Nightmare

Ever since I started college I've had a reoccurring nightmare, which is always at the top of the realistic dreams list.

I'm back in high school and in my senior year. Standing at the bus I'm extremely nervous because it's my first day back in many months. I hadn't been in school for a while because of a sickness and I was home schooled for that period. The bus arrives and I step through the narrow doorway. While on the bus I'm trying to remember all the thing that I need to do in order to be ready for school. Books, blazer, tie... Oh shit, I forgot my tie and blazer. I'm totally out of rhythm for getting ready for school.

Awesome, my bus is late. My home room teacher won't care that it's not my fault. They never give a shit what the reason is. You were suppose to be in homeroom at 8:10AM, and that's that.

Now I'm scrambling around the hallways desperate to find someone that I can borrow a jacket and tie from. Well, maybe I have one in my locker. I get to my locker... Oh fuckers. It's been 6 months and I have no idea what my locker combo is. I guess I'll have to go to the devil incarnate. I mean, the head of student affairs. He has a book of locker combos. I hope homeroom doesn't end soon.

I find Br. Damien and he tells me my locker combo, of course not without grilling me about my not being in homeroom. I start power walking back to my locker while praying to God that I have a tie and jacket in it. 31 right, 11 left, 36 right.... No jacket or tie. Cool deal. **RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING** Mother fuckers homeroom had ended and I have 3 minutes to get a jacket, tie and get to class. I start asking everyone passing me on their way to class for a jacket or tie. Finally I find a jacket too small of me and a tie that's too long. Okay time to get to class. Wait a second... What class is that?

Uggggggggh. I never received my schedule in homeroom and now I don't know where to go. Maybe the main office will be able to print one out for me. I rush over to the main office and ask for a copy of my schedule. They look at me like I'm crazy but do it anyway. I find out that I'm suppose to be in Pre-Calc for 1st period on "A" days. I really hope this is an "A" day.

I walk into the class and somehow manage to slide into my desk undetected by the teacher. It doesn't even matter though cause I've undoubtedly been marked absent and will have to go meet Br. Damien again and receive detention. Hmmm, why is the teacher attempting to teach Earth Science, and failing at doing so... I ask the person next to me what "day" it is and he tells me that it's a "C." Why, why, why, why, why... WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!!!!!! I pull the crumpled schedule from my bag to see what freaking class I'm suppose to be in. Phys. Ed. You've got to be kidding me. I have no sneakers, shorts, tee shirt and obviously no support strap, which are required for unknown reasons. They tell us that we have to wear it in case we get hit in the nuts, but lets be honest, it going to kill no matter what.

I leave the class and get on my way to gym...

The dream fades out with the impression that all of this happens again and again over the next couple of days.

I'm freaking out that I'm not going to pass my classes and I'm not going to graduate. I'm going to have to spend another year of torture at this place. Why didn't I just go to the public high school. Ugh, I'm waking up now I have to go to school. This sucks I just want to graduate. Wait, where am I? This isn't my room at home. I'm in college? If I'm in college then I graduated high school... OMG I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL!!!!! IT REALLY IS ALL OVER!!!! THANK GODDDD