Everyday, I have Arabic class at 8:50 am. To be honest, I kinda regret taking a class this early. Like this morning, I didn't wake up until it was 8:42 am. I felt very bad about myself, and thinking abut what should I do today in order to make up for the absent (like sweeping the floor, washing the bathroom or whatever). I feel ashamed of myself for not being able to go to class. Then my housemate woke me up, and said it was "already" 8:20 am. "What?" I said to myself, confused. Owh, I just had a dream of me didn't wake up to go to class. Haha. Then I took a bath, and went to the class. (Lately, I am having a lot of weird dream. Hope it is not a premonition of something bad is coming to me) This week, I have been playing games a lot. This time, it is totally intentional; I really want to play games no matter what. To have fun? To kill time? To forget? To escape? You can name any reason, as I play them for various reasons. I really need to thank him for gi