Dreaming in Digital

* Copied from an old blog.

Fashion class just started so I took my seat, and as time passed, the class barely filled. There were only a few of us who showed. To a class like this, it still means it's regular work day, so everyone did what they needed to do and sew stuff up. The odd thing about this dream was a friend of mine from all the way back in grade five showed up as a student in class. It was Taha, and he looked almost exactly as he did back then, but taller. He sat at the back and laughed and talked with the teacher, and some time later, a few people showed up at the door, though they did not knock or try for the teacher's attention. There too, was Holly, who caught my attention waving and signaling me to come to the door before the teacher caught sight. I looked first at the teacher's desk, and seeing that she was preoccupied, I snuck to the door and found out why she called me out. Hiding behind the wall right beside the doorway, as he usually did for this class, was Cookie- so I glomped him, and then my mom woke me up 'cause I had church to get ready for and go to. T.T

* Copied from an old blog. Edits are encased in [ ].

A day happened where school started in the afternoon. [Savoiardi] and I were wandering around inside early, hoping to find someone we knew. As we were walking, we ran into Cookie, who joined us to look for everyone else. After a while, we decided that no one else was inside school, so on the road uptown, we ran into [Butter], [Gaufrette], and [ChocoChip]. I looked at my watch and found that school was about to start, so we all went back to school, and to our classes. I went to English class with Cookie, and we were in Ms .Meyer's class. The funny thing was the desks and chairs were arranged in groups of four, and the walls looked as if this was a grade one class. Things hung down from the ceiling, but I can remember what they were. A large man walked in when we were in the middle of studies and told everyone to go hide, as something similar to a lock down was about to happen (speaking of which, why can't we have a lock down this semester? T.T). Cookie and I ran from class to go look for everyone else, but only found [Butter], [Gaufrette], [ChocoChip], and [Savoiardi] again. They were all in Art class, that appeared to be a science room. [Butter] was sitting on the teacher's desk (literally) and waving his hands around as if he was trying to dance. [ChocoChip] was talking with [Savoiardi], and I didn't catch what [Gaufrette] was up to. Ms. Dean, [our art teacher] walks in and tells everyone to go hide. [Butter] jumps off the desk and tries to hide under a desk, [ChocoChip] doesn't move, [Gaufrette] dropped something and was looking for it. I followed [Savoiardi], who ran into a room adjoined with this class, and found three other people in there. We went to the front of the room, and through the door in the wall to find ourselves in Ms. Dean's room again. We went to the front of the room, through the door, and found ourselves back in Ms. Dean's room.