Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Dreaming. . .

So the other night I had THE DREAM. The dream that everyone dreads, I had it and could not wake myself up from it. Can you guess which one it was?

I was back in school. It was finals time, and I had not studied. Not only had I not studied, I had not gone to a single class in one case and was just going to have to take my F. It was horrifying. I finally woke up, reminded myself that I was done with school, and I tried to go back to sleep, only to end up in the same dream.

What? What? Why can I never do that with fun dreams?

I had a roommate who lived this dream. She was an airhead. A nice airhead, but an airhead nonetheless. But apparently she was book smart and tested well because she ended up in Georgetown Law. One semester we were taking Tax Law together at the same time, but I was at George Mason Law. And I went to class. And I studied. One Sunday before finals we were walking into church and she admitted that she had not been to class since the beginning of the semester because it was boring, and she was not prepared for her Tax Law final. Is it a very hard subject, she asked? Um, yes. . . yes, it is.

Well, I guess it's better to dream it than to live it.

1 comment:

Sylvia said...

At least it's better than the naked at school dream...haven't had that one in years. Great...probably jinxed myself into having it tonight :)