Dream a Little Dream (and wake up screaming)

My paper is due any minute now and my partner has already given me his part of the assignment. He's counting on me to add my 'two cents' worth, aka, 10 pages of double spaced typed essay about an assignment that I didn't read up on. I'm NEVER like this. I always get my homework done. Granted, I'm a master of procrastination, but I have to finish up this paper, and do a power point presentation on it. I need a diversion.

I figure I'll have some time later before class to whip it out. I work well under pressure anyway and I can bullshit my way out of a lot of stuff. Yes, even a ten page essay. Mr. B, my CEO is yelling that the car is about to leave and we gotta go, NOW. I ran downstairs and all my other classmates are already in the car. This car is crazy! It's a long purple angry looking limo with red flames emblazoned on the side. It look more like the Addams Family car.

At the driver's seat of this beast is my CEO. "What the hell is HE doing driving this thing? He's wrecked so many cars already...who would give him the keys to anything but a Vespa?"

Demon car, but then again, look who's driving.

I climbed into the car and we took off for the school....I'm trying to get something accomplished on the way. Hard to balance a laptop and a bunch of papers in a bouncy limo with Mr. B driving. We get there and as everyone is setting up their laptops for their presentations. Where the hell is my partner? He just hands me his stuff and expects me to do the rest? @sshole. I'll bet he's ooh and ahhing over some Christmas decorations that are being put up in the lobby.

It's nobody's fault but my own. I hung out with my friends all weekend and put this off. Now I'm in trouble. I tried to wiggle around information in a powerpoint that I had done before to use for THIS presentation. I know I won't be fooling anyone in class, but the professor hasn't seen it right? So it'll be new to him.

The scene rewinds over and over. I never get to the point of actually turning in a paper (but I did find out that the presentation was not required). Just the stress involved leading up to it. I wake up in a cold sweat each time. By the time 9am comes along, I'm exhausted despite the series of cat naps I'd taken all night long.

What a sense of relief! I have no paper to turn in...I have no partner, and I'm not working on an essay. Even in my dreams I can't get away from school...or work. (CEO should NOT be driving...not even in my dreams)

I told Michael about it as soon as I woke up. I always think dreams have an interpretation and I asked him "What do you think my dream means?"

"It means you were asleep, Vixen."

Thank you Captain Obvious.