I acquired a withdraw without prejudice this semester due to a "preexisting condition of clinical depression with seasonal component". I will try again later. I will probably just take armor making next semester.
I had a very odd dream a few nights ago. In the dream, my mind was somehow transplanted back in time, into my body in about 1989. Of course I kept this to myself as well as possible. I had a few adventures at the house that I lived in, when I first moved in with my dad. Somehow a younger
dexander was there, talking business with someone I knew. I impulsively said "Oh hi Poindexter"(his last name). He didn't respond until later when I was alone. He asked "How do you know my name?" I responded with somehing like, "I am from the future." It was all very Doc Brown and Marty McFly.