A Penrose Mind

This is a fragment of a dream I had a while back where I became semi lucid.

I'm in the principal's office. She looks very mad at me. I know I've done done something wrong (I can't remember what it was I did). She spoke to me as if I did something serious. I'm scared at how this will affect me in the future, I feel like the wrong I have done cannot at all be fixed. As the principal lectures me I notice something. The room I'm in, it's not a part of my school, and principal I'm talking to, she isn't my principal.

"Am I dreaming?" I think to myself.

I decide that I am.

"Are you listening to me?" She asks.

"It doesn't matter what I've done or how much trouble I'm in, this is a dream isn't it?" I say this with a smile on my face.

The principal with out saying a single word gives me a dirty look and walks out the office door, probably pissed at my outright ignorance to her very existence.

I'm pretty sure after this fragment I just lived out the dream as normal, forgetting that I even knew I was dreaming, but then again I wasn't glad I was dreaming because I knew I could do cool stuff, I was just glad that I wasn't really in trouble with the principal at all. That sigh of relief was enough for me to just not care. Oh well, hopefully next time I actually take control of the dream.