Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/13/2018
By picho
This was a good one. I was in my middle school. There was an activity day, with many different stations to be at. I think I only went to two of the activity stations, to do with sandcastles. Instead of the two outdoor classrooms, there was a massive sandcastle - to me it looked like a plain palace type castle, but I couldn't really see it. Apparently the goal of this one was teamwork to make the walls smooth and nice. I remember touching a wall to smooth it and it didn't feel very nice lmao. My high school RS teacher was standing outside taking care of the station. I remember the voice of one of the wee girls on my bus saying, from inside a little room in the sandcastle, "(my name)! The steering wheel doesn't actually turn the castle!". I think I went into that room and, fair enough, there was a wheel in there that might've looked like it would control something. The next station was right from coming out where the door to the classroom would be, on the railed path. It was this, but tiny. Really small sand castles, but I walked past one boy and he was making his out of, like, grey plastic. It looked like he had really tiny plastic soldiers. I remember not having time to do this one. Recently, our school bathrooms got refurbished. For some reason, this was now in my middle school. What feels like where the music room was (definitely down a little corridor. There were posters on the wall which was never a thing in my middle school or high school). It was weird - it was like two rooms, joined by a tiny door on the far end, and it opened into a larger room, parallel to the first, which looks like the gym changing room. They were joined at the entrance by what looked like a really tiny waiting area, where there were two large doors into both sides. The left side felt like our actual changing room, and the right felt like showers. I remember going in here, and I must've been wearing a white Pokémon shirt. I took it off for whatever reason, then couldn't find mine. I remember thinking in my dream "it's right there, in the corner of your vision", but I really couldn't find it. In one of the cubby holes I found a somewhat dark blue t-shirt, and put that on. I remember feeling disgusted. I had no idea who it belonged to, or where it had been. It was slightly wrinkled, ever so slightly too cold, and I think it had a bit of sand on it, which I dusted off.