Wednesday, June 25, 2008


First part, I was in the same classroom that my sociology class was in, the big table was still in the middle but we were sitting at desks places around the table, facing the whiteboard instead of the table. I'm in the very back, center of the table. Ben was there, on the side, and directly across from him on the other side was a girl who decided in the middle of class to start singing show tunes. The professor just allowed this. Ben decided he wanted to sing too, he was singing blues in a gravelly voice, but the professor got angry with him. I remember thinking "Why do I defend this guy, he's such a pain in the neck." just before I stand up and yell at the professor about allowing the girl to sing, but not Ben. This is a sociology class, so she gives a lecture on feminism. Then the dream changes.
My family and I are wandering around the streets of Fredericksburg, looking for some magical drama center (probably has something to do with the search for a magic box for the buffy musical). We're walking through a building, a very narrow old building. We walk around a corner into this really small cramped hallway. Madeline's opening little secret compartments and peering inside them about every 3 feet. We enter one of them and look around. There are people inside sitting in a circle and reading books. They look at us and are like "What?" So we leave and go back to the hallway. Madeline stops looking through secret compartments, so I start doing so. Opening the doors is surprisingly difficult, so they slow me down and the rest of my family gets ahead of me. They reach the end of the hallway and turn right. I eventually reach the end, look to my right and see a short staircase, with a door on top and 3 really dusty smaller doors, similar to the secret doors, but now we're in full light so they're not really secret. I start opening them anyway, and this random guy comes around the corner and says with a smirk on his face "Hey Emily, you know that the drama room is through the door at the top, right?" Turns out we were in Dupont the whole time. I look around, suddenly realize that we're outside, and I can see Pollard, Melchers and the library right there. >=/ Falsehoods!I go inside. I'm greeted by this Asian chick and a nondescript skinny guy. They lead me through another door into this GINORMOUS hall, like the size of the Great Hall in the HP books. But it looks just like the staff dining room at Seaco. The food they're serving is infinitely better, and wider in variety. I see my family at a table, grab food and eat it.
THEN (I slept in, this dream is long.) the Asian chick decides we should go exploring. We go into this other room. It's large and painted a weird pink/orange color with yellow trim. The ceiling is lined with spiky things that look like needles, and the skinny boy tells me that the drama room we're looking for is through this trapdoor by the ceiling (WHAT'S WITH ALL THE DOORS?!) that none of us can get to. A ladder appears and I climb up to it, pull a needle out of the ceiling and try to pick the lock. The same guy before who pointed out the door says "This is easier." and hands me the key. I though "Who is this guy? He must be Obvious Solution Man."I open the trapdoor and finally reach the room. I go back, tell my family, they're overjoyed. I grab a cookie from the table and then I wake up.GEEZ.

No comments: