Saturday, December 27, 2008

I had another dream!

I'm linking this on Facebook, so some names have been changed to... avoid personal embarrassment.

It started in my AP English class, but in my 11th grade english classroom.  We hear (and then go see) people stampeding towards something.  Things and stuff happen while the teacher (not Ms. T or Ms. W) try to keep us in our seats and under control.  Next thing I know I'm in Mr. J's car (shotgun) with some other band people I don't know very well.  We're going to a designated spot that the school sent everyone to; it was like a fire drill, only away from the school.  As we're driving, we notice things on the street.  There are pools of balloons and rocks and other weird and colorful things that crunched or popped when you ran them over.  It was apparent that someone had put them there on purpose.  We get to a place with tall office buildings and things like that, and are meant to just stand around and wait.  By then of course everyone has noticed that there's stuff everywhere!  There are banners spanning the buildings, blockish words that were made to look like they went through buildings, and just a whole lot of random, colorful mayhem!  It was the biggest, greatest senior prank ever.

But there's more to the dream.

While we're standing and waiting, I accidentally switch phones with someone, panic, and then find the person with my phone.  She was doing something with it that flipped the screen up.. 0.o  I didn't know it could do that, but I saw her doing it, so then I did, and yay.  (That was articulate.)  After I get my phone back I try to take pictures of everything that's going on, but I can't get it to work.  It wasn't broken, I was just being exceptionally clumsy.

Then I have to go to the bathroom.

Luckily we're near another high school, so I'm directed there to find the bathroom.  I have to walk through the music area to get to the bathroom, but I'm in a hurry so I don't really notice.  Afterward, I go to walk through the band room again and notice all this glorious marching stuff: navy blue hats and uniforms, white drums and those fake guns.  I just kind of walk over to them in awe.  Then someone actually fires a gun (like a stage shot with a flash and a bang but no actual bullet) and I notice there are two other people there: the girl with the gun and a guy cleaning some piece of equipment.  Slightly embarrassed at being caught, I continue trying to find my way back to the group.

*Here I find myself in the middle of a swim meet that the other school is having and I have to maneuver my way to the other side of the pool.  It's frustrating and full of irrelevant detail.*

Giving up trying to fight through the swim meet crowd, I go back to the marching band office.  It's a little bigger and longer than Mr. J's office, but it has the same set-up.  I'm surprised to see Chance with someone I didn't recognize, a 7th grader I vaguely recognized, and possibly Steve but I don't remember too well because then [Bob] walks in.  He talks to Chance and messes with the 7th grader, and then the others leave and we're the only ones there.  He then proceeds to curl up on the floor like he's about to fall asleep.  I don't really know what to do, so I decide to sit next to him and play with his hair.  He jerks awake in surprise and says, "If I woke up like this tomorrow and you kissed me good morning, I'd..." and I can't remember the words here, but my brain told me they meant 'be happy but really confused'.

And then one of these dream-skip things happen.

[Bob] and I walk into the other school's band practice room where their marching band is set up and ready to practice.  Mr. J is conducting.  [Bob] walks away into another room, I assume to get an instrument (and he's suddenly wearing this flowy-sleeved white pirate-esque shirt, btw.  Ooookay).  Unfortunately I can't find a snare or get to the snare section, so I sit next to a horn player.  The dream pretty much ends there, before [Bob] came back.

This was a ridiculously vivid dream.  I couldn't read what was on the buildings (even though I knew it was something like '09 forever'), but I could see faces.  Isn't supposed to be impossible to see faces in dreams?  After I half woke up I had to remind myself that it wasn't real, and if I acted like it was the next time I saw [Bob] it might not go so well.