Nerdy Nightmare

Last night I had a nightmare, a recurring nightmare that has plagued me for years. This is how it goes. I find myself in my high school building, several familiar faces and classrooms. But I realize as I'm sitting in the class and listening, that I've somehow forgotten to do my homework. Then the course ends and I begin looking for my next course, but I realize that I don't even know my course schedule. So I begin wandering from classroom to classroom trying to find my class while the clock ticks down. Soon, I'm running through the halls of my high school frantically worried that I'm missing a critical lecture and forgetting more homework assignments.

I run faster and faster and until finally I wake up and the concerns of missed lectures and forgotten homeworks fade away.

Nerdy, I know.

nightmare.

Have you ever taken an exam where halfway through you want to tear it up and run out of the room?

Yah, that was me 30 mins ago. I think I was just schooled by an exam. Hardcore. Like to the point that every question could have been written in another language...

It's moments like these that I'm so thankful for God. I know I gave tried my best and he's got me covered, even if I fail this course.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make your paths straight. " - Prov 3:5-6

I'll never grow up

Last night I had the most frightening nightmare. No, it didn't involve the bogeyman or me going to school naked... it was much worse. Last night I dreamed that I was bald: friar-like hair, peeling head and everything. My nightmare is just another confirmation of a fear that I've realized since I've begun working in DC... I'm growing up. Here are the telling but unfortunate signs:

1. Late night activities. Throughout the week they are nearly non-existent. Everyday I come home exhausted from work and then spend 4-5 hours vegging and watching tv with my roommates. The highlight of my night is my evening run.
2. Business cards. As a child I was an avid basketball card collector. I would buy, sell, and trade cards of all different athletes. Now business cards are my new passion. In only 2 weeks I've amassed an impressive collection of business cards of all styles and colors; the envy of any resident DC'er.
3. Handkerchief. Yah, I carry a handkerchief around now.
4. Washington Post. I can't seem to make it through the day without reading the paper.

As I continue to age, I appreciate my life as a student more and more. It makes me seriously consider becoming a professor and spending my entire life in school (this of course, would make my mother thrilled). Regardless, I hope that I'll enjoy each and every day of my life now.

I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me, Not I, Not me! So there!
Never gonna be a man, I won't!
...
'Cause growing up is awfuller
Than all the awful things that ever were.
I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up,
-Peter Pan