But, to start this post off right, I decided to buy a shit-ton of nail polish from Icing on their sales rack and managed to make these beauties after listening to my entire catalog of Kottonmouth Kings:

Rasta nails, they are love, and kind of look like tye-dye up close.
But yeah, about College. I walked into English 102 expecting to find the professor from last quarter where I went to the wrong classroom. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. So now I'm 0 for 2, no hot professor I was looking so forward to teaching my English class, and I know absolutely no one. It was a decently awkward period to say the least, but I learned my new professor was once stranded on an island in Thailand. Pretty sweet if you ask me.
Next came Psychology, which again defied my expectations. I wasn't aware this class was going to be in a lecture room, so when I peeked my head inside and saw vast walls of nothingness and a periodic table stuck lazily on the far walls, I was more that surprised. I'm still kind of puzzled why it was even in the lecture room honestly. Our class doesn't even cover a half of the seats, and the majority of us just zone out in the back. I'm not too worried through, especially when my professor confessed that this class would be 'review' for anyone who has taken a Psychology class. Hopefully she'll make the class as enjoyable as my last Psych class, which I'm guessing will happen with two of my friends sitting next to me.
Finally, we've got Cardio Kickboxing, a class I drug my friend into just to avoid another awkward 50 minutes. This I'm actually excited for, because our instructor has a martial arts background. I was expecting a shadowboxing class, like kickboxing for old ladies. But now I'm alerted that we're going to be using sparing equipment, and that this class will actually be far less 'cardio' and far more 'standard kickboxing'. I'm ready to kick someone in the head the quarter, no joke.
So, I'm pretty satisfied with my Winter class choices! In other College news, I submitted my transcripts to Boise State. I'm one step closer to graduation, and shipping off to Idaho. I don't know if I'm more scared or excited for that fact, but time will tell.
By the way, that damn dream I had with Johnny Richter has prompted me to attempt the art of Lucid Dreaming. So far, it hasn't worked. I'm thinking about doing the 'mental que' method to start out which is preformed by setting an alarm for every hour, on the hour; when the alarm goes off, you preform a reality check (For example, I would try to push my hand through a solid object). Apparently, if you get into the habit, you'll even start doing reality checks in your dreams when you hear the alarm; this will allow you to lucid dream with practice. I'll keep updates here on my progress once I start.
P.S. If someone can get me hooked up with a job at Spencer's, that'd be awesome. I need a referral, even though they claim to not be hiring. I'm honestly really interested in working there.
reminding yourself before you go to sleep to look for your hands in your dreams was a technique that worked for me
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Thank you! That sounds like a good idea. I'll have to try that out as well.
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