Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 10/4/2017
By amandalyle
I needed to hand in a rather hefty piece of coursework and the deadline was midnight. It was already 9 o clock, so I was copying a pasting from a friend's coursework. Which was all fair and well, until I was distracted: I was playing on The Sim's and this lady from the Odeon kept calling me and asking which film I'd like to see. Unable to think of any from the top of my head, I just said "50 Shades of Grey!" I don't even like the film... I thought it was bloody heinous. Next scene; I was in the kitchen with my friend, Kylie. She was telling me about her mum, who had phoned her up crying. Apparently she had been worried about Kylie's relationship with her boyfriend. "I wish she'd just mind her own business. She says the most odd things." She ranted. "She's a bit of a drama queen, I must admit!" I agreed. I also realised that my tea was the colour of milk and it was so cold it was almost undrinkable. I turned on the tv and there was a music video featuring some guys we went to school with. I looked over at kylie and noticed that she had no recollection of who these people were. Next scene; I was teasing my daughter about her new boyfriend. A bunch of her friends were around and they all admitted (at the same time) that he was 'actually' their boyfriend. Disgusted, I told them that he was "slut' and they all gasped in horror that I'd use such a preposterous word. I then repeated it, over and over, like some crazy person, as I walked to the kitchen. It was there that I caught sight of myself in the mirror and noticed that I had a red piece of thread dangling out of my face. "Why didn't anyone tell me?!"