 Originally Posted by XT-421
I fill such an interesting role in your dreams.
~Joe
This is becoming truer and truer.
Joe Vomits
Joe, a random woman, and I were at a museum. It was a big museum, but we were the only people touring it.
"Now..If you guys want, I can show you the ancient remains of an Egyptian princess!" Said our tour guide. Egypt! Dead body! Remains! Neat!
"Sure!" We said in unison. Our tour guide scowled. Apparently he didn't like showing this to people.
He led us out the backdoor, and my mind must have used this exact image for the landscape:
We walked down a set of marble stairs and out to the hut at the far end of the dock. The hut had walls, and inside was apparently the remains of the Egyptian princess.
"Now, only go inside if you think that you had handle it," The tour guide warned. We blew him off.
All three of us went in at the same time. On a table the mummy lay. I was surprised to see how tiny she was, perhaps she was just a child? She didn't look like a normal mummy though, kinda gross looking.
And, upon seeing her, Joe and the other woman ran out of the hut and vomited all over the dock. I mean, projectile vomited. 
I didn't vomit. 
"We'll...meet up with you..." Joe exclaimed.
I took a seat on the marble steps outside until the two felt better. Beside me was a guy doing math homework. He was about 16-17 and had black hair.
"Hi," I said.
"Hi."
"What kind of math you doing?"
"Algebra."
"Need any help?" I asked.
"No, in fact, I could tutor you!" He replied
"Thanks, but no thanks, I took high school algebra 5 years ago."
"Oh, ok." He said with a little disappointment.
Silence.
"But, I do sort of want to tell you the kind of math I'm doing. It's different than the rest," he pleaded.
"Alright, shoot."
"See what you do, it's like a linear transformation, you memorized the formula, you shake your head, and then after you shake it up a little bit you write it back down. And then it is transformed. And all you had to do was shake your head!" He exclaimed. 
I understood what he meant, but that was such a strange way of transforming an equation, I laughed.
"What?" He asked, a little offended.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. That was pretty cute though. I wouldn't have thought of that."
We started talking and I went to his house. He showed me his cat, which started hissing when it saw me. 
I had to go home, so I found my car in a parking garage. Mom was waiting by it though, which surprised me. I gave her the keys, she hopped in, and we literally raced home.
We raced past other race cars, did jumps, and ran over fences. I didn't know my mother could drive like this. 
When we got home, our house became like one of those traditional 50's families. I was now the youngest boy in the family, I think I had 2 other siblings. We were doing a competition where we had to jump chairs and other obstacles while getting hints. One of my hints said that I had to read the book 'Cacophony' from the library. I couldn't be arsed to do that right at that moment, so I decided to take a stroll.
I walked down the street, and suddenly I was a girl again! I now had black curly hair that went to my shoulders and a black cloak. I was running. I saw a HUGE house in front of me, their steps went up and up forever and I recognized it to be the mansion from the dream 'Creepy Vampire Woman is Creepy" I had two nights ago.
I ran away from it real quick and started going high in the air - missed a dreamsign.
The Umbrella Musical
Our 4th hour was on a field trip. We were staying at a hotel. The teacher left...and told us to behave...
We started singing and dancing and decided to have a party. The party extended all the way into the bathrooms. In the bathrooms we started singing about umbrellas. I had made a cute little poem about them. There was a man in the bathroom, I'm not sure why I remember him vividly, but there was something peculiar about him. He wasn't singing, but just watching us.
We wondered where a few of our friends had gone, so we decided to check the hotel room.
As soon as we opened the hotel room door, we noticed that our teacher was waiting for us inside. Oh shit.
He didn't say anything as we took our seats (it was a classroom inside of a hotel room).
The teacher sat at the desk next to me.
"How bad was it?" He whispered, meaning how much trouble we got into.
"You know...just a little singing, a little dancing. Just a normal day, you know."
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