Yesterday was not my fault!!!

So, I missed my blog for the first time completely yesterday. :[ My grandma thought it would be cool to unplug the computer setup in it's entirety yesterday, so we could move it downstairs, only to find that there was now open cable plug-ins to hook it back up to. -_- So yesterday = no internet. My phone connects to the internet, but not very well, and I tried to access this site, but it wouldn't let me sign in. I want an iPhone so bad. :[ Nothing exciting happened yesterday anyway, all I did was wash my car, and lounge around a lot, reading. So, it's not like anything was missed, but still, I made a commitment to myself, and I want to see if I can go the entire year doing this without missing it. On my own terms, I mean, like forgetting or something, yesterday was not my doing. I'm all well and connected again today though.

Not much happened today either. I had the worst night's sleep last night and I kept having these really weird dreams that would wake me up. I hate that I can not remember them in the slightest though, whenever I wake up, all I know is that they were super weird. That always happens to me. I never remember my dreams. When I do, it's the really bad ones that I really remember. I don't have bad dreams that often though. I have a dreamcatcher, and I believe in it's ability. :]

After my way-too-early theatre class this morning, I decided instead of sitting in my car alone for 2 hours like a loner waiting for my next class to start, I would venture off into Turlock (the town where my college is located) and find a Starbucks or something, because I was dying for some caffeine in my system. I found one in a less amount of time than I expected to, even though I don't know why, because in California, there is a Starbucks on every corner. xD The line was gigantic, and I thought, 'sheesh, Turlock sure does drink a lot of coffee', but my soy mocha frappachino with no nasty whip cream was so worth the wait. I haven't had one in forever. I went back to school and found a parking spot before they all got taken, and sat in my car, alone, for an hour and a half, like a loner...xD I did read a lot of MockingJay though, which I haven't been able to read a lot recently because I've had to read Plato for my Philosophy class, but I'm a few chapters away from being finished with MockingJay. It's sooooo good.
Then I had my Philosophy class, and my teacher cursed a lot. xD I'm not used to teachers cursing in front of students, because, of course, in high school, it was frowned upon, even though in the confinements of my awesome AP English II class, Mr. Edom would let one slip from time to time. Even my theatre teacher, Mrs. Taser, would get angry and use a profanity, but usually just in front of her independent study students like me. But my Philosophy teacher uses stuff like bullshit and etc. in his everyday lectures, and today he even said fucking twice. I don't have a problem with it, I think he's zany and hilarious, I'm just getting used to teachers doing whatever they want. xD
It's almost midnight, so I'm going to post this now.
Tomorrow is Peace Day, so spread the love! <3