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But I Finished It, AKA, I Shouldn't Fail This!

Thursday, September 11 2008

Very vague by now and I've forgotten large sections. The main part of the dream involved me being in some sort of school class, apparently taking a final exam of some sort. It was an essay/written test, for certain; I feel it was a final because it seemed quite important and I felt my commitment here would be done once this was over. The class might have resembled one from my high school, maybe like my old Algebra 1 class, with white walls and such, but it seemed dim like some or all of the ligh

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I Feel Orgasmic, So Orgasmic!

Tuesday, September 17 1996

I can't remember this dream very well. We (Ma and I?) were talking about either the skeleton test I had (see "Your Typical Family Outing") or about breasts--I don't know WHAT we were talking about. ^_^; I think I was describing my feelings about the test, and I used the word "orgasmic," or something; it was really weird, as I said I don't remember that one too well! This dream might have been related to/part of "Which Cashew For You?"

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Your Typical Family Outing

Tuesday, September 17 1996

I don't remember this very well. Ma and I were shopping at Wal-Mart, and I think I got some ice cream and we got in line. Ma got some kind of video and they were doing a price check on it because they didn't know what the price was. This guy started talking to the cashier. I have written down "about he and other should talk." I don't know what that means exactly. :/ Maybe he was talking about how they should talk together sometime? Anyway, this conversation was holding up the line and I was gett

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Art Partners

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Sunday, August 25 1996

I was in what was supposed to be art class. It was like Mrs. Caldwell's and Miss Coon's room in elementary school, kind of. I think it was art class because we were supposed to be sculpting or something, and Ms. Kolaski (high school art teacher) was the teacher. We were getting papers back; we had worked on them with a partner, thus weren't supposed to keep the papers to ourselves; we were supposed to show the grade to the partner too. I think Michelle T. (an old friend) was besid

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