So my procrastination tactics begin early...I should be reading Madame Bovard but I'm blogging instead...surprise, surprise.
I moved into my new room on Tuesday, and classes began yesterday. I'm taking 3 english/literature classes and 1 communications class. I have 12 novels to read, in addition to other text books. Plus I'm doing the paper again this semester, so I actually have stuff to put in my portfolio in the spring.
My sleep patterns still haven't regulated...last night I had a nightmare which wasn't even about my mom. Actually my mom was still alive in it, but my niece and nephew died. Talk about shocking, I almost had to call my sister up to make sure they were fine. Other than that I don't have dreams, I just can't sleep. At home I was getting into a pattern of one night I wouldn't fall asleep until 1am and get up at least around 7am at the latest, and then next I would go fall asleep on the couch watching tv around 8pm and wake up, and go to bed around midnight, and then get up around 6am. Since I've been at school though I've been falling asleep around 9pm...waking up around 11:30 and then going to bed...and getting up around 6:30am.
Other than that things are good here, I still feel like there's a part of me missing. I don't feel as lost as I did when it first happened, I feel a bit more independent, but a bit detached from everything as well.