So I just woke up from a nap, and I had the weirdest dream . . . I usually have odd dreams. My mom does too. Maybe its genetic. But, anyway, in my dream I was in my dorm room. Except it wasn't the room I currently have now, it was much bigger, and it was in an old building. Kind of like a room in Argo, for all you Danainas out there. Well, I was there and I had a big mess all over the floor and I was hanging out with my bud Maureen who goes to college here. Well, I realize that I have 10 minutes to get to chorale, so I get up and take the door handle off my door. You see, I was going to need the door handle to do something with my partner Christina, who also goes to college here. Anyway, I pulled the door handle out and then Maureen asks if they can have a history class in my room. I said ok, so we put my pile of crap into my big huge closet. Then I said bye to Maureen and grabbed my shoes off the top of the pile and went out the door. Well, in my dream, my room was on the second floor, except the layout looked like Millard North's. So I had to go down a bunch of steps to get to the ground floor, and there were hundreds of kids everywhere trying to get to class. Magically, my door handle turned into 2 door handles, because, after all, Christina needed a door handle too. So, I make my way out the front door, and I end up in the oval (Big clearing/park area at Dana) And there are picnic tables everywhere and a big grill is going on. And I look around and everyone in chorale is either standing in line or sitting and eating. And I was really confused because according to my watch I was a minute late. But I wasn't really late, because my watch is two minutes fast. So I go up to Emily (Dana student) and I ask her why everyone's out of chorale. She tells me that chorale is over. I say it's not, and that's it's going to start in a minute. She says I was late, and it's over. And I say that no, according to my watch I still have a minute. Then Mara (Dana student), who is sitting next to Emily says that they had chorale early. And I got upset because Christina and I were supposed present our song with the door handles. Mara said that I wasn't there, so I got skipped. This pissed me off and I threw the door handles on the ground. Mara said it's ok, and that I'll just get written up for skipping. I said I didn't skip because noone told me we were having chorale early. Then, the entire chorale turns to me and says, "Yes we did." So I yell back that they didn't. Mara says I was told in voices that we were having chorale at 2:00 instead of 5:00. So I screamed at her that I have class until 4:00 and there was no possible way that I could've been there. so she shrugs and says to go talk to Dr. Palmer, but I'll still get written up. So I flew into a rage and screamed at her how stupid this was and how it wasn't fair, etc., etc. And finally, the screaming wore me out and I collapsed. Somone asked me if I was ok now, and I said that I just couldn't scream anymore, but I was still upset. So, I rolled over, and picked up my door handles, and stormed off back to my room. When I got to my room, magically, there was a new door handle on the door, in addition to a sign saying that the history class was going on inside. I just wanted to go to bed, so I cracked open the door and didn't see anyone. I figured they were gone, so I slipped into my room. Then I saw all the students sitting in desks and Proffessor Ian Anderson (history prof at Dana) and I was about to explode because I didn't want them in my room anymore. And then I woke up.
So yeah, that's my dream. Weird, huh? I'll blog later about other stuff.
Eric 5/13/2003 04:24:00 PM
