All right, so it's a few days after Thanksgiving, and we've got our christmas music picked out. I'm terribly distraught-Neither Frank Sinatra or the Mormons made it in. I've been sleeping really poorly and having totally bizare dreams. Two nights ago, I dreamed about John. We were both older, but somehow I was older than him. He'd thrown his girlfriend out of his car into the rain, and I completly upbradied him, but then ruffled his hair and said I still loved him. The night after that, I dreamed that we were on this family trip turned deadly, and people were after us. We ended up in a posh hotel and had to do dives into the pool to survive. Last night, I was in some kind of relationship with someone that was either Draco Malfoy's older brother or Eric's older brother, and he reminded me a wee bit of Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom. All I really remeber was his dark hair, his height, his eyes, and the fact that my parents couldn't stand him. (Update) Then, that dream morphed into something about mice. They all had letters on their backs, and they spelled TRAP, then HERE, finally AND HERE. All the mice stampeded the exit, but some didn't make it out. I woke up after that, and couldn't get back to sleep, even though I was dead tired. I haven't got enough sleep for a long time. My mom mentioned sleeping pills, which kind of scared me. I'm still a minor, I don't want to take sleeping pills!