||[Sep. 2nd, 2006|01:26 pm]
Before I forget, I had the weirdest dream last night, and it was weird because it was strangely realistic and loads of people I knew were in it. Basically, it was last year, and the hustings for head girl were taking place near the shed in the games field (obviously). However, to get head girl, one first had to give a speech, etc, but then embark upon a very long run. I was going to partake in this run, but I thought I'd have months to train for it, whereupon someone informed me that it was taking place at half past 2 that afternoon, so I couldn't be fucked, but charlie and sophie could So I went off and organised a puppet show with sarah blankfield, which was met with much critical approach, and I was extremely upset. Later that day, it was ascertained that sophie was head girl, as she had run 74 miles.
Then, I had to do my puppet show again, still in the sports field, and people ignored me, and I sulked a lot. And then, suddenly, we were all in newquay and in a fancy dress shop looking for pirate outfits. And I got these kick-arse leather boots and a plastic sword and char got a funny moustache disguise and katy bought a ship in a bottle. Sophie had mysteriously disappeared at this point, maybe recuperating from her run? And then we went back on the coach which was driven by Amy C's mum. We were sitting in the backrow looking all suspicious, and someone took our orders for food, so that was a bit hogwart's express-y. But we had to change our currency into percy pigs to buy our tea and cakes with, and sarah m threw a strop at this, and not only stole my money but also chucked my cigarettes (curiously marlboro lights) out the window.
I wouldn't normally write all this down, but it was really weirdly realistic, and when I woke this morning I felt strangely discomfited that I hadn't actually got any kick-arse leather boots.