I hate and love these dreams

I hate dreams where I have a boyfriend, because when I wake up I'm single again.
These dreams pop-up every so often, usually when I've just met a new male or have been talking to one I hadn't talked to in awhile. I don't read anything into them anymore, just a happy little dream that makes me go "damn >.< " when I wake up in the morning.

Alright, emo statement aside I'm actually doing well.

Only had two nasty headaches with this past period, which is an improvement to last month's 8.
My size 14w are getting a little loose.
My hair cut is still adorable.

Online classes are so-so. Getting a B+ in history and a C something or other in my drawing class.
My advice to anyone out there is to not take anatomy drawing classes online.

Mom had hernia surgery a few weeks ago. She's depressed that she doesn't have a flat washboard stomach. The hernia was keeping the skin around her stomach tight, and she was hoping once it was gone she'd get rid of her pudge. She was very disappointed to find she not only had pudge, but very jiggly pudge. She will cope, I think.

That is all I can think of at the moment.