I wake up at 4 am in a cold sweat. Am I freaked out about the Bar Exam that happens in 3 days? Nope. I've just had a nightmare about being back in law school (which I imagine will follow me for the rest of my life).
In my dream, I was back in the last month of my first year of law school and I, apparently, had not been to class since the first day of the semester (OK, it does sound like me...). But here's the twist: A classmate I bumped into around town told me there was a HUGE paper for Criminal Law class due that day. Of course I hadn't even heard about this paper, let alone written it. So what did I do? I asked my friend to drive me to the hospital so I could fake an illness and be excused from the paper.
The kicker? A good 9 hours later after all this nonsense, my friend tells me that it won't work because I had pulled this same trick on the same professor during the first semester. Damn my dreaming luck.
My mind is a brittle little guy.
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