The Dream

Somehow its back to 1998-- and I am still in High School. I am wandering the halls of OHS looking for the math class that I am failing, and if I don't find it, I won't graduate. Life is over if you don't graduate high school, because its not like you can go back next year and try again. How much homework do I have to do in order to get caught up? Is it possible? Will my teacher accept late work? How did I let it get to this point. I don't fail, I can't fail...but I AM failing and I still can't find the classroom!!

Okay-- so this is the dream I have had repetedly---every night--- for the past 3 months. You would think that at some point my brain would recognize that it is the same dream from last night and the night before, and the night before... thankfully at some point I wake up enough to realize where I am... and that I did graduate.

.....I hate math.