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I believe i was in selenas home, seemed like i was trying to have a moment with her, and I just wanted to be along so i could talk to her. And her brothers, mom, and dad were interrupting us consistently. And then I was transported to a olympic size pool,where I was teaching art class, while me and students were in all sepeate lanes, and whle students were under water paintnig, I would review their paintings underwater. And somehow when I was reviewing paintings,some of the paintings represented a young mans loss, regret, anguish, and saddness over what might have been with a love interest.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

I have been having dreams about my teacher . It's nothing sexual it's just me hanging out with her. In one of my dreams it was me and her along with my teammate who's in the same class with me , we were at a something that looked like casino but in not sure. We were just talking and playing card games but me and my teacher were mainly talking to each other. In my recent dream I was in class and she kept cracking jokes with me and the class. The got a paper to leave and she was telling me in a flirty tone to go to the office to pick something up and I left . Then I woke up

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