Random nonsense, strange locker room, more random nonsense

Date: 9/26/2019

So my middle school was now my high school for some reason, and my classmates in middle school were also my high school class. No idea why. My middle school music teacher (who I HATED) was acting stranger than usual. As I was walking in the hallway to get to my next class, he wanted me to play this “game” where I wind up this metal thing. It looked kinda like the window rollers in old cars, except it was metal and not attached to a car. But idk the point of the game. Well I started to wind it up and he explained to me the physics behind it but I wasn’t really listening. I told him I was gonna be late to Spanish class, which was true. He said something like “ahh, come on”, or something like that. But I walked away quickly. I went through doors in the hallway but now wasn’t in a hurry for some reason, idk if Spanish was already over. My middle school friend walked up to me and asked the most perfectly normal logical question: “What would you do if you jumped into a carpet?” I answered “I would climb between the fabrics”. Neither of us said anything else, and I kept walking. I ended up in this huge locker room, which I never even had in middle school irl. As soon as I walked in, I saw this morbidly obese shirtless (naked?) GUY in the GIRLS locker room. I was like wtf why is he here. I saw another guy too who was more athletic. I kept walking and it seemed like there were a million hallways and it was so crowded with girls I don’t recognize. I distinctly remember hearing sounds of electric razors. Well then my dream switched to 3rd person view and I was still in the locker room but my middle school friend was there. I had brown hair for some reason but irl I am blonde. She said “Ella..,” and then trailed off to something else I can’t remember. Then was out of the locker room and back in the hallway walking the other direction. I saw an Asian teenager who kinda looked familiar, and this middle aged guy with a long beard standing across from him. The Asian kid was making something I think. Well the beard guy said to the Asian guy, and I remember this distinctly: “You have to fix your hair when it is mildly messed up. That fucking hurts bro.” I don’t remember what the Asian kid said in response to this or if he even had a response. If not I don’t blame him. Well I walked passed them and the dream ended at that. That fucking hurts bro.