my dream

Well, the confused monkey inspired me to write my rather odd dream, which I had nearly forgotten before I read about his dream.

We were all at school, and we were turning in our science papers. The wierd thing was, it wasn’t this year’s science teacher, and it wasn’t in the high school science room where I have class. It was my 8th grade science teacher and a classroom from my jr. high, but it wasn’t HIS classroom, either. And it was in the high school, though it didn’t look a bit like my school.

Ok, so we’re turning in our papers, and some kid has a question about a format or something, so I’m like, wait, I think my sister’s paper is stored in here. So I go to this corner thingy (not too clear on this part) and whip out her english paper from 10th grade. (which doesn’t actually exist) It was about Edgar Allen Poe. Yeah THAT relates to science, right?? So I’m looking at her format for the works cited page and it’s all wrong, but I look at the comments her 10th grade english teacher wrote, and it was praising her or something.

WHATEVER.

So finally it’s time for band. For some reason my clarinet was already out, but it was in my band locker which was unlocked. By out, I mean it was not in its case – it was put together. So we all started singing this song which i do not remember at all, but we didn’t sit down for band. We went back outside, and then realized the people in the band were some people in college, and that we weren’t having band today. THis thoroughly confused all of us, but then we noticed that there was a student teacher with my band director that was in charge.

So all us “band people” started down the hallway (all singing this song, but in turn, like a few words per person) and some people from the musical were there too. We all walked toward the student center so that we could eat or something. When we got there we just walked past the guards (which, I know sounds like a dream, but we actually HAVE security guards all over our school, so that part is real) but for some reason one of my friends had her arm around me, and I was just like, ok, get off. I’m not a lesbian and you’re not my best friend. It was just really strange.

For some reason I skipped a part and ended up outside walking home. This, too, was not dream-like, because I really do walk home from school – my house is close enough. So I walk home, and I’m thinking there were people with me, most of whom I eventually kicked out of my house. I went upstairs and went to bed. (this probably occured because I kept waking up during the dream this morning or something) But then I heard some noises, and realized there were cars parked in my driveway, other than our own. I thought they might just be high school people that didn’t have parking permits so they parked in our driveway. But I was still scared, cause it sounded like someone was coming in my house.

For some reason I had 2 doors on my bedroom… so anyway this one guy walked in my room before I could close the second door. I freaked, but he was like a “security” person. Then another guy came in, same thing. But the guy just like shrank and I realized he was the little doll-guy on the head board behind my bed. (yeah, um, I really don’t know) Then one of my friends was there saying, “well of COURSE you know him, didn’t you know who he was??” then I woke up.

@~>~>-dreamergrrl