1.
- I'm studying for a physics exam being run by a teacher who I know is out to get me.
- Too much time passes and I realize that I'm 5 minutes late and haven't left the house, so I run outside and around the block, and then shoot off into the sky to fly to school, because that's what you do when you're running late to school.
- I arrive in class just in time to get tipped off about something by the girl sitting next to me.
- The teacher hands the exam out, and it's 67 pages long. I only have an hour and a half, and for some stupid reason the multiple choice questions are on the first several pages but the spots to write your answers a bunch of pages later. There's a second identical test booklet for scratch work.
- A half hour of class has passed and I've only completed several pages on the second test booklet, planning to transfer my answers over to the primary one. I get informed by the teacher that if I don't have an answer for every question on the primary test booklet by the end of the exam, I will get a 0.
- I start coloring in random pictures into the answer spaces in the primary test booklet to make up for time.
This dream just feels like a rehash of all of the unprepared exam dreams I've had over the years. Why am I still so paranoid about school. -_-
2.
I'm watching the election coverage from a second floor classroom. Obama shocks the world by coming out and kissing Biden on the lips.
3.
At a dinner gathering.
Nate: Hey, do you want to hang out with me, Slam, and Finny?
Me: Who's Finny?
Nate: Phineas Gage. He's a bit before your time.
4. Too many things I don't remember, except:
- I somehow accidentally (or was it?) ditch my parents in Las Vegas for one night, and wind up having to figure out how to get back there from socal before midnight in spite of the fact that all available flights at the airport are either leaving in one minute or fully booked already.
- I get aid "from above" in the form of the mother of a old classmate who happens to work at the airport.
- I arrive at the hotel I left them in (...how did I leave in the first place?) and accidentally enter someone else's room. Although it looks empty until I notice the person is sleeping in a sleeping bag behind the bed.
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