"Wake up."
I had just gotten up from a paralysis dream. I haven't had one in a while, but they're the worst. You know that you're dreaming, but you can't do anything or even wake up. You're stuck. You can try to move some body parts but it's nearly impossible. Even if you eventually move parts you can't really do much with them. I did discover though, that shaking your leg quickly can wake you up from it. But you'd have to gain control of your foot which, like I just said, is really hard. It's like gravity is pushing on you completely. Being stuck in positions like this activates my phobias of being trapped, so I really freak out. Or I would, but moving my face is also a difficult task in this paralyzed realm. In this dream, I easily got myself up however. Must be a sign meaning I've previously been trapped by something but now I can easily overcome it. Or I'm overthinking a dream as always. I waited a little before I went back to sleep. When I did, I had those nice dreams I talked about. I should definitely come up with a name for those. Cheese dreams? Band field trip dreams? Hotel dreams? No, I think I'll call them recurring dreams. That's what they are, after all. Also I find it strange that I have recurring dreams when I wake up, stay up and go back to sleep. It's good that I know how to get to them at least.
Musicology is today, and I've never been more ready. I got the clothes that were needed for the performance ready. Out of all the things going to happen, I thought of Paola watching me dab. I was rushed out of the house but we got to school at 8:06. I forgot to bring an extra shirt for Rock Trap because of it. I don't want to just wear a polo white shirt for it, so I texted my grandparent to bring an extra shirt. We were outside for a while like always and went inside. We didn't do much in the cafeteria or in the courtyard. In 1st period, I went straight to the computer to do tenmarks. There were two assignments left for me to complete. I had trouble with the subjects, but I watched the video on it and breezed through it. Ms. Burgess put Liam and Frederick on the other computers. The one next to me didn't work. Liam and Frederick didn't seem like they were working very hard, so everyone rushed them. I finished one and decided to finish the last one in Ms. Williams' class or at home. I let Jahrell get on because he had asked earlier. I helped him with the ones that I did already. Ms. Dunkley did the same thing as yesterday, except since we already took everything down, we just had a free day. The fire alarm went off and we had to go outside. Obviously it wasn't a real fire, so we went back inside soon after. Then it was free time for the rest of the class again. In 3rd period, Elijah retook the test Dr. Baker gave us a while ago. I had a C but never told him I wanted a retake until today. We watched Roots as always. Nyla referred to me as 'Associate,' which means I got demoted from the friend list. That is, assuming that I was on the friends list before. For all I know, Nyla might be like those people, like us, that actually have standards for who they consider true friends. Either way, Nyla was definitely upset with me. I knew why. The day prior, I asked Nyla how her day was. She responded and I waited for her to ask me back how my day was. I waited but then I asked if she was going to ask about my day. I knew she would probably think of it as a rude gesture, even if that wasn't the intent, but I took the risk anyway. She was actually busy, so that's why she took a bit to reply. I did apologize a few times, since that was entirely my fault. Ms. Cleare told us to do a PowerPoint presentation on the job we chose the last 2 days, but Lavender kicked in and I barely got anything done. Ms. Williams told us to finish those 4 Newsela articles, which would serve as our final exam in the class. What would you expect from a class with no curriculum?
I sat at the computer I'm normally at, but Jahrell needed help on his tenmarks so I sat to the computer next to him to help him. I logged into that computer and attempted to finish my last tenmarks. I was on the redo when we left for lunch. At lunch there wasn't any chocolate milk, so that dropped my mood. And then the lunch lady told me I had to get a milk and juice. How are they going to enforce us to get a milk when there was a day that they didn't even have milk at all? They haven't even made us have both of them until now. Then Ervans gave me a chocolate milk. I'm not sure how he got it, since there wasn't a single chocolate one in the line. Even the girls that went before him all had white milk. I shouted across the table "YOU'RE THE REAL MVP!"
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HumorA lot of people suggest me to write about my life. I'm so descriptive about my personal life, so I took their advice, and made this. Also, most of the episodes have been put on private, but there are some that still remain.
