Nightmare on Prembry-Ville

So, yeah -- I had the weirdest dream. Can't remember how the dream had started but it was just PLAIN weird.

I remembered that I was in class (I think it had something to do with an General Elective, `cuz we were studying about mainstream magazine or something like that), our teacher was sweet and all. But every time when our class ended, the next class' prof. would come on the dot and kick us out. Like, literally KICK US OUT. So, rude.

So, there was this one time where I packing my stuff up...and there I saw, Mr. Smith (my CCC's math teacher). Apparently in my dream, he was working for the school's library and I was in trouble with them. Apparently, I had borrowed some DVD set 2 years ago and the set was missing discs. I looked at Mr. Smith and told him that I had nothing to do with the missing discs. The DVD set was borrowed so many times after I had used it, therefore, it can not be my fault. He agreed with me and ran through some of the names of the borrowers. There was a Carolina and some other name that he had mentioned...both students were past courses students (which was at least 2 years ago). Surprisingly, Mr. Smith was just as carefree and unpredictable like I remembered. Maybe that's because he was in my dreams and that's how I always perceive him to be.

So, I was going to our next class with DQ and we had this test that we all FEARED. Guess who the teacher was, B. Pembry!! I KNOW!! Teaching what?? Not ACCPAC, but Accounting. Ugh...so when I arrived to the class, DQ found her seat (not next to me)...then I finally found an empty seat. But soon, I realized that I left my pencilcase in my napsack, which is in my locker. Isn't that smart!! So, I left the room (without asking to leave) and went to my locker and that is where the dream had ended.