Dream
Right smack in the middle of the most boring class I have ever attended in my short but lovely life, I remembered my dream last night.
I am in a hotel room. I'm on one bed, my friends Marissa and Pam are on the other. I am wearing a collared shirt and a v-neck sweater and my underwear. There is no table in between the two beds and we are arguing over the sheer idiocracy of the poor planning of our room. Pam's father attempts to come into the room but Pam tells him not to because I'm in my underwear. Then Pam's dad is in his underwear.
The next thing I remember is staggering around my room 25 minutes before my class was about to begin. It was an odd dream, but I liked it. There was something awkward and self-concious about it, but the people in it made me feel safe and happy.
I am currently skipping modern class right now and I've already gotten two raised eyebrows from faculty members. Cue guilt.
Things to look forward to: Ballet class
Dynamicism
Employment
I am in a hotel room. I'm on one bed, my friends Marissa and Pam are on the other. I am wearing a collared shirt and a v-neck sweater and my underwear. There is no table in between the two beds and we are arguing over the sheer idiocracy of the poor planning of our room. Pam's father attempts to come into the room but Pam tells him not to because I'm in my underwear. Then Pam's dad is in his underwear.
The next thing I remember is staggering around my room 25 minutes before my class was about to begin. It was an odd dream, but I liked it. There was something awkward and self-concious about it, but the people in it made me feel safe and happy.
I am currently skipping modern class right now and I've already gotten two raised eyebrows from faculty members. Cue guilt.
Things to look forward to: Ballet class
Dynamicism
Employment