Jenna made me a little upset. I don’t really know why. She wasn’t being unreasonable at all. But never-the-less I was in a bad mood when I went to bed.
I dreamed that this boy, a boy that I don’t really like, was driving my dad’s old car. It made me so mad. That my dad would let this kid drive the car before me.
I think that dream accurately expresses my inmost feelings towards the world.