10/22, no. 58

Everything seems much clearer and sharper outside. Backpacking and camping gives me really vivid dreams, and little is complicated when it comes to the outdoors. I'm going to save up and invest in a pair of stereotypical liberal arts attire (backpacking backpack and Tevas) and go out to Mt. Rainier or the Olympics more often, because a) I need to start taking advantage of PSO (Puget Sound Outdoors, the second most popular club on campus that goes on multiple trips - including kayaking, canoeing, hiking, backpacking, camping, rock climbing, etc - every weekend) and b) I love campus, I think it's beautiful, but a small vacation would be really nice.
Go outside. Things are better there.

9/26, no. 46

I hate sleeping when I'm sick because it's so hard to fall sleep and stay asleep.

Last night I had a dream that my Psych 101 teacher used to be a serial killer but that was in his long-forgotten past so it was okay, but my Chem 110 teacher turned out to be this insane serial killer who was active with her murders. She held my class hostage in an old castle, and when the police came and arrested her, she kicked me down the stairs.
When I woke up this morning I realized I had slept through my alarms, which was sort of nice to know. It was 10:56 and I thought, "Hmm maybe I can rush and make it to chem" and then I thought "Wait...chem...why do I have bad feeling about chem.." and I remembered my nightmare and I hid under the covers where I stayed for about ten minutes.