I had a very long, but entertaining, sequential dream during the last sleep period. I was in Algerbra 2 on the last day of school. My actual teacher (well, not anymore) was not there, and instead was Grandpa Joe as he appeared in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005). I was doing some sort of extra credit thing, and for some reason it had nothing to do with math--I was matching quotes from novels with quotes that had the same themes. I only matched about six and Grandpa Joe said that got me eighty-eight points. Then I went off to my last class, P.E.. Interestingly, Geometry and P.E. were my last classes when I was a freshman, but last year Algebra 2 came first and P.E. was fifth.
I went to the school's swimming pool, which was much larger than usual and had huge bleachers on each side. There, my P.E. teacher was extra cranky and would only count a student present if he or she jumped into the pool when he called his or her name. Even if they didn't have any swim-ready clothes. Luckily I did, and I'd just found my towel perfectly dry on the sidewalk. I jumped in from the top bleacher and kind of floated down. It was really weird. But then all of a sudden my P.E. teacher became less cranky, nice, even. He announced he didn't care and marked the rest present. So I got out and went home.
Except I didn't go home and found myself in this small house that was decorated with frilly things that made it resemble the inside of a mansion. And Porky Pig was there. He ran inside a tiny plastic flame in the fireplace and said "Aren'tcha gonna chase me?" I didn't respond, but no, I wasn't going to. Then a bunch of letters appeared on the floor and a voice told me that if I wanted to leave, I had to use them all in a crossword-type of thing, kind of like Scrabble. It didn't matter what the words were. When all the letters were gone I needed one more E. So I flipped into 3-D (But I was already in 3-D...!) and found a whole new set of letters. That dream ended and I went into that toss-turn-I-don't-wanna-get-up sequence.
