edward34
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I look around to see my surroundings. I'm in my sophomore English class. Today I am working on finishing my class work as quickly as possible. something catches my attention it's a fly is in my monitor. It is just flying with complete calmness. BAM my computer has been screen blocked. I look to my sides to check if anyone else has their screen blocked I conclude that i am not the only one. My sophomore teacher begins to talk about a pop quiz. I look away and back to see my Junior English teacher now. She allows us last minute studying. I believe that I had already took the test so I beckon the teacher over. I ask her "Do I need to take the test?" She ponders over this question as if she doesn't know the answer. She answers yes and I start studying frantically as I only have a few minutes... As we start the pop quiz I look at it and have a hard time understanding it. I don't cheat, I start trying to remember my previous knowledge. The test is on my monitor and it gets screen blocked again all the others computers follow suite. An administrator walks in and talks to us blah blah blah. I am staring into my monitor watching the fly do its thing and fly. The administrator leaves and the teacher is my sophomore teacher again. The teacher give us full credit on the test as it was being timed. I hear noise in the corner of the room (its a kid from my WL) Gethsemane being his loud obnoxious self. He gets in trouble and is told to stay after class. The bell rings and me and Eduardo walk out of the B building. I see Gethsemane and ask him what happened he tells me "He gave me work to do but put the zeros into my report card already, for now." I say that I feel sorry for him and say my goodbyes. A we are leaving the building I look up into the sky and see how beautiful it is, it is cloudy but so bright and full of life. We head to our group's lunch table and the dream slowly fades away.
The Sky made me tear up a bit after i woke up.

I was sitting down on a lunch table in school. I can't remember much just that I was having a conversation with my friend Issac.

Man, this is a motivation to get up. The only reason I don't have dream recall tonight is because I got to lazy to write it so I told my self that I would remember in the morning but it was just at the tip of my tongue. I can usually do it because I have done it before but today I think it was to far gone.

So i am in my garage except it is really dirty and messy in here. I guess this is what a garage would look like if it was used as my recreational station. I have never smoked in my life or abused drugs. Progressing through the dream I seem to be and experience expert. i created a blunt but it was being air filtered by a pen so that i would smell like weed or stink up the place. No evidence was left. After I finish, i get up and apparently am high. never being high in my life i ask my self so is this what it feel likes to be high. After cleaning up i exit the garage... my mom is outside in my dream mind I'm like well its over. But my self confidence is up the roof and i know i have done everything correct and she cant find any proof; not suspecting a thing she sends me to through the trash.

So I just happen to have dreads. This makes no sense because I don't have long hair in WL. In this dream my DC ask if I am comfortable when I sleep and if it gets annoying to have dreads.