February 28, 2026

I sat in an a class premised on preparing for the SAT through playing Path of Exile. The desks felt a little too short. I looked around at all of the other students when I realized that I was way too old to be here. Apparently the class was for people who had somehow gotten admitted without ever having taken the test. Barely any PoE was played before the class was dismissed. I walked up to the professor to tell them that there was a mistake and that I wasn’t supposed to be here; I was already a senior. I told them that I planned to switch the course for another when they asked if I was sure that wouldn’t be too much. I supposed that I could just take one fewer course for my final year. My linguistics professor popped in to say hi. I didn’t know how to respond beyond saying hello back.

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I was in the garage when my friend arrived home and they offered everyone a small bag of popcorn. Coincidentally I already had a bag on me and they asked where I had gotten it from. They rambled on about how there were many places around town offering the exact brand. I told them I had received it from another classmate. The popcorn was seasoned with brown sugar.

I swiped through a bunch of clips on a tablet that were showcasing a sound director’s catalog of work.