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What a strange dream... (but in typical form, aren't all the dreams we remember strange? Who wants to retell the dull and boring dreams where we're eating chicken :P)
I remember being back at my old school, Armour Heights, where I was wandering the halls. At some point, I discovered that I needed to be at the gym at 9:30, but just prior to that time the school had their "gatekeepers" set up, essentially people at their posts who wouldn't let people pass without having their two passes - one to get in from where you came from, and one from the destination location. I asked for my pass, and they told me that in order to get the pass, I needed to provide my class colours, something I apparently was given back when I was in Armour Heights. (I wasn't. Dream Logic.)
The teacher who was manning the post didn't need to ask me any questions, but started consulting with other teachers who were suddenly appearing to determine what my colours were. It was discovered that my colours were neon yellow and ham-pink.
When I looked at my watch (an old analog watch, I remember the hands), it was already 9:40 and I was starting to get impatient (while the line behind me continued to get bigger and longer, with a number of older people who were patiently waiting, like they've done this before).
So, the team of teachers gathered a slice of some strange meat that was already striped (like layers of dark meat and fat, but natural... ew!), and they were taking out the darker meat colour (as it was too red) and replacing it with ham slices, and then using a neon marker on the light, fatty parts. The end result looked like a slice of ham that was neon yellow and pink, a badge I was supposed to wear while I was a guest at my old school...
Holy crap, I just realized that I got sorted.
I remember being back at my old school, Armour Heights, where I was wandering the halls. At some point, I discovered that I needed to be at the gym at 9:30, but just prior to that time the school had their "gatekeepers" set up, essentially people at their posts who wouldn't let people pass without having their two passes - one to get in from where you came from, and one from the destination location. I asked for my pass, and they told me that in order to get the pass, I needed to provide my class colours, something I apparently was given back when I was in Armour Heights. (I wasn't. Dream Logic.)
The teacher who was manning the post didn't need to ask me any questions, but started consulting with other teachers who were suddenly appearing to determine what my colours were. It was discovered that my colours were neon yellow and ham-pink.
When I looked at my watch (an old analog watch, I remember the hands), it was already 9:40 and I was starting to get impatient (while the line behind me continued to get bigger and longer, with a number of older people who were patiently waiting, like they've done this before).
So, the team of teachers gathered a slice of some strange meat that was already striped (like layers of dark meat and fat, but natural... ew!), and they were taking out the darker meat colour (as it was too red) and replacing it with ham slices, and then using a neon marker on the light, fatty parts. The end result looked like a slice of ham that was neon yellow and pink, a badge I was supposed to wear while I was a guest at my old school...
Holy crap, I just realized that I got sorted.
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