Last night was pretty great. I went over to the Pembroke house and met up with most of my friends from last year. We had our share of laughs and good times... a few photo opportunities as well, and I got to meet some new people on top of that. But somewhere along the way, the topic of relationships came up, and you know I've always got something to say about that. So... I did, and I think I said too much. I don't like to talk about that kind of stuff in large groups, but it sorta just came out. I don't know. Maybe it was good that I said what I said, or maybe it was bad. It's really too early to tell. I felt good at the time about talking about it, but then I thought to myself "Man, that was WAY too much information for this audience." Oh well. I'm just learning to stretch and grow I guess. If it was a bad idea, I'll learn about it soon enough.
I did have a crazy dream last night though. Instead of having RA duty shifts, I dreampt that RA's had gladiator death match shifts where we had to fight in an arena for Belmont's amusement. That's why we had alternates, just in case we died. I was nervous in the dream because I knew that today I would have to fight the match of all matches. I was in grave danger of being defeated. So I spent the rest of the dream thinking up strategy of how to defeat my foe. Then I woke up because I thought I was going to be late for my gladiator death match shift and get fired. But then I realized just how foolish I was... ... ....
As for the rest of the day, I don't know what I'll do. I have a desk shift in which there shall be no killing, but after that, I'm not sure. Let me know if you think of anything. Peace and love.
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