I'm exhausted from having horrible nightmares

I'm so dizzy and tired, and I went to one of my classes. I even wore the same outfit I wore yesterday, hahah. The only exciting thing was watching the old man in our class, who called himself a boomer, screaming at all the students. Stating that he grew up during a time when bell-bottoms were a form of protest, and people were being persecuted for it. And that the county was more divided then, and that we have it much easier now. I thought he was about to stroke out. I wanted to start laughing.

In a few hours, I have a three hour class, which I dislike for apparent reasons, and the fact that we do in class group work and a quiz means that if I miss class, it'll negatively impact my grade.