Pot Tots and Guac

Date: 8/2/2017

For whatever reason, I had to go back and visit my old highschool. It starts out as I'm going down the road just near it, except I'm flying. There is a big husky, or similar looking dog in someone's yard and it's excited to see me, then starts following me down the road. It keeps jumping up, like ten feet in the air, and play biting me and won't leave me alone. When I get inside the school, I'm really wanting to impress my old classmates, make them think I'm cool not lame. So, considering I can fly, I just nonchalantly start zipping around the halls as if it's totally normal. I see several of my classmates in the hall, as well as some of my teachers, and also Nina Sharp from Fringe because I've been binge watching that too much lately. We go into the band room, and we're having a meeting of the volleyball team--and I've been brought back as the manager. One girl asks why I'm there, so I fly around and whisper in her ear "because they told me to come!" During the meeting, the coach is giving instructions on how everyone needs to get a certain level of tan-ness by such and such date. And I'm like "okay but see I wear long sleeves all day everyday because I don't want to get skin cancer. Going for that porcelain ivory look, you know?" Coach and her assistant don't have much of an answer after that. Once the meeting is over, the rest of my classmates come in, and a different teacher. Eventually we all get in a single file line and each grab tater tots which we then dip in pot-infused guacamole. I'm not feeling much of the effects of the pot, but I don't want anyone to know that, so I fly up and start pole dancing with the projector (it was one of those ones that hangs down from the ceiling on a pole). "Shoot y'all, I forgot, I'm already hopped on Vicodin!" I say.