It was the first day of school. For some reason, I went back....to 2nd grade. I was still an adult, however. It was on a college campus. And there were a lot of people I knew. My brother was there, and he helped me find my class and the cafeteria. I had a map, but I think I lost it. The president of the "college" told people we weren't supposed to walk around campus for leisure because it wasn't a safe neighborhood. We were only allowed to walk between classes. It was a beautiful campus though- looked like a 'rich' neighborhood- so I was kinda bummed about the "no walking" rule.
On my way to class, I got really warm; I was wearing dark blue jeans, a yellow T and a yellow sweater...and it was 80 degrees out. I thought about taking off the sweater, but I knew the classroom would be cold.
I finally found my way to my first class, English- my favorite. I was a little late, but I felt like the teacher liked me...even though it was the first day. I guess I just knew she was going to like me. My mom was there, along with other adult friends, like my friends Matthew & Tracy. It was hard to find a place to sit because the room was so full, and some tables had newspapers laid out where people had gotten up but were coming back. The front of the room had individual desks, like we sat in as kids, and the sides and back had lunch tables- the long kind with flip-down benches. I finally found a spot in the back of the room at a table. I was carrying my sleeping bag with me, because I needed it for my dorm room, so i must have been going straight there after my classes.
After class, we were messing around, and one guy stood up and told the drummer from the classroom across the hall to start playing/rapping so he could dance. The drummer was the lead singer from Limp Bizkit (only it was more like Vanilla Ice or something) and the dancing guy just said "Hey Limp!" and "Limp" knew to start playing/rapping so he could dance. We all kinda thought he was dumb.
Just before we left, there appeared boxes of apples in the room. Some apples were red, some were more greenish, so I took some good ones with me, because that's what they were there for. The apples kinda represented the people in my class, and I was rearranging them so that the redder ones were together (as they represented the people I knew, and I wanted us all to sit together).
It was my friend, Tracy's birthday, so her and her husband decided to go out and celebrate after class. They were going to head to a hotel to have a party. Since I didn't know the area and they hadn't yet decided on a hotel, I wanted them to wait for me so I could follow them. But they didn't. Typical, considerate friends. So I was going to call Tracy to see where they ended up. I was carrying with me a bottle of liquor. It was clear like vodka, but I think much stronger. I took a swig of it, but didn't cringe at how strong it was. It was more like drinking slightly flavored water. Then my phone rang.... except it wasn't a phone, it was the bottle of liquor! THAT was my "phone!!" I didn't know how to answer it (how do you answer a bottle-of-liquor-phone?!), so I kept rotating it to see if there were any clues. I asked the woman close by, she had no idea. I took a swig, that didn't answer it, then finally found a type of button that answered the phone! It was like a "counter"-- the number went up each time you take a call; I actually hit it twice, so it went up to 4. It was Matthew calling to tell me where they went.
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So interesting and bizarre! I'm amazed at how many details you can remember. And I think your new border perfectly matches the varied topics of your dreams! :)
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