Have A Kitkat

It's the half term, and I've already spent Saturday doing sod all. I NEED to revise. Not just SHOULD like it used to be, but NEED to, or I'm going to fail psychology and possibly theatre studies. The problem is, I just don't do it. I keep putting it off and don't do it. And when I do, I don't learn anything. I'm so goddammed lazy I'm dooming myself. But that's no longer an issue, I need to get revising and soon. Recently in psychology I just feel like I've lost my grip on the subject completely. I used to be very involved and understand, but now we're all over the place. People seem to be able to pull studies out for any question presented, but I can't. So I need to revise. A lot.

In other news, I was looking through my old word files, and found my dream journal, in which I entered three dreams. Maybe I should continue to update that. Lucid dreaming was very peaceful, so it would be nice if I could achieve more than three times in my life. This made me remember when I warped a dream to think I met my spirit guide. If truth be known, I really wanted that to be true. I really wanted a spirit guide to exist. Of course, it didn't and was just the dream, but I wanted it to. I suppose that's something I can say about me, a lot of stuff I want to believe in. I want to believe in UFOs, ghosts, spirits, that time travel is possible etc. just because I'm desperate for something that's not normal in my life.

Anyway, I'll stop there because this is bordering on the depressive/angsty and, if you've read my other blogs, you'll know that I HATE writing angsty/depressive blogs. There are millions of others that do that. I blame it being fairly late. When I'm tired I always seem to admit what I feel more.

I need to end with something witty/stupid. Urm, I can't think of anything, so let's use an old one: I STILL want a time machine!