...We're goin' Down Down *his a fiz a ve vov*
I thought that the title was what the lyrics of "Sugar We're Going Down" sounded like for the longest time (I still think it sounds better my way...).
I had a crazy trippy dream that I'd like to share, it's pretty short. I was at school and it was a the new school year, maybe second day. Mary told me that class was gonna start very soon so she was going to class, and I got worried because I didn't know where (or what) my classes were. But Mary left and I was worried because I had somehow missed class the first day, I had been there but not really, so I didn't know where they were, what they were about, or what the assignments were...BUT I COULD BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THEM!!! So I knew I'd be yelled at for not having the homework and for being late and not knowing anything about the subject matter of the class. I thought I should go to the office and ask for my schedule, but then I'd have to go to class and get yelled at, and I'd be that much later because I was at the intersection of the language hall and the history/english hall on the top floor. And to top it all off during the summer they had reconstructed the school so it was like 2-5 feet bigger in every direction...odd yes but it made the school look huge and made me have to travel 2-5 feet more to get to the office and to get back. Then Alex and Stephanie came up to me and told me I had to go to the office and get my schedule, so they each grabbed an arm and were pulling me to the office, and I was saying "NO, I don't want to go to the office and get my schedule...NOOOOO!"
The End
I had a crazy trippy dream that I'd like to share, it's pretty short. I was at school and it was a the new school year, maybe second day. Mary told me that class was gonna start very soon so she was going to class, and I got worried because I didn't know where (or what) my classes were. But Mary left and I was worried because I had somehow missed class the first day, I had been there but not really, so I didn't know where they were, what they were about, or what the assignments were...BUT I COULD BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THEM!!! So I knew I'd be yelled at for not having the homework and for being late and not knowing anything about the subject matter of the class. I thought I should go to the office and ask for my schedule, but then I'd have to go to class and get yelled at, and I'd be that much later because I was at the intersection of the language hall and the history/english hall on the top floor. And to top it all off during the summer they had reconstructed the school so it was like 2-5 feet bigger in every direction...odd yes but it made the school look huge and made me have to travel 2-5 feet more to get to the office and to get back. Then Alex and Stephanie came up to me and told me I had to go to the office and get my schedule, so they each grabbed an arm and were pulling me to the office, and I was saying "NO, I don't want to go to the office and get my schedule...NOOOOO!"
The End