this morning i awoke from a bizarre dream. i was at Normandale and was headed to class when a girl stopped me and reminded me that i had to attend a class i thought i had dropped, but was still enrolled in. i was not prepared in the slightest for the material and was freaking out. she led me down a hall way and into a room that was like an auditorium, only really huge with little pockets or pods of seating around monitors.  we sat down in a more central area that also had a view of the stage only to move to one of the side pockets.  when we got to this side pocket i realized that i had left my notebook and pens in the other area, i watched as the people who had replaced us tossed them over their shoulder.  when the class began, i quickly realized that the professor was sitting in our side pocket lecturing directly in front of us and not on the “auditorium” stage. by this point i am losing my mind, i look down to grab my bag so i can duck out and my bag is nowhere to be found. and then i woke up.

i’m not an expert in dreams, but i’d say that i’m feeling a bit unprepared… hahaha damn you francais!!