My introduction to the world of blogging and the dream of August 2-3.

My first post. Yay, or something.

So here goes, the first dream I intend to describe.

We're in Bristol, I know it's Bristol because I know that the river that runs through town is Avon, and the little part of the river banks in town that I saw looked a lot like this. Well, with the exception of the large medieval castle that was sitting right there. Oh yeah, there was a medieval castle in the center of town and this castle was a boarding school which Kit and I both attended. At the same time, with very strict rules that we both adhered to despite the fact that she's 17 and I'm 22.
So, there we were, attending school in an old castle that had a moat and a drawbridge and everything. For some reason, I was out in the afternoon one day and I was drinking coffee (well, probably something else since I hate coffee) or something at a sidewalk café with one of my teachers (I kind of know who it was, but I'll get to that later) - and I remember us talking about stuff and for some reason we started kissing. And as weird as that was, it's about to get weirder. After my teacher left I was leaving the sidewalk café (which I'm now pretty sure was either on a boat that was shaped like a square or in a house that also had a moat) and as I got up to leave I saw my mother on the other side of the moat and left to go talk to her. It turned out that she had seen me kiss my teacher and was upset with me and wanted to talk to me about my behaviour - she didn't seem upset at all with my teacher, just me. She made me feel really guilty about the whole thing.

So, the next day or something, I'm back at the castle. And Porcupine Tree are in town! I think we go to see them play - in the middle of the day when we're allowed out of the castle. Kinda strict place, really. Parts of the dream are blurry, but I think we saw them before we ate dinner or lunch in the school cafeteria. Kit was sitting two seats down from me, and opposite me was Jerome from "Ian Wright's Unfit Kids" (a really cute kid!) and apparently his rice was burnt and he asked me for some of mine and as I put some on his plate Kit got up from her seat, mumbled something about having stuff to do and left.

At some point during that day we'd overheard one of PT's roadies saying they were all going to a pub called "I love Jessie" (I know, right? Weirdest name ever!) and as it happened, this pub was right across the river (there was a bridge right after the drawbridge to the castle) and of course the little building that was the pub had a moat too. No drawbridge though, just a regular one. And we managed to sneak out and we could see Wes and Steven through the windows of the second floor of the pub. Steven saw us too and was standing very solemnly, slightly leaning out of the window, watching us. And then a teacher caught us - not the one I'd kissed earlier, a different one. He yelled at me for taking Kit out of the castle like this, taking her age into account, and then sent her back inside. But he didn't send me back, instead we walked over the bridge to the pub and continued around back where there were no people and... we started making out. And then I woke up. Two teachers in two days?!?!?! I'm the sluttiest boarding school girl ever!

So, the weird thing about these teachers... One of them was a friend (of sorts) of mine and the other one was Severus Snape from the Harry Potter books. I actually can't quite remember which pf them did what, but I *think* Snape was the one that caught us outside the pub at night, he seems to be a more nocturnal teacher than most others.

Why was I making out with them? Why did Jerome ask for my rice? Why was his burnt and not mine? Why was Steven watching us from the window of the pub? And why the hell am I attending a boarding school at the age of 22? A medieval one at that! Though, no complaints about it being located in Bristol...


That's it for my first blog post. I've officially sold my soul to the devil.