"Oh crap, I forgot I was taking a fifth class this semester! I haven't been attending lectures or even recitations. And now there's a quiz? No, I'm gonna fail! :("
It always takes a moment after I wake up to reassure myself that this was all just a dream...
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like, you get emails and shit from professors all the time
besides, it's a dream, it follows feelings rather than logic
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Like often in dreams my classmates will be completely the wrong people, but it still feels real at the time.
it was the science with the fewest practicals, and when there were it was some boring thing like measuring plants or something gross like dissecting kidneys
Needless to say, it's kind of a sore subject right now. The salt is real.
It was, in a word, harrowing news.