i was going to school to be a nun. and me and all my nun friends were sliding around in the hallways in these ice skate contraptions like hockey players because the floors were super waxed. and we were doing those stop move things when they turn their feet to the side and kick up all the ice flakes. except there was nothing being kicked up. we left ruts in the floor, but somehow the ruts slowly oozed back to being flat. really slowly, like honey.
and then they started selling fake flowers in the hallways and there were giant giant stands of flowers. and there was this cool stand of these plastic floweres that were made to look like they were underwater. and i kept trying to get people to go look at them because they were so unique and so real looking, but everyone was having too much fun skating around the hallways. i finally convinced someone to go look and they thought it was the coolest thing ever and i was like "see! i told you!"
then i was back in class, and i could see myself.. but i wasnt me. i was blond and south american-looking with big teeth and i was wearing a lot of makeup and a white habbit. then i was back in my body (well my body in the dream) and we were reading from our textbook except i kept reading it backwards. i would read one page and then turn the page the wrong way and read, and i couldnt figure out why it made no sense.
then i was in this weird jail with paula and brian. and brian was trying to get with me but i was resisting. i was still a nun chick except i was wearing normal clothes and i was actually in my own body. the jail was like hallways with doors with no windows and there was really loud music coming out of all the rooms. we were there because our friend brandon was in jail and we were visiting him. i started decorating the wall outside his cell with different colored skirts. they were like... belly dancing skirts.. a lot of really lightweight fabric. and i kept hanging up black and grey ones because i was making fun of him and wanted people to think he was goth. so we eventually open the door to his cell and music comes blasting out of the door, apparently the cells are sound proof.. and i look in and the room is huge and there are computers eeeeverywhere and brandon isnt the only one in there.. tex and eg are there, and theyve got mixing boards and like 15 computers and i walk in and i say "THIS is fucking JAIL?! i wanna go to jail!" but brian was like "why do you want to go to jail? thats not very smart" and i was kinda like "" "it was a joke. computers. i want them...... nevermind." and he still didnt understand but whatever.
anyway, we all go in and all these other random people i know, but not very well, show up and brandon and tex put on blind by korn. really loud at first and paulas sitting at one of the tables singing along and then they turn the music down and shes still singing along really loud like shes wearing earphones and doesnt realize how loud she is singing. everyone looks at her and i walk over and say "paula. the music isnt loud anymore. what are you doing?" she was singing reeaaaally off key and all girly.... to korn. and she looked kinda hurt and said "..i was just.. singing.." and she got up and walked away and left her backpack and her purse there and this girl i know from beauty school showed up and started going through the stuff in her purse looking at her drivers license and her check card and her platinum visa card. except for some reason i knew that it wasnt activated and paula just had it in there for show. in case anyone ever looked through her stuff, they would think that she had a platinum visa card.
then the dream changes and im not in the cell anymore.. i was in a big abandoned church. there was boxes everywhere and everything was covered in cloth and dusty with cobwebs and rats and stuff. and i was in the blond girl's body again except im dressed like a ninja robber all in black and theres other people there dressed like me. i knew who they were in the dream, but i dont know who they are now. the lights are out and we were trying to get out of the church. the walls were covered with that blue grainy stuff from the tool- stinkfist video, and i wipe it off the windows to see that there was a brick wall built around the whole church locking us inside.
suddenly, these guys come busting through the wall and the leader was huge.. muscular.. in a black wifebeater and jeans, who was apparently my brother, but isnt my brother in real life. he had a big huge flask of gasoline and a blow torch. and hes all "roar!! we are the christian jihad you all will pay!!" or something.. he started ranting and raving like crazy religious terrorists do and im just sitting there glaring at him all badass. then he stuffed a cloth into the flask and lit it on fire with the blow torch and threw it over my head and into the warehouse and it exploded like a bomb, but in slow motion. i looked down at my arm and it was on fire and i could feel it, but i didnt do anything about it... i remember thinking "what about my brother? he just killed himself and all his friends"
then i blacked out and woke up back in the nun class room in the while habbit as the blond girl. i could see myself. i was smiling and talking with one of the other girls like nothing had happened. then i was in my body (well the blond girl's body) and i looked down at my book and realized i was turning the pages the wrong way. so i turned the page the right way and the lesson started to teach about cooking and baking with a a bunch of recipes and i remember thinking "if im a nun what the hell do i do? i guess i dont go out much. probably go back to my room after class and do my homework and then pray or read and go to sleep. oh well. thats what nuns do"
i read the recipes and i was happy and then i woke up.
The Nunnery
" "it was a joke. computers. i want them...... nevermind." and he still didnt understand but whatever. 
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