy and that his life was changing. it was the weirdest way to wake up. ever. but i'm in such a great mood, it was a really fun kind of scary dream. beats the one last night where people kept dying.

for about three weeks i've been getting the most intense dreams. it's super strange. i've started to confuse real life with dream life, way way too often. i'm used to that happening every once in a while, but not every day.

i hope people move into santa cruz soon, i need friends. one more week of getting drunk and writing sad songs on the guitar while my housemates fuck their boyfriends and i'm going to freak out.

i've been going to the beach every day and the strangest parts of me are sunburnt. mostly the ones that are normally covered by my usual swimsuit. like the bottom slivers of my buttcheeks. it looks way funny.

also, i realized the reason (or, one of) i love santa cruz so much. it's the smells. i went back on campus the other day and the smell of the redwoods just invaded my nose and my brain. strangely, i was brought back to memories of being on campus for the first time in the fall and i realized i was in such a different place then.

there's a hunk of metal in my tongue and it makes eating kind of difficult so i think i'm going to go visit hil at jamba juice. whoo whooo!

oh, and my parents are coming to visit in a few months! how exciting.

my sex life is so boring that i have masturbation dreams.