  I have a recurring dream about my front teeth rotting and falling out. It's really disturbing. I had it last night and woke up terrified. I had night terrors until I was twelve, and I felt like I was going to have one again. It is the worst feeling ever. I would lie in my bed, paralyzed with fear over absolutely nothing. I was just so scared. I would cry uncontrollably and wouldn't be able to lie down in my bed, afraid whatever-It-was was going to get me. It's no way for a kid to live. I discovered that the family computer burns CDs in two minutes, while the office computer takes over thirty. I wish I would have found this out sooner, but isn't that the way it always goes? Winter Break in four days.
I am going to cry, I'll be so happy. I plan on doing massive amounts of the following: A. Listening to Bright Eyes B. Listening to Rilo Kiley C. Listening to music in general D. Reading either The Great Gatsby or Death of a Salesman (subject to change) For now, I will burn more CDs for people who are worthy of listening to something this beautiful. Affectionately... Anna 
