Check it out: You know those dreams you have sometimes where you go to school and you have to take a test you haven't studied for?

Come on, you know you've had them. You're an overachiever-nerd-type just like me. Other people have stress dreams about being chased by sharks or murderers. But us? We have stress dreams about being unprepared for school. Don't even try to say you don't.

Anyway, last night I had a variation of that dream, and I think it means I'm making intense strides in my life. Either that, or I ate dinner too late. You decide.

So the dream started out the usual way. I walk into class and sit down. It's a math class, natch. There are equations written all over the board. I break out in a sweat, realizing I have not studied.

And here's where everything changed.

I stood up and refused to take the test. I walked over to the teacher's desk and put my pencil down on his desk. "Excuse me," I said, all authoritatively. "I am not going to take this test."

"Why?" He asked.

"Because I happen to know I will never need to use this stuff in my adult life. I can add, subtract and do long division, and I can use a calculator for that if I need to. But this stuff? No. I won't need it."

And then I walked out.

Aren't you proud of me?

Come to think of it, I think there's a movie with this exact scene in it. But whatever. I'm proud of my dream self.