Sing Out Day/Roller Coaster Day/International Goof Off Day
2005-03-22 @ 6:34 p.m.

Have decided to stop brooding over History because it's too late to do much except salvage a C grade. Reading lecture notes on crisis in the USSR, and wondering if I'll ever move on to European History. Economics today wasn't a total disaster, and Mathematics went pretty okay. (You only need 49/70 to get an A anyway.) Warwick and Cambridge have never seemed more unattainable. (Will they overlook an F for History if my English is damn good? Probably not. I'm not damn good yet anyway.) Funny though, Jennifer told me when we were walking back to class about how she had this dream last night, and everyone from our class was in it. It's just so weird that I've got to capture it here for posterity, and also for future reference. You'll see why in a moment. Basically, the three classrooms were reversed, which is really not an important detail, but the sort of trivia you can trot out if we ever talk about this in real life. We were having some sort of lesson with Mr Purvis, and then we all had to go for some sort of religious thing at the church just outside school. The most intriguing part is what she recalls me saying in the dream, something along the lines of wanting to study Psychology at Oxford. If it ever happens, I will remember to let her know, just to freak her out. Back to History for me. One more freaking day! Sigh...