DISCLAIMER: The following story is
100% from a dream.
A few seconds into the dream, and I'm already freaked out. I wasn't even given the traditional fancy elegant dress, it was more a cocktail dress. O_o
But anyway, I was forced to wear it, and then go to school with it on. School and marriage are two words that should never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
WHAT. IN THE ACTUAL. HECK.
I WAS GOING TO MARRY ONE OF MY CLASSMATES.
So it's already crazy times 300 thousand, and I realize the teacher will partner us up. Literally. Partnering us. Eternally. In the name of love.
Yes, crazy time 300 thousand plus 1.5 million crazy plus the amount of crazy that comes up next.
The teacher tells us that some guys won't be paired up because they already know who in that class they want to marry.
LET ME REITERATE THIS.
CERTAIN GUYS IN THIS CLASS DO NOT NEED THE TEACHER'S HELP PARTNERING UP BECAUSE THEY ALREADY KNOW WHO THEY WANT TO PARTNER UP WITH.
YOU might spend the rest of your life with the person sitting next to you in class or work or the food court of a mall. And I find that amazingly scary.