VarrhenSpecter

I'm sitting here in my child development class. In reality, today is my first day back from break after a two week period. The classroom is set out a little bit differently than the real one. I was seated right next to the teachers desk along with a few other students. We're waiting for an instructor, a visitor, to come in to the classroom.

I was just about to give a class presentation, but something occurred. The visitor came in a bit later. Upon arriving, they didn't even apologize for their inconvenience. I didn't like her too well. I also do remember a purple blanket and using Blender to texture its body to come out with good results.

The next thing that came up was something a little better. I was now seated next to the classroom exit door, watching what the outside looked like. I noticed I was back at Fairfax Elementary. I always picture the same exact scene whenever I dream of this school. It's my happy place. The only down side was seeing Quynh in this school. She already messed up my views of high school, I was going to let her mess up this one.

There were a couple of children outside walking in a single line towards the assembly room towards the back of the school. I couldn't tell much from their faces but the innocence in them, or at least I hope they were innocent. I'm sort of having no motivation in being a teacher's aide or teacher in this type of criteria but, every time I see children in my dreams in a school like this, I sort of don't want to let this type of career go, despite my difficulties towards speaking in class with other students. I'm not sure what will happen.

This next part was strange. I was playing Hitman Absolution but at the same time, I felt that it was real. I had to make sure I wasn't caught in the act of sneaking through an enemies' residence. This scene reminds me of the Run for Your Life mission. I had so many things to interact with such as stoves, knives, cookies, and buttons.

I slowly made my way through the kitchen. Each room that I passed by had an enemy torturing someone or something else. I didn't pay too much attention to them. At times I thought it'd be cool to sabotage a stove to make gas spread out in the air but I never did.