Dreams

3/11/14

This was a cross between "Best school day ever!" and "Screw this, I just want to go home now". It started off in the Quad at school; the school's central courtyard, except it was huge and also the set for a film. An animated film. I was Kyrie from When Worlds Collide (one of my stories) except I had white feathered wings and a bird tail. I swooped over this massive table where loads of Pixar-like animated people were sitting, looking for Jacob who seemed to be the only normal human being. I spotted him, but carried on circling.

Then I was me. The Quad, though still oversized, was no longer a film set and everyone was back to normal. I discovered that I could still fly - if I really tried I could get white feathered wings to briefly sprout out of my back and allow me to fly a short way. I'd probably be able to fly longer if I practised more. I climbed up onto a smallish flat roofed building and launched myself off, activating my wings and allowing me to circle briefly before landing. The wings vanished on touchdown.

Then, my dream shifted and I was with Josh and George, about to do PE. It's funny how they always turn up for PE. I cant remember anything exact, but I think it was a relatively bad lesson.

After another shift I was with Jacob and we were comparing our calculators for some bizarre reason. Mine was better. For some reason we kept accidentally brushing against each other.

Suddenly things shifted again and I was in Physics - and in trouble. It was like one if those days where you're a bit tired and grumpy and constantly in trouble for something or other, and you don't know what for. So you try to make things better and it just gets worse. So I was, for some reason, sat under a table sulking at the edge of the room. I'd also like to point out I had a huge bag of chocolate raisins stashed in my blazer pocket (no idea where they came from). No idea what I was doing under there, but I was rather upset and angry. My teacher, who is actually my favourite teacher who never gets angry at any of us was absolutely livid at me, telling me off for every little move I made. He had some Year 9s in the class as well as about half of my class, including the girl who often picks on me. My teacher used her in an example question type thing, using the words "lovely" and "cool" to describe her. This made me pretty angry, because she is neither of those things. I could put some pretty colourful words in at this point, but I'm quite soft at heart so I won't. So anyway, at my teacher's description I scoffed to myself "Yeah, right!". Unfortunately, it was louder than I planned and I was shouted at yet again and told to face the wall. Fed up and almost in tears (I never get told off for anything at school) I used my positioning to my advantage and text my mum saying "This is the worst day ever, I just want to go home!" Mum finally came, and I'd been allowed out from under my table long enough for me to sneak out. I found mum, and... the dream shifted again.

I was riding some kind of dragon thing with some guy, then driving a land train. Then I woke up.