Last night I had a dream.
In my dream, it was a Friday afternoon, supposedly sometime late Fall 2013 semester.
In my dream, my Plan was due to be mailed on Monday.
In my dream, I had not even begun to do my critical essay.
In my dream, I had decided to add a dance component to my literature and writing Plan.
In my dream, I had only completed half of my novella.
In my dream, no one understood why any of this was a problem and various professors encouraged me to just stay up for 72 hours and get to work.
I woke up FREAKING OUT.
It's two days before my Senior 1 semester, and this is what I'm dreaming about.
Thank you, brain.
In my dream, it was a Friday afternoon, supposedly sometime late Fall 2013 semester.
In my dream, my Plan was due to be mailed on Monday.
In my dream, I had not even begun to do my critical essay.
In my dream, I had decided to add a dance component to my literature and writing Plan.
In my dream, I had only completed half of my novella.
In my dream, no one understood why any of this was a problem and various professors encouraged me to just stay up for 72 hours and get to work.
I woke up FREAKING OUT.
It's two days before my Senior 1 semester, and this is what I'm dreaming about.
Thank you, brain.
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