This morning, I woke up with a clear memory of my last dream.
it was the most linear dream I've had in a while. For the longest time, all I was doing was shopping in the same store, day after day, looking for the same thing, something great and cool.
possibly in reference to my life? heh, I don't know.
and that dream suddenly changed to me going to school, not sure what school. But I ended up in a class much like the one I had in the sixth grade (bad grade for me), only I was an adult.. I think.
and Samm Vanwort was with me. but I never actually saw her in the dream I just know she was there, because of a reference made by Angus, who was a helper or something like that.
Anyway, I ended up sitting where I sat in the sixth grade, in a group of four desks...
wait, no... It was math class in grade nine... or was it?
shit, everything is blurred together.
But I remember hearing about the way Samm did things, and typical she was... by ANGUS.. it was odd. He was a teacher. and he was reading strange things from a piece of paper (an assignment?), things like
Through three to three (heh)
Problems, my tonight is solved(heh)
it was... fucked up.

I remember looking up at angus, who was standing, and him catching my eye... and for once, I didn't feel a burn in my eyes.

it was a strange morning.

stupid fucking drivers test.