Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 5/19/2018
By Jaymore
I was at a show for something and I kept asking my parents and aunt and sister to be quiet and respectful and they would not so I, quietly, flipped and left the auditorium. My dad comes out like "Your mother is requesting you to come have a talk in the theater" and I'm like "Hell no! Go! You get back in there!" and head out. After the concert there's this... kink society that's into stuff I'm not going to talk about because it's gross. But they're in the school halls. I have no clue why they're meeting there or what they're doing. I go into a classroom and instead of normal chairs there are couches. My old high school choral director is the teacher. I'm like "hey back to visiting from college" and he lets me sit in on the class or whatever it is, but I have this sword that's really really long, but thin and wobbly, and it keeps getting bent everywhere and flipping around. Roll, the choir director, tells me I have to put it away and warns me not to cut anything else, so I set it down on the couch but it tears into the fabric. I lift it off and he's like "You better get a marker and color the foam in!" but I'm like "Nah" and go get the needle and thread kit I keep in my backpack. In the class, everyone's parent is coming in to introduce themselves, and this one girl's mom goes all out and has us do this goth like challenge. People cry, it's intense. Also there was something about my friend Mack but I can't remember