O hai, this is just my dream journal, I suppose. The feel and such all seems so much better than Microsoft Word, so I have to thank you for that, DreamViews.
"How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's laugh" Henry Louis Mencken I have an important project that I will be presenting at my school, and it's not done yet, even though it's due relatively soon. It's a Powerpoint presentation. I think that this is enough background information. I was in the south-east wing of my school, almost ready to do my project, when I noticed that I didn't even finish it. I'm so silly sometimes. I went to the east wing to go to the computer room and finish the project. Time skip and I finish. I didn't notice the skip. I need to take not of when this happens in real life. Wait... I headed back to the south-east wing, almost went into the classroom to present, when I walked away because I had to urinate. I was walking back towards the east wing when that loathsome female gym teacher stopped me and asked for my pass. So I took my universal hall pass out of my wallet (the good kids like me get those sort of things) and showed it to her. She asked if I had a normal one, and I said no. So she just met me on my way. Whatever. I went to the bathroom and was appalled to see how filthy it was! Just kidding, it's like that in real life. Fine, it was a little bit more dirty in my dream, but whatever. All the urinals were taken, but thankfully there was an open stall. I dropped my messenger bag (IRL, my messenger bag was broken and I had been using a backpack. I should have noticed this) and peed, but kept seeing a cockroach out of the corner of my eye. When I finished, I found the roach under my bag, so I kicked it away. I began frantically trying to stomp it to death, but it kept slipping from under my shoe. Eventually I went into my fear-of-bugs panic mode, so I put my hood over my head and packed up my bag. Then I awoke. JESUS CHRIST WHY WON'T YOU DIEEEEE????