So, remember what I said about the stuff I dream not being a good idea? Yeah. I dreamed about stabbing people. WHY did I dream about stabbing people??? It’s not really something I tend to do very often. Ever. You know.
In my defense, I was only stabbing vampires and monsters. Which is another weird thing. Vampires don’t even cross my mind most of the time. I think vampire books are stupid.
BTW, I hate chemistry, and chemistry tests, and everything.
And for the record, I’ve been up since 5:20 this morning, so I can be a grouch if I want.
And here are clouds.