America’s Next Top Loser

Date: 8/12/2020

By Onii

This is probably the second ANTM dream I’ve had, and so I’ll blame it on me recently bingeing the series. Anyway, the dream starts off with me and my friend driving past our university. In real life, I transferred from this school, and it was the same in the dream. We drive by and on the news sign is a very familiar looking signature. I’m like “Yo, that looks like MY signature” and my friend’s like “That’s crazy. No way.” We drive a bit further ahead when I realize it IS my signature, but that’s not all—there was a note for me on public display telling me I needed to go to room 104 because a teacher had a surprise for me. I’m thinking two things—one: that my ex will definitely see this and be publicly reminded of my existence, and two: that teacher mentioned was a teacher from my high school, and I never even took her class. Obviously, my friend and I turn around and head into the school. It felt like as soon as we got in, it was obvious that we were in some sort of audition hall. I look around and there’s posters of Tyra Banks everywhere, and she’s promoting the latest season of ANTM. Like a rebirth special. All these girls are scattered around, but there’s a clear line towards the table. I peak my head around and I see her. She’s sitting there with that secret smile on her face as she observes everyone and interviews. My friend and I are just taken aback by everything that we don’t realize we’ve made it to the front of the line. I’m awkwardly standing there as my friend introduces us. Tyra stares at me like she knows something about me that I haven’t even discovered myself yet. I can’t remember what I said, but I said something about myself. My friend talks to Tyra about this and that. I had a strong feeling she was going to choose me as a contestant. I’m model material if you can believe it lol. So after they finish talking, we step away for the next person and run into this girl who is so full of herself I almost wanted to punch her. I don’t, but Tyra steps away from the table and now everyone is talking about the competition. The girl we just met is like “I hope I get it. She’s gonna pick me. I know it.” Then I suppose an idea came to her, but she’s suddenly like “Lets go look at the list.” I’m like “Already??” But there’s a sheet of paper on the table Tyra sat at. We go over and the girl picks it up. She sees a check by her name and cheers. There’s a check by my friends name too, and I’m happy up until I realize my name is not on the list. At all. Even he people who didn’t get in still had their names on the list. They were just marked with an ‘x’ instead. I was so confused. My friend, who is 5’2”, was accepted as ANTM over me. I tried my best to be supportive, but it’s difficult to do that when everyone else around you is saying it should’ve been you. People I hadn’t even talked to in years messaging me on Facebook like “Tyra should’ve picked you.” It wasn’t helpful. The season starts and I watch it from home. I recognize some older winners are also in the competition so it didn’t make sense at all. The dream really didn’t conclude because after I saw my friend on the screen, I woke up. And I was RELIEVEDDD.