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I was in school and my friends boyfriend walked by and I asked him where my friend was and he pointed to a window and outside my friend was dressed as a custodian. Then he was in the hallway with a class in his seat learning and he spoke to me. I then went to a small room cramped with books and shelves and two computers. I sat at one and two twin girls were in there looking for items. I was looking for a pen but I could not find one all I saw were small pencils.

I dreamt of meeting a handsome man (i assume the man i am crushing on right now) we made love and ended up sitting in his families restaurant with his brother the handsome man and me i apparently was some sort of consultant to help restaurants become more successful i was pouring over their books with the brother and man watching me the handsome man kept touching me and kissing me jump to a room full of people our family and friends with the handsome man and i holding hands in front of them all the restaurant was successful now with tons of people eating there

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

I really like the room where I spend my nights, but sometimes in my dreams there’s a much more beautiful one. It has a very big balcony with a view at he sea and it’s bigger than mine. It’s lighter and it also has a wide window from where you can see the mountains and a country landscape, too. Its walls are light blue and there are nice pictures hunging from them. In one side, there’s a huge bed covered by a patchwork cover, and small lamps on the bedside tables. There’s a small white rug on the wooden floor and plenty of books on the shelves opposite to the bed. I hope one day this dream will come true!

Sometime this morning I dreamed I was talking to a young lady encouraging her about something she was discouraged about so then after that I saw I was in my bedroom I was about to lay on the end of my bed but then I realized I wanted something to drink so I saw some grape juice in a jar on the top of the refrigerator then I looked all of a sudden there was a wall that look like a hill of dirt with a lot of smooth stones on it all around the front of my bedroom. then all of a sudden I heard a noise sound rushing from the wall that look like a hill of dirt and water began to gush out all over but the water only ran to the end of the bed and to the left side of the bedroom. my clipboard was in the water and I picked it up the I began to walk around in the water to find other papers or books that might had got in the water. but what is so strange the water never touched my bed at all. as I looked at the water the water was dark because of the color of the dirt that was on the wall on the hill but I still could see through the water. the light was still in the bedroom shining bright.

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