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I dreamt last night that I was in middle school. I had tried out for the lead in a musical, but the same girl got the part who ALWAYS got the lead in musicals (not in real life, where we didn't put on any musicals in middle school - just in the dream). I was upset because the drama teacher never showed any indication he'd even considered anyone else.

Robin and I were talking about this as we left school to walk home, but I realized I'd left my jacket in my locker. So I went back to the school to get it, but I had to get a janitor to let me in for some reason. So when I went to the office, the office clerk asked me where my locker was and I couldn't remember. I think I may have turned into an adult at some point, which would explain why I couldn't remember where my locker had been or what the combination was.

As the janitor and I were walking to my locker, I saw my college friend Larry, talking to Robin. I was happy that they were getting along because I can't always mix my elementary school and college friends. I thought maybe he HAD gone to school with us before and I'd forgotten it. I said, "Hey, did we go to middle school together?" but as I walked past him I realized it wasn't Larry, but this kid Amahl who we did go to elementary school with. He said, "Yeah. Guess who?" but then I was worried I had his name wrong, so I told him I would come back and guess after I got my jacket.

I guess I got my jacket, but the next thing I remember, we were going on a tour. Robin and I were given whistles, which were stolen by the mother and sister of one of Alfie's friends, who were also on the tour. It was apparently some kind of Rat Tour, because all we saw on the tour were hordes and hordes of rats. The tour people wanted us to have sympathy for the rats, but I just wanted them all to die. I was screaming and screaming when Jay and Silent Bob showed up and told us to blow on our whistles. "Is this going to drive the rats away?" I asked, "Or just draw them to us, like the Pied Piper of Hamelin?" Then Jay and Silent Bob disappeared again without answering my question. I took the whistle back from Alfie's friend's sister and blew and blew, but I woke up before I found out what it did.

srah - Sunday, 27 April 2008 - 9:03 AM
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Comments (2)

gravatar Angela - April 27, 2008 - 12:48 PM -

That's a trippy dream...

Last night I dreamt that my metaphysical boyfriend had come to visit me, and that my whole family was living in the house I grew up in. My parents made him sleep in my room, and me sleep in my brother's room. Then one of my BFFs from back home called and invited me to a party, but I couldn't bring my MBF. So I went, thinking I'd just make an appearance and leave. But then my car wouldn't start, and as my cell phone died I saw that I had 12 new messages. And then I was stuck at this party with a bunch of random people I didn't want to be with, and couldn't get back to my MBF. Random.

gravatar Fraulein N - April 30, 2008 - 2:25 PM -

Rat Tours are just plain wrong. I wonder why your brain would make you dream about a Rat Tour.

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