I need to stop having wierd dreams about Josh

In last night's dream, we were at Platt eating lunch. We'd only been there a few minutes when Josh said he needed to ask someone at another table what the assignment was for some class. So he got up and left. After a while when he didn't come back, I got up for some more food and saw him sitting at a table with 5 girls I didn't recognize. I was somewhat distressed by that. When I got back to the table I'd been sitting at I asked Ariel and Will S. if they thought I ought to be jealous that Josh had chosen to sit without me at a table with a bunch of girls that I did know. I don't think either of them said anything, but it didn't matter because I was most certainly already jealous. Not a whole lot else happened in the dream, but all the girls eventually left and I thought I was going to get to talk to Josh and everything would be okay again, but then I woke up. And there was no Josh and I was still upset, though now lacking any good reason to be upset at him.

I'm getting together with Will F. (a friend from home) today. That should be fun. He wanted to go down to the Saturday Market today, which I would have loved to do, but the Saturday Market is closed between Christmas and the month of March.

It's odd, I want the week to go by quickly because I'm really looking forward to seeing Josh again, but at the same time, there is so much I want to do, and so many people I want to see before Josh gets here, so I don't want the week to go by too quickly. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone else again, but I'm not looking forward to classes starting again. Hopefully two weeks will be long enough for me to recover my enthusiasm.

My sister's ring

(This post is mostly to keep Rachel from having a heart attack when we get back to school.)

When I was cleaning my room the last time I was home, I ran across the ring my sister gave me when she got married. It's got a french design (I don't know the name though) on it with a heart and two hands and a crown. My sister wore it starting before I can remember and up until she got married. She gave it to me when she got married because now she had another ring to wear instead. I've always treasured it but I never wore it on a regular basis because I was afraid I'd loose it. I'd always figured that when I was grown up and responsible, I'd wear it until I got married. Well, when I found it at the end of last summer, I decided that the time had come and I'd start wearing it, but I remembered what happened at the beginning of the summer when there had been some mention of a ring in conjunction to me and Rachel freeked out, so I didn't bring the ring back to school. I thought about it a few times while I was back at school and wished I'd brought it back. Since when do I care what people think about me... especially when they are mistaken? Well, at the end of the summer I'd figured that I'd start wearing it again when I wasn't dating anyone so no one would think anything of it, but now I kind of hope that such a time doesn't come, so it's time to quit procrastinating and wear the thing. And if people whom I don't know very well draw false conclusions, let them draw them.

It is, however, a pitty that I do not have a niece to pass the ring on to, and I am unlikely to have one in the near future, and even if one came along she would have to be awfully young.