so, if you didn't know, school is over for me for the year now. anyway, this really awesome teacher, i don't wanna say her name so let's call her miss brown, is leaving the school to move to Ireland. anyway, I had a dream where there was still two weeks of school left, but instead of being at the school i'm at now, i was at my old school, with all my friends from that school there, and we had to make some sort of stuffed animal for my teacher (if you know me irl the ones we had to make in home ec) and she would keep them and take them to Ireland with her. somehow two weeks passed and Miss Brown left (I was about to type her real name lmao) and it was like i went through that grieving all over again. I woke up, thinking i was going to school to see her, but it's the school holidays now :'))