Mountains in the bathroom

Date: 5/2/2016

So I was going into highschool and I was flipping through the book of courses, which was over three inches thick. All the courses either looked really dangerous or boring. I ended up selecting Mountain Climbing. I went into the class, which was held in the girl's bathroom from my middle school. Only there were no stalls or sinks. Someone had dumped a huge pile of snow and dirt right in the middle, and the teacher had a tub full of duck boots and pickaxes. There were about 5 girls in the class, counting me, and we all took a pair of boots and a pickaxe. Then, apparently, we were going to learn about climbing down a mountain backwards, not climbing up one. After getting to the bottom, the bathroom fell away and we were outside at the foot of a real mountain, surrounded by a forest. We made camp for the night. Then I teleported to he next morning in the same class, only instead of the mountain of snow there was a set of risers and there were dozens of kids (all of which I hate) in the class. We were learning about the graphic history of witches and then I woke up.