I had a dream last night. I woke up with this insane crick in my neck. I was by the chronicle room. And Ms. Newton was there. There was some drama with her debaters. I think Elaina and Sierra were there. It was like an elementary school classroom. With bathrooms like at Noise. I was talking to one of the football players. I asked him what he was doing with his life. I used to talk to him in sixth grade. I don't even know if he remembers me. Some one gave me a back massage. I saw some kids by the bungalows with the cameras that watch the teachers car. There was a picnic table with cracked light turquoise paint. The kids were playing hackey sack there. I think the one that my mom talked to last night was there. The one with the skinny fit jeans.