I spent two hours trying to decide what I should blog about. I had my mind made up two minutes ago to do a book review, but then I remembered a really vivid dream that I had last night, so I think I shall blog about that. And I just remembered an equally vivid dream that I had while napping today.
I was really geeked out about school starting and I was getting ready the first morning. "Remember, Erin, your school has been moved to (insert name of elementary school here). It burned down in a fire last week." my mom told me.
I was all ready and everything and I walked to school to make it just before the bell(??) rang. But a few of my friends were standing outside of the door and so I went over to them and talked for probably a half hour. And apparently, none of them were in my first class (even though all of the classes were merged together in one room) but I went in a half hour late anyway.
When I walked in, there was a teacher who looked like an older version of Courtney (my FOS 1 teacher) who introduced herself as Bubbles. She handed me a hat and told me to pick a paper and that would tell me where to sit.
Somehow, I ended up in the very back of the classroom (which was actually reallllllllllllllllllllllly far back because it was the size of like, five classrooms all in one line). I had to sit at a table with people who I was really good friends with in elementary school, but when middle school came around, it was like they hated me. I'm not naming any names. My little brother was in the front. The room seemed to be organized by age, though seats were picked randomly.
So I was sitting there and Bubbles was shouting back at my grade what our assignment was. We were supposed to work with our table groups, but the people at my table had started without me, so I decided to work alone. And while I was sitting there, working like the good student I am, I heard them whispering things like "Why is she even sitting with us? That loser." and "Augh, why does she even bother going to school?".
So I stood up and somehow I was like, twice as tall as I actually am. I started screaming at them and the whole room went silent. They randomly disappeared, so I sat down inthe middle of the table where they had been and kept on working.
Bubbles was giving us another assignment when I woke up.
My other dream...
I was working in a movie theater. I was working at the ticket counter and I was wearing the uniform and everything, but I didn't have a nametag. I was really jealous of my friends who also worked there that had nametags. They were really amazing nametags because if you looked really hard at the first letter of your name which was bigger than the rest, you could see a picture of you.
So I decided that I needed a nametag, and after what I could only guess as another Twilight movie coming out, I confronted my boss. She was really short, old, fat and wore a leopord print shirt with a little-kid type flowered skirt. For some reason, that really bothered me.
She took me to this security guard guy and he looked at her all annoyed-like and then she said 'Flatulence is not good for women.' and he grinned at her and they took me to this room to get my nametag.
Instead of getting my nametag, I was thrown into a really deep ball pit and I sunk to the bottom. I plopped out into a car and my boss lady was driving me. She was eating gummy bears and accidentally threw one out the window, so she slowed down, opened her door and grabbed it from the ground as we went past. She started to eat it, and then fell out. And then I woke up.
The second dream was a little weird, even for me, but I think it's pretty gangster.