Just a dream.

It's been the same everyday for a while now. I turn on the laptop, check my e-mails, facebook and twitter. Think about what to do next, then open blogspot.

Have not had the slightest urge to blog. Why? My life is just that interesting these days.

I guess maybe thats a good thing. Nothing terrible to write about.

Although its frustrating, not getting to sleep until the early morning everyday. No, not so much party animal. Literally don't get to sleep until 5am every morning, just rolling around in bed doing nothing. No, not even anything kinky. HAHA. And every time, I dream about something so weird, it BLOWS MY MIND.

From people I care about-dying while I'm at the dentists, to a pregnant me shopping, with another baby in my arms. WHAT IS WITH THAT. Could totes write a whole novel on the awkward dreams I have, if I could only remember the details.. I wake up and realise its not real, look at my phone- BAM! 1pm. Shiet. Maybe the time you go to sleep and the weirdness of dreams you'll have are correlated somehow. D:

Kind of looking forward to starting uni.. Kind of.