Dream 2

Okay, so today I took the SAT. We'll see how that pans out, but that's all you need to know for the dream.

So in the dream, I was writing the SAT. Well sort of. It was half music class, half SAT. So Mr. Rice and Ms. Gassi were administrating it. But first they showed us this clip show, akin to the one they showed at music banquet. And they were talking to us about money, and how it was their last year, but they really wanted to get money for the music department before they left. So they kind of talked about how we gave a music fee of $20 at the beginning of the year and then introduced the "Farewell Fee", which was $10. People were pissed, to say the least?

Then I dunno wtf I was doing, I think I was cutting lettuce for MIA BBQ, but I was cutting it from underneath. Long story short, I sliced off my third finger. And it didn't hurt or anything. Just...it was sliced off my hand. For the first day, I just went around without it. Then the next day, I bandaged it to my hand. Finally, I told my parents and we went to my eye doctor. He said it would cost $2000 for the surgery to reattach it. I was like "Hey, 2000, not bad." But my parents were like "WTF 2000$?! NO WAY! YOU DON'T NEED THAT FINGER!"

...Yah and that's my dream.

(Don't worry, my parents would pay for it!! ;D)