Weid Dreams and Pain
Ever since I went to The Flying Burrito Friday night after the play, I have had this pain in my lower abdomen. It isnt getting worse, but it isn’t getting better either. I will have to go to the store later and try pepto or or something… I hope it isn’t anything serious. Sigh.
I just woke up from one of the strangest dreams Ive had in a while. I was back in High School, and evidentally the trip to the All State Music Festival was coming up. The choir director, Mr. Linn, approached me and said he thinks I should back out of even trying to go to All State because Im not very good. So, I go to see my counselor and he agrees. I back out of the contest, even though I am pissed, and have to teach my “replacement” the songs, which irritates me even more. In a moment of frustration I start punching my locker, which makes a locker next to mine magically dispense a Sunkist orange soda. I picmk it upjust as a teacher is coming down the hallway then hastilly put it back into the other persons locker opening before they see me. The next “scene” is trying to fit people into an SUV-like car (what happened to the busses? hm) and I was going to go watch even though I wasn’t performing.
Instead, I had an evil plan of bringing up being told I shouldnt audition to the All State Board and try to get teachers and counselors in trouble, because they are supposed to encourage, not discourage, the students. There was also a strange thread in there about if I didn’t perform, it would affect my taxes in a year and a half or something.
As I said, very bizarre.
The dream before that was being out on a nearly frozen lake (ie: thin ice) and chasing these two dogs around on the ice, falling down, and accidentally putting a hole in the ice, which scares everybody.
Another one had to do with seeing movies, I was going to go to one movie but a friend told me to watch the end of another one before mine started. Wasn’t a very exciting one.
Oh well, its only 6 so im going to try and go back to bed for a bit.
YAWN!
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Yep, those are pretty weird dreams… I had a dream I was a russian spy, only I couldn’t speak russian. So I wasn’t a very good one…