onsdag 24 mars 2010

Don't be such a drama queen.

I dreamed a dream. And I remember almost everything.
I had gotten invites from my friend in Wales, they were black and purple, and I was going to my mum's job. When I came in there I went to the room in the back and there was two snakes. They just layed there, but then I saw a third snake between the two others and it jumped up and bit me in my right thigh!
The weird thing was that when I came out and told everyone else, noone seemed to care. I was there, panicked and noone even thought of calling an ambulance. So me and some other people (don't exactly remember who) took the tram and walked to the hospital. And when I said something like "Maybe I shouldn't walk, if I was snake-bitten" everybody else were like "Why not, don't be such a drama-queen". Then we arrived to this hospital that was huge and I just walked in the first door. But it was totally empty and I got the feeling of sickness and death. So I walked out of there and passed a group of policemen standing there at the veranda. So then I came in to a nurse, and neither was she as panicked as I was.
Suddenly I was at my school and my black Longchamp bag had dissapeared. So I went around looking for it (it was at the second floor) and then a science/math teacher that I don't even have helped me finding it. Then I sat there talking to some guys and somehow I took of my shirt so I sat there in my bra only. Then the boy came there and stared (no more then usual). I saw my friend L standing at my locker, and decided to tell her everything.
Then I woke up.