I received a complimentary fashion makeover from Amanda Bynes, who gave me the latest in trendy clothing. Apparently trendy clothing is 80’s wear (why does this stuff always come back?), with a homeless take. I was the epitome of fashioin, complete with skinny jeans, loose & baggy layered knit shirts and intentional rips & tears.

I suddenly realize that I have a problem on my hands, because there is no way they are going to let me into the highschool with a ginormous tear in my shirt exposing most of my back, regardless of how “cool” I look. I ask Amanda what to do about that, and she says usually she just throws on a sweater to mask the exposure.

I have approximately 5 minutes to wrack my closet in search of said sweater that my new fashion lineup came without, before I miss the bus to to first day of school.

I don’t do well under stress, so I decide that the first day of school isn’t actually all that important and it isn’t REALLY the first day of school because it’s only for a couple of hours, and I just found out about this little first-day orientation thing earlier in the day. So screw the first day of school, I’m staying home in all of my well-coutured glory.

And then I wake up with the most horrendous pounding headache, like the kind you get when you’ve been holding your breath for WAY too long, and all I can do is lay there for several minutes waiting for it to subside.

Do you ever have dreams where you’re back in highschool again? I hate those.

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