Dreams

So my brother woke up and made so much noise that I woke up as well. Having no idea what time it was I grabbed my MP4 (for my phone was dead) and looked at the time. It was 9am. Seeing how late it was I told my mom that we should stay home for there was no point in going to school when I was more than a couple of hours late. She said she could take us there if we wanted to but since I didn't I just went back to bed. And so my brother woke up and made so much noise that I woke up as well. Having no idea what time it was I grabbed my MP4 (for my phone was dead) and looked at the time. It was 5:30am. It was all but a dream.

Dreams. How annoying. I don't find anything appealing in dreaming nor the fact that our subconscious can control our minds like some puppet. Either you wake up terrified because you saw what you didn't want to see or you wake up upset because you saw things that are simply too good to be true. Then again if we didn't dream we wouldn't have life goals and life itself would be so monotonous and dull. Plus I would kill myself if I had to wake up knowing I'm just as mentally boring as the rest of the world. But I'm also sick and tired of my subconscious playing games with me when I simply don't feel like playing at the moment.Ah, dear mind..how I love you but sometimes I wish I could kill you.