Struggling in a Street School: Friends, Phones, and a Classroom Funeral
I dreamed I was at school, but the school was out on the street and had no fences. I had also sneaked in my phone and computer. I dreamed my grades were terrible, and then my high school friend asked a lot of people to come tutor me, and she tutored me too. I just kept going to class, listening to them explain problems, going to class, listening to them explain problems. About three days passed, and then someone died. Everyone was very sad. Then I dreamed my friend brought a rice cooker to attend the funeral (the funeral was held in the classroom). Then I asked her for some salt to eat, and she actually gave me some, but the salt tasted awful. I asked her for sugar instead, and she gave me that too, and then I pretty much woke up.
I dreamed I was at school. A teacher assigned me a dorm room; my room was 525, the very last one. I went to the school canteen and lined up to buy food, but when it was my turn, the sandwich I liked was snatched by the person behind me, so I had to buy pizza. Then it started raining at the school. I wandered aimlessly around, only to accidentally stumble upon a monster. The black monster melted into the shadows, making it hard to spot. I forgot the rest.
