i had a dream

i dreamt that my 'real' programming instructor came back from india, where he has been these past 6 weeks, burying his father. i dreamt that the substitute would not be here today. honest to betsy! that's my story. and ... so i mosey into school today, and who do i see, sitting in his desk? my 'real' programming instructor. in the flesh. i had no idea when he would return. or that yesterday was going to be the last time i ever see that other dude. no clue.

*can we please play the spooky twilight zone muzik?*

i seriously think i am mildly psychic or somethin. maybe most of youse think that's bull crap. i'm not so sure. i think the paranormal exists. in some form. this sort of stuff happens to me a lot. too much for coincidence to take full responsibility.

i have some things rattling around in my head ... heart.