If a dream is a wish your heart makes... my heart wants strange things.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Mission: Fail- Retry, Abort?

This Dream Was: Fully Interactive

I am going on a ski trip with my high school, only where we end up there isn't any snow and there is never any skiing in my dream. Every morning before doing... whatever, I guess, we had to deliver a package of some kind. I don't remember the first day, but I do remember the second. I was in trouble because the people in charge had no record of me delivering the package the first day. That didn't mean that I didn't deliver it, but it didn't help that there was a truck and bunch of money missing.

And I didn't remember what happened.

Oh well, I am sent on another job- but there are some people I need to talk to first, one is a teacher from my high school, that I don't remember the name of. I will have to ask Adora later Ms Lee. Another is in this... dorm area that is just FILLED with people. You can't walk without touching other people, and everybody was really friendly with each other. I can't go in for whatever reason, but Angela can, so I send her in to find the person for me. I am waiting and getting annoyed that I can't go in when I wake up.