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The week, again, has been crazy.

It's only 10pm and while I was watching the tele about 10 minutes ago I was tired. Extremely tired. Why, it was 4pm today when a wave of tiredness crashed over me and I thought, "Gee, I could sure do with some sleep right now."

But now that it's 10pm and I've brushed my teeth and am all ready for my beddy bed my brain and eyes have decided that they would very much like to be wide wide awake. Though, I know that as soon as my head touches that pillow I will be off in the land of dreams.

Dreams have been nice lately. Except for one creepy one. I cannot remember what happened in it, but it was one where I was in a house that was supposed to be home, but was different to what my home looks like. I have them from time to time, where my home is a totally different house that's not my home, but is supposed to be. They give me eerie feelings. Eerie, creepy, unsettling feelings. And that's often all I can remember of them. The feeling.

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I just looked up at one of my many Green Day posters and just felt a whelm of happiness sweep over me. I hadn't listened to their new album in a few days, and as I listen to it now, and as I just glanced up at the poster, it reminded me that I'll be seeing them in December. And that feeling is bliss. Much better than the unsettling dream feeling.

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Also, it is officially two weeks until my birthday. And I still have absolutely no idea what I want. Sometimes it can suck not being a wanter...