July 21, 2011

So, the first dream started out in french class, although the classroom was arranged differently, with the desks facing the wall that has the window, and the window and Madame's desk on the other end of the wall. Anyway, we were working on some worksheet or useless exercise, as usual, when I look up at Madame and see that she is watching the trailer for Harry Potter 7 Part 2. Other people start to notice this, which Madame notices, so she quickly turns it off. Then, I look down the row to see Matthew Lewis, aka Neville, sitting at the end of my row. All of a sudden we are watching Part 2, and at the part where Neville is taunting the Snatchers that can't get in, I look at Matthew Lewis, who looks slightly embarrassed. Then the movie is over, and I am so sad that it's over that I run to Matthew Lewis and give him a hug which, surprisingly, he goes along with. When I stop giving him the hug we are in the Great Hall, which is empty of the usual tables. People are milling around, a few are painting details on these huge concrete sarcophagi that for some reason I know are for the important teachers who died, namely McGonagall, which is strange, because she's overseeing the sarcophagi painting and therefore not dead. Anyway, Matthew Lewis and I move to the side and sit down, and I start asking him about all these Harry Potter things, one of which is who is Bobbeh supposed to be. Then he starts hugging me and apparently we're going out. Which is strange. After that the dream dissolves into nothingness and I think I woke up.


The second dream began with me in bed, like I actually was, but I just woke up and was too lazy to get up. My room was actually Ali's room, and there were two beds in it so presumably I shared with Lydia. Jennifer was over, or maybe it was Milica, I'm not sure, but then anyway all of a sudden there were a bunch of random people over and I'm just like...why are you all at my house. It was like Morgan and Amanda and other people who I don't remember, and then John was there, and I was like John these people need to leave, I'm not even dressed and I need to take a shower. And then John came over and sat on the other bed and started casually talking about stuff and I'm just like kid get out of here! And then I grabbed his purple pen and threw it at him because I needed to give it back before I forgot. Then we were on the deck and I had just given up on getting dressed because whatever, it's John. And he was talking about like politics or something, and my dad came out and they started having an intelligent discussion about something intelligent. And then my mom set her compost on fire, just to have a bonfire, and my dad was like you can't do that you'll set the whole yard on fire and she's like oh, it's fine. And the fire got really big but I don't think anything bad happened. And then I think I woke up.