That's the second dream I've had in which I went to school and realized that I had failed to finish my bio packet. Luckily, I somehow managed to not turn it in and stay out of trouble. Could these dreams be an omen? I'm not so crazy about these bad dreams. I suppose that makes me decently normal. Nonetheless, I do prefer the dreams in which I'm fighting off a werewolf with my lightsaber alongside Obiwan, or when I'm Spiderman, saving a Chinese girl from a gang. Those were the good times.
This summer has perhaps been the fastest to pass by in, say, a while. While I'm appalled that there are only fifteen days to finish reading my books and my calc packet, I'm anxious to get my schedule and see who I am to be imprisoned with for two hours at a time on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Stupid block schedule. Does the administration realize that, by putting the school on a ridiculous block schedule, they're screwing with a perfectly working system and turning it into Jello? Jello. What a strange conception.
I find myself uglier and uglier as the year progresses. I'm not sure why.