Trial and Error

(from a few nights ago. My mind can not handle the idea of not having work, or homework....)

I wake up and realize that I forgot I was a tutor for 3 weeks and have not been going to work. (new job stress?) No one has tried to contact me, no one has notified me, it must be a test of my dedication...
After a bunch of panicking I decide to go anyway and face whatever consequences their might be. I go and end up sitting in the back of the class and suffering through a horrible class. The kids are obnoxious, and someone I knew in high school Kevin C. is there making as much noise as he did in high school - _ - ug!

I control my emotions and as the class is leaving I say good bye and grab my stuff to go. The teacher who is a teacher I had last quarter Marc S. stops me and says "wait, we still need to paint!" I realize the room is unpainted wood, drywall and other materials. I run to get paint and a roller and find one in what looks like a large storage facility within the same building. I grab the roller and roll it throughly through the white paint in the paint tray. I lift it out and hold my hand under neath to keep it from dripping on the floor and quickly make my way back to the class room. I pick a wall to start on, and begin painting it. But the painter in the roller does not even have enough paint to make one go from the roof to the floor. I am astounded. I know full well how much of the wall it should have covered (too much time as a maintenance worker irl). I also realized that I should have brought the paint with me. (stress dream or no, these things are a given XD lol)

I go back to get it and run into someone I know Angela A. There are suddenly people making chocolate on a conveyer belt of some kind in the storage facility. She says "uh, chocolate! It is so bad for you." I turn to her and say "Except for you know, the bitter, actually healthy chocolate with not added sugars and stuff." She takes a moment to ponder the thought and then says in an extremely snobby way "mmmm...no! Chocolate is bad for you, if you read the nutrition info on the back you would know that." I go awol on her saying that she can be a douche all she wants but there is chocolate that IS healthy for you. She says "whatever" and walks away. I get the paint and bring it to the class.

I work until "class" is over, and decide to get further into the project during my maintenance shift. I go (dressed in cliche painting clothes) and get much further. It was like painting during a painting shift was somehow more effective. The teacher sees me and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I am continuing painting since I work here and all. He takes the roller from me and says that he now needs to re-do it. I am confused why painting at a different time makes the paint job somehow inadequate. He starts painting when I wake up.

irl: I am nearing the end of two weeks of break from work and school, I have not had a break in a long time, my mind can't handle it.

The dream starts with me realizing that I am not done with an assignment for a class. (SO original!) I wake up when at 8am, when then class starts and I start to finish up my assignment. It is a drawing of my roommates dog pidu, with some kind of writing on a separate page that I have to attach with string. Someone asks me if when I go to copy mine if I could copy theirs also. I realize the persons picture is much larger then mind and I realize that I did mine the wrong size. I decide that it will just have to be awesome enough for the size difference to be over looked. I spend some time adding shading and fine details to the piece and then go to make copies.

I open up the scanner and start on what now is a large stack of my classmates work to go through. It is slow but I get through it all and put it in a box. I pick up the box, and suddenly my entire dream becomes an 8-bit over view of me continuing the action. (Much like Zelda: Minish Cap that I have been playing rather non-stop ) I go to set the box on a table and accidentally throw it against the wall and it shatters. (a common occurrence for me irl in zelda games).

I now have no idea how I am going to explain to the teacher that I am two hours late, but also have no homework, or anyone else's homework. I freak out for awhile and then go to class. It turns out that the morning class I had was a different class, so at least I would be on time for the class I had no homework for.