thank God for moms

i talked to mom tonight. twice. i sort of hung up on her the first time-- not really hung up, but short-changed the conversation b/c i was upset. thank goodness she called back a little later. we talked. i cried a little. long story short, it helped.

i've felt so odd today. i've taken a couple of naps just b/c the only times i've really felt anywhere near normal is when i've been asleep-- but getting to sleep has been difficult. sooo much on my mind. and i've been having such odd dreams. last night, i dreamt that i was in the peace corps (well what would you know?), somewhere in africa, i believe (so much for the hope of being placed in a spanish-speaking country!). nothing about it was right, though. it was more like an assignment to the cia or something- i couldnt let anyone know where i was or what i was doing. no phone calls. nothing, for two years. i spent the whole time worried about somebody from my family dying or there being something big that i'd not know about until two years later. all this is just odd b/c i really have been thinking a lot about the peace corps recently (i used to think about it all the time, like around my junior year of high school). every dream these past two weeks have been very vivid, and depending on the night, either very realistic/relevant or very "out there." as in... when i wake up... i'm thinking, oh, thank goodness that was just a dream... real people from my life have been in them... real situations, too. arrrgh-- what could make them stop? can't give up sleeping. i like sleeping a lot. it's shown this weekend.

hmm... sort of feeling odd again. not sure what else to say w/o sounding like a jumbled, mumbled mess. so... think i might head to bed. nice and early. just worry about stuff in the morning. argh. here goes finals week..... good luck to everyone in the same situation. good night, friends.