i woke up at 6:10 AM to my roommate's alarm, laid there for a few minutes thinking she was gonna go shower first, and went after i realized that she wasn't. right after i showered i went to bed again.
i dreamed that i met tiffany again, the girl from hoi an, and we were at a university event. That's all I know really. We were talking and then spent some of the event together because we didn't know anyone else there.
Suddenly there was some guy talking to a TA and asking for her to be lax on his grade but she tells him she has dropped one of his exams and lowest he assignment grades and starts to get very angry, she moves toward him with a threatening way and corners him into a good up of people who were still studying nk fast remember who struck first the girl or the boy but someone got hit. And then it got really violent. Security was preventing the violence from spreading by closing in the space with thick glass sheets. People were screaming and then they broke down the glass sheet opposite from where I was standing with Tiffany. I immediately grabbed Tiffany's hand and started running to the exit, telling her that it was a really bad idea to stick around there.
When we exited we were met with a soft evening light and purple hues in the greenery. The dreamy, beautiful sort of evening it looked a lot like the outside of my high school and elementary school but the elementary school playground was in the place where the middle school should've been. We walked together. What I remember most though was the soft evening light. So beautiful. We saw two people who had run from the area and they looked literally like models. The first one looked like David Chiang but the other one I couldn't place. She was worried about the wound on his face but he was brushing her off very gruffly.
I wanted to take Tiffany to the park, which you could get to if you cut through the playground clearing. The edge of the woods somehow became wider. There were beach chairs and shoes lying all around. I was looking for shoes to wear because we were both barefoot and I was, for some reason, very concerned about getting nice flip flops dirty so I tried to find some boots to take with me so we could go through the woods. Suddenly I was thinking about Cara Poole, how I had walked with her to Stokesdale Park when my little brother was playing guitar for the talent show, and I laughed because I thought, if I told her I was gay now she would probably tell every single person that we had ever gone to school with.
Then I woke up.