I dreamt of B last night. There was some special day at school, destined to make children like school better. So there were no classes and everyone got free candy from the school cafeteria. I went there just to see B (I have no idea why he was here and how he had gotten here but in my dream it was completely sensible). I walked around the school, and met him on the stairs. He was dark and very short but it didn't matter because the moment I saw him, I grew shorter to match his size. (?)We had really fun and kept talking about stuff but then he had to go and get a hotel room so I promised to meet him there on the same stairs the next day. I was certain he'd be there.

Apparently then is the next day, and I realize that the event is two days long, and today is the main event. I walk around school, early, it's like 10 am. I have no idea how I know what time it is. Anyway, I skip the free candy and walk around and there are lots of classmates from the elementary school and I stop talking to them whenever I see them. I end up at the stairs where my parents are sitting asking if anyone has seen B. I know I need to go home because I 'm in a hurry, and I want to get back to school in time not to miss B. So, I stop for a while on my way out to chat with people (I know I'm talking to them but I'm not really doing that, there's just things that go from my mind to theirs. they're really friendly and seem to like talking to me although I never talked to them in school IRL). I end up in a greater hurry and run home. Inside our house my mother is trying on a shirt (those see- through ones) and she's pissed at it because she thinks it's butt-ugly but she has to wear something to hide the scars on her arms (she doesn't really have scars). I try to help her put it on but for some reason she's huge and I'm tiny so it's quite difficult. At some point I see someone's shadow on the stairs and keep hoping it'd be B who'd come to get me. Instead it's A who keeps arguing with my mother about the shirts.
My mom insists they look terrible while A keeps whining that they're wonderful and she has one. I end up afraid A gets hurt (my mom seems like a thick skinned monster at this point) and I grab her with me and we go downstairs to put a bathtub together ( I don't kow why it's in three pieces) because we're supposed to take a bath. In the end it doesn't work out and we start arguing because I'm in a hurry and she makes me annoyed because she wants me to stay there with her and eat something but I want to go and meet B. She doesn't want me to meet B for some reason. I get upset and walk upstairs and she keeps walking after me and yelling at me until I escape to the attic. I stay there for a while and feel bad for her because she started to cry. I'm hoping she's still waiting for me when I come back dowstairs but she's gone.
Everyone else has gone somewhere too and for some reason I suddenly have time to spend before I'm supposed to meet B. I end up watching some rather interesting historical drama in the tv (it's interesting because even though the people look all victorian they're acting like one would today). At some point I look at the time and it's 13: 24 and it's completely dark outside. The moon is shining outside and I realize I have to get going because I'm probably late.

At this point I wake up which is totally annoying 'cos I would've wanted to meet B again (or at least find out if I did/do). Otherwise I would have gone back to sleep but I had to let the chimney sweeper in.

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