*more awake now, she thinks...*

Uhhh, I had this WEIRD dream this morning. Until just now, I think my brain was still thinking it was real. Oh man. Paranoia does not help.

So, apparently there's this lady on the phone with the mama. Some important thing having to do with school and my school money. And all you should have a JOB during the school year, and you're a TERRIBLE person because you DON'T. Pffft, and me being me took the phone and bitched out the lady about my five classes this semester, and fuck her, because I CAN'T get a job while in Rome since my Italian just isn't that fucking proficient, and REAL Italians would laugh at me.

...she had some snappy, bureaucratic comeback which forced me to hand the phone back to mama who is not a bitch like me. ...usually, anyways. Then I think I woke up, and I don't think this whatever the hell this was really left my mind. Noooow, I'm all paranoid. Lovely. *goes to crawl in a hole and finish her applications*

EDIT: YES! One of my teachers sent in the recommendation. Thank god. Now, just waiting on my last Italian teacher. *sigh of relief*