Last night, I dreamed that my mother told me I was too thin. She cried, and I didn't know what to do. Oddly enough, I ended up talking to an adviser of sorts for one of my scholarships about my weight. I think it bothers me more and more. I wish I could just gain the damn weight I wanted. Getting to be at least 100 lbs would be nice. But, apparently my body doesn't agree with my mind.
I also dreamed that I failed my Physics class. Not just the test I know I failed, but the whole course. It just stopped making sense, and nothing I did made it any more bearable or understandable. It scared me. Test scores come back on Friday, at the latest. I'm dreading seeing the number on mine. In fact, I'm not sure I'll be able to look. Heh. What an interesting start to break that might be.
I'm ready to go home. I really am. This snow is driving me mad. Yes, I'm aware of the snow at home, but at least more of the people that I care about are closer to home. I want out of this ridiculous cage of snow and ice. The cold is starting to sink in. Even the dorm has been colder than usual lately. I can never seem to get as warm as I'd like. Maybe that's all in my head. I wouldn't be surprised if it were. I miss my mother. I miss my father. I even miss my brother. And a few other people who would certainly know who they are. I'm definitely ready to go home.
Uhh, on a lighter note. There's a new episode of Criminal Minds tonight, and I have no other engagements. I'm very excited for it. Haha. I'm such a morbid crime-lover. Ah, well. Not my fault, originally.
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