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July 18, 2003
The School Bus...
Ever had a dream you really didn't want to wake up from? Even though you know everything is wrong?
I'm getting ready for school, despite being the age I am now... James knocks at the front door, I go down, and we get onto the school bus outside. We get on board and sit with a tall young guy and a nice blonde woman. For some reason, all four of us are going back to school - school uniforms and all. The school is Towneley, though we are wearing red jumpers with a yellow lion on them. We chat about allsorts while the bus wanders through Burnley (at one point the tall guy asks if I'm 'in colour', as I look really tired and washed out (why is everyone such a good writer of dialogue in dreams?), and later once we swap seats (I get a numb bum in the corner) about getting better jumpers becaise he'll grow out of this one in a few weeks...)
As th bus goes round we all chat, the girl (whose face I know from somewhere) sits on James' knee, but when we swap seats she sits next to me and we chat. By now the bus is heading along St Andrews Street past my old house, (how it got there don't know) and goes down Ryland Street.... only to do a u-turn and come back up (narrowly missing a metal staircase). We look at our watches at the bus stops on Briercliffe Road and we get off (after noting that if we stay on, and the bus ever gets to school, we can at least say the bus was late!). I realise I have only my slippers on my feet - I dash back with the others waiting for me (though the direction we are going is Barden, not Towneley) and go through the door - the house is being done up a workmen are downstairs with mum planning stuff, and the floor is bare on the landing. I go into my bedroom and slip my shoes on, and I think 'why are we all so good at writing in dreams' (see above)... then the sky starts going dark, and a light comes towards the house drom the distance... it quickly becomes a badly superimposed old series Enterprise. By this time I have realised I am in a dream, and fight (literally) not to wake up - this seems like such a better, if weirder, world... I crouch by the window wishing it would stay... but then I woke up for real to this place.
Bugger.
Hmm. I don't recognise anyone in the dream personally (apart from James, natch, and the fact that the girl was familiar), but this one was odd. The school uniforms (red jumper with lion on it - from Harry Potter - maybe the Gryffindor prefects jumpers? That might make the tall guy an older Ron, and The girl am oldr Hermione even though they looked totally wrong) were interesting... but this was not the usual 'school' type dream. No corridors, no nothing, just a double decker school bus.
I wonder if any of it stems from what James was talking about on the night out... (I didn't put it in there as Marie might have read it and clouted him!), but he wondered what all the girls at school looked like now, 15 (!) years on... Now there's a thought to conjour with... I think half the girls and women who see me and come over to chat while I walk round town are from school, which is probably why they know so much about me, and I know zip all about them. But then, Jamius is a perv, so that explains his interest!
Ahem.
I can get where the workmen come from - first, yesterday morning I woke up to find a workman had come round to fit a hanging basket bracket as part of a community thingy (lots of hanging baskets to get rid of the drug dealers!), and the fact that I'm spending much of this weekend (and the week!) doing my bedroom. The Enterprise is in my head as James had mentioned that the old ship was in the mod he was trying in Freelancer. The slippers were possibly from the same source that drops you in all your naked glory in the middle of the supermarket frozen food aisle...
What really got me is that when I realised it had to be a dream, I actually fought to stay there! Shows how messed up real life is!
By the way - you wouldn't believe how many spelling mistakes I managed to put in this entry this morning... spoonerisms and total dyslexia abound - between that and my grasp of numbers (if I see more than two numbers together in a phone number, say, 0162 7564446, my brain hurts - there really MUST be something wrong up there...)
Posted by Badgers at July 18, 2003 07:41 AM
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Hhmmmmm,not up to your usual standards,but quite revealing none the less.
I think the Red school jumpers do come from Towneley,as we wore red in the fifth year(when I was there,that is),but I think the red lion signifies the gryffindor emblem from Harry Potter.
As for the blonde girl(she's called Ruth BTW(I think,I asked Sarah-Jane about her today),maybe that was from our sat nite out chats,then again,if that was the case,where were the jap schoolies:)
Your spelling was atrosiuo,atrchu,attrusiu,CRAP!!
And the bus was obviously some reference to me again,or you're thinking of going to Manchester tomorrow,sorry,today!
What the hell was the girl sitting on my knee for,anyway?
God I wish I had a dream interpreter book or something!!
Posted by: Jamius at July 19, 2003 12:08 AM
I have a dream interprtation book, abd believe me, they are useless! "You dream of power... if you dream about a toilet" - WTF?
I've just corrected some of the remaining spelling mistakes and added the Gryffindor bit - I think James could be right there, though if so, where was my wand and owl?
Posted by: Steve at July 19, 2003 06:40 AM