grace cathedral hill

i had to wake up at 8 am for a denist appointment today and i was less reluctant to get out of bed than i had expected but it still took me over 35 minutes to wake up after the alarm sounded. then i got ready really quickly and headed to the dentist. i apparently defeated plaque this six-month period and i am cavity free. w00. it’s amazing that time has gone this quickly. i swear, i swear, it was only a few days ago that i had my first appointment of the school year but then i think about it and remember that i hadn’t even met J then, i don’t think. it’s hard to say really. and steve and i have only been dating like 5ish months. so it would make sense that the appointment was awhile ago. it’s funny how unconcious of time i become. my experience at said dentist was probably my best ever. the actual dentist wasn’t getting in until 9 a.m. (lazy?) so i finished the preliminary stuff at 8:30 and they just let me go cos all she’d do was look at my teeth anyway. YEAH! and i had my favorite hygenist. she’s not particularly better than the others but her voice sounds like one of the women on the golden girls so if i close my eyes i’m pretty comforted. my teeth are sore though, oi.

after that i went to the henderson lab and wrote a poem and printed my two one-page papers that were due today. they went pretty well, considering i only had to press the OK button to make them print. i’m kind of fond of the poem. it’s called The Prettiest and is currently available only on my opendiary. i wrote it about this girl that i passed in the hallway.

i should get to what i really want to talk about… today in french class this woman jane, who sits next to me, gave me this story that was the retelling of a dream she had over spring break and told me about because i was in it. but she gave me basically no detail when she said she had a dream with me in it last week.. so she hands me these sheets of papers today and is like “now jess realize its just a dream and its pretty gory.” and i’m like “that’s rad, i can handle it.” so i start reading it and its this dream she had about murdering her exhusband. i don’t really know how to handle the story.. because its so deeply personal. and you could tell that even though it was just a dream about her killing him.. she pretty much wanted him dead. so i don’t know. it was so full of thought and intense. and she cared so much about her daughters in it.

my role in the dream was pretty rad as well. after she killed him she was going to turn herself in and there was a lot of hoopla surrounding the murder because it was as yet unsolved but a lot of people thought she did it. so she’s going to turn herself in and there are all of these people supporting her around the courthouse or police station and i was there. and then the part that she wrote about me was really flattering. she talked about how even though i’m only eighteen i’m really mature for my age. and i’m really confident in myself and the world and basically said that i have a really old soul. like i know about the hurt in others without having experienced myself in this life. it was really flattering. but i don’t know.. i don’t think i’m any deeper than anyone else except that i let myself. so i think i just got kind of uncomfortable about reading it. because i never know the proper humble response to these things. hrm. i don’t know. but i like hearing it.

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