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Aug. 2nd, 2005 07:55 pm( Can I spell?!!?!!!11 )
Huh. Not too bad I guess.
Anyways, I had a horrible horrible nightmare this morning;_;
It was April and time for Prom, except I was a junior, so this hasn't happened yet:O
I remember we were going down highway 64 (which runs right alongside next to the interstate and is an important road for getting into Russellville or Atkins) to get back to the high school for prom :O I think we had been at a game or something. This was like a whole big mix of band tomorrow, homecoming, and obviously, prom xD I had a dress with me, but everyone in band had to get fitted for next year's uniforms before they could goX.x;
We were at school getting fitted for our concert uniforms, and Tisha was still there as a senior, but I was a junior, like I said. I got a uniform from the '50' box, and there were sizes 7, 9, and 11 in it xD (I remember this distinctly) and they were in a little plastic package.
I took these to a bathroom somewhere to try on, and for some reason, this bathroom at *school* had a tub in it, with curtains, so I closed these curtains with difficulty and started putting the uniform on, and all these people came inxD I think of them as cheerleaders because they wer emoving as a group, but I think they were my friends:O Because we were laughing together. They were getting into their dresses, and for some reason they had my cat with them.
This isn't aomy or young cato, but a beautiful mix of both of them. He was about Cato's size, really small, but shaped and colored like aomy-- grey tabby with a long tail and very long fur. And he was the sweetest tempered cat ever. And he was mine. <333
Anyways, we started talking and I got distracted, and I don't know how long we were in that bathroom t00bing around, but this teacher showed up.
She was dark haired, shorter than me, and had a hot pink shirt on. I don't remember her name. But she started to chew us out about being in the bathroom so long. She left, and we continued talking. After a while she came back and started yelling at us. We grumbled but still didn't get a move on.
Then, someone realized that the camera in the corner which everyone had thought was broken was flashing a red light. And of course it was pointed with a full view of the insides of the shower curtain.
I started screaming like a mofo.
Someone said they thought it was just the audio on, but I kept screaming. I told the teacher that I knew she was listening to this and she had better turn that friggin' thing off right NOW. I was screaming pretty loud. (I accidentally called her mrs. hesselbein which is sad, because she wouldn't *ever* do anything like that)
She showed back up, and decently clothed, if not completely in my band uniform yet, I continued screaming to her face. I think I mentioned how illegal it was to use cameras in a bathroom, that she was a sick freak, and some other things. She screamed back at me, then walked into the hallway outside the door. There was a window facing out over the courtyard, and we were on the second story. My cat followed her out there.
My friends had run off, not wanting to get in trouble, so I put the last of my uniform on (which was my orange pajama pants xD) and suddenly wondered where my cat was. Then I remembered how it had gone into the hallway.
Well, that hallway ended after the door going into the bathroom. From there there was a window looking out at a cover that hadn't been finished yet, so there were crossbeams showing.
I went into the hallway and coldly asked the teacher where my cat was. She pointed towards this window.
My eyes got wide when It hought that she might've thrown my cat to the ground and it would've been a pile of sidewalk kill, but which would look like an accident, like the window was open.
Worse.
Right at eye height, where teh cross beams were, my cat was hanging from it's feet upside down, dead.
She had killed it and placed it so blatantly obviously right there where anyone could see it.
This lady was a sick psycho, I swear.
I started screaming and crying and calling her all sorts of evil names, every single of which she absolutely deserved.
The screaming had finally attracted people's attention, and all these people were showing up-- security guards, student journalists, and even friends of mine. I remember meredith was there, and I told her how this lady had invaded my privacy and killed my cat, and she was sorry for me.
And then I woke up. And I cried for that cat, which I never had. I almost want to cry now ;_;;;
Huh. Not too bad I guess.
Anyways, I had a horrible horrible nightmare this morning;_;
It was April and time for Prom, except I was a junior, so this hasn't happened yet:O
I remember we were going down highway 64 (which runs right alongside next to the interstate and is an important road for getting into Russellville or Atkins) to get back to the high school for prom :O I think we had been at a game or something. This was like a whole big mix of band tomorrow, homecoming, and obviously, prom xD I had a dress with me, but everyone in band had to get fitted for next year's uniforms before they could goX.x;
We were at school getting fitted for our concert uniforms, and Tisha was still there as a senior, but I was a junior, like I said. I got a uniform from the '50' box, and there were sizes 7, 9, and 11 in it xD (I remember this distinctly) and they were in a little plastic package.
I took these to a bathroom somewhere to try on, and for some reason, this bathroom at *school* had a tub in it, with curtains, so I closed these curtains with difficulty and started putting the uniform on, and all these people came inxD I think of them as cheerleaders because they wer emoving as a group, but I think they were my friends:O Because we were laughing together. They were getting into their dresses, and for some reason they had my cat with them.
This isn't aomy or young cato, but a beautiful mix of both of them. He was about Cato's size, really small, but shaped and colored like aomy-- grey tabby with a long tail and very long fur. And he was the sweetest tempered cat ever. And he was mine. <333
Anyways, we started talking and I got distracted, and I don't know how long we were in that bathroom t00bing around, but this teacher showed up.
She was dark haired, shorter than me, and had a hot pink shirt on. I don't remember her name. But she started to chew us out about being in the bathroom so long. She left, and we continued talking. After a while she came back and started yelling at us. We grumbled but still didn't get a move on.
Then, someone realized that the camera in the corner which everyone had thought was broken was flashing a red light. And of course it was pointed with a full view of the insides of the shower curtain.
I started screaming like a mofo.
Someone said they thought it was just the audio on, but I kept screaming. I told the teacher that I knew she was listening to this and she had better turn that friggin' thing off right NOW. I was screaming pretty loud. (I accidentally called her mrs. hesselbein which is sad, because she wouldn't *ever* do anything like that)
She showed back up, and decently clothed, if not completely in my band uniform yet, I continued screaming to her face. I think I mentioned how illegal it was to use cameras in a bathroom, that she was a sick freak, and some other things. She screamed back at me, then walked into the hallway outside the door. There was a window facing out over the courtyard, and we were on the second story. My cat followed her out there.
My friends had run off, not wanting to get in trouble, so I put the last of my uniform on (which was my orange pajama pants xD) and suddenly wondered where my cat was. Then I remembered how it had gone into the hallway.
Well, that hallway ended after the door going into the bathroom. From there there was a window looking out at a cover that hadn't been finished yet, so there were crossbeams showing.
I went into the hallway and coldly asked the teacher where my cat was. She pointed towards this window.
My eyes got wide when It hought that she might've thrown my cat to the ground and it would've been a pile of sidewalk kill, but which would look like an accident, like the window was open.
Worse.
Right at eye height, where teh cross beams were, my cat was hanging from it's feet upside down, dead.
She had killed it and placed it so blatantly obviously right there where anyone could see it.
This lady was a sick psycho, I swear.
I started screaming and crying and calling her all sorts of evil names, every single of which she absolutely deserved.
The screaming had finally attracted people's attention, and all these people were showing up-- security guards, student journalists, and even friends of mine. I remember meredith was there, and I told her how this lady had invaded my privacy and killed my cat, and she was sorry for me.
And then I woke up. And I cried for that cat, which I never had. I almost want to cry now ;_;;;
