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[tamakun]

This Quetch had another strange dream.

I was in an auditorium, taking a class (at George Brown, maybe?) and at the end of the class, I heard the teacher call me out, stating that my previous class had been nullified. I can't remember exactly the terminology that she gave, but I remember going to look at my class status and that it had changed from "active" to "bored" like a mood setting.

Thing was, apparently I was found cutting down a tree and that disqualified me from attending class, and it apparently also killed me, as that was the reason that they wouldn't acknowledge the previous class I had taken.

You know, I hardly remember my dreams, but when I do, I have absolutely no idea what they mean. Being a Power Ranger (the red one, whose name also happened to be Jason) and my uncle riding a giant lawnmower over a golf course, people sitting around and making up suggestive sexual terms like "putting the coat on the detective", what the hell, brain?

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[dotter-can.livejournal.com]

You don't like what you're studying and you want to quit?

[tamakun.livejournal.com]

But of all the things I'm studying, it's "How to Start a Restaurant", one of the few courses I'm genuinely interested in.

Maybe it says more about my current work than my hopeful business future. I did work 24 hours of overtime this past weekend, and I was exhausted.