Di's questionable (probably high) Dreams and some stories

Sculpting class

I'm back! And had another dream thankfully. I also heard writing a dream journal makes you remember your dreams better right? Maybe it's working!

This dream is gonna be all over the place tho, sorry! >< Okay so, like most of my dreams, this happened in school. My class (a mix of my old classmates from different schools) was having a sculpting lesson! It makes sense 'cause I picked up an interest in sculpting with clay it would be just a matter of time until I dreamt of it.

The lesson was going pretty well and enjoyable actually, but when something fell and I crouched down to pick it up and straighten myself, the atmosphere changed. There was un eerie feeling in the classroom and I felt an huge pressure on me.

Then I found out the lesson changed and we were in the middle of a sculpting exam, but the worst kind of exam. One by one the students had to explain to the intire class (we were in one of those huge college classrooms and every chair was filled) any sculpting technique of our choice. Basicly an oral presentation, my worst fucking nightmare. I hate those with my intire being everytime I had to do one I cried a waterfall and had a psnic attack.

I was shaking in my seat and it was worse that they were calling students by alphabetic order and need I remind, my name starts with D so I would be one of the first to go.

Luckyly, right when I was called, my dream changed and I was in a shopping mall having a good time with my classmates, something highly unlikely 'cause I hated everyone of them with a burning passion. In ny dream I even think I was dating one of them, *shivers* ew.

My dream ended there luckyly, I was sure I was gonna have a nightmare if those people were involved. -.-

Well that was my newst dream! Hope you liked reading it~ :3

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