dream:
i forgot to make it to class. it was summer school at high school and i was sitting in on classes because jessica and i both agreed it would be a good idea, but jessica wasn't with me.
then i was out
i had a dream i was being used for some sort of human experiment by an old, short, white guy.
we had to keep going back to this stupid room and there were lots of parts of this dream including school and other people, but it was clear that we were not to deviate or escape.
it was like constantly being in class.
sarah was there, and other people, and a boy.
in this one part, i didn't look like myself, i was blonde and a little taller and kind of eastern european. i was holding signs for this woman who i suppose was the front desk for the experimenter, auditioning sort of. the place was old and looked like a cathedral.
then we were on a plane, and the boy of my dreams (or someone who just looked really handsome) was bothered by either me or the experimenter. he said he was going to cut my hands off and i winced, then he turned to the experimenter with a knife behind his back and said he wanted to shake his hand. then he cut off the experimenter's hands and saved me.

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