I got up at about five fifteen my time...after waking up at about two for no apparent reason. I'm beginning to wonder if this cycle will ever break? It seems like around this time every year I get the up and down at night syndrome. Of course I have been dream state travelling a lot lately so that could have stuff to do with it too...I'm not sure how many of you believe you can do that, but I do...and it's interesting, because I know when I do it...but half the time I don't know where I go or what I do...I do know that it is of help to wherever I go...it's just a feeling I get when I wake up, like something has been poot to rights or something has been put into motion that will put things to rights.
So I took a shower, and did all that stuff that'll make me a people pleaser....and then read anthropology, took a break, did my chemestry quiz, which I was supposed to do on Friday and read more anthropology. Now I can wait...wait...wait until eight thirty until the shuddle comes to pick me up to take me to the broadcasting building for another exciting hour behind the boards. Check three times...that's something you do have to do with the boards just to make sure everything's where it's supposed to be. I even have to remind myself sometimes where the booths are. Soon, though, I won't even have to do that and that'll come with time...and nothing is teaching me better than now that practice truly does make perfect...now to perfect my singing and piano skills...right that's what summers are for. I am going to see whether I can't find a place down here to at least give me vocal lessons...I seriously miss that.
Now though it's off to read e-mails or find someone to talk to or something. Have a good day everyone and you'll probably see another one from me tonight.