Last night, as part of some dream sequence, I threw myself into my dresser and smashed my ear on the corner. I remember waking up in immense pain, realizing what I did and hoping that a chuck of my ear hadn't split in two. I wake up this morning, blood all over my hands and my injured ear. I have no idea what the dream was.

School began. Due to my, reluctantly, taking a year off from Hebrew, I am completely lost in the class beyond belief. I think I'm going to start the langugage sequence over again. German is working for me.