I had a dream that I was walking up a ramp to my Lit. class, except that it wasn't a ramp anymore. It was an escalator going at, like, turbo speed, so I kept tripping on it because I couldn't keep up with it. Then, when I walked to the door, the classroom was outdoors and on top of a steep grassy hill.
I walked back down the speedy escalator whilst knocking over my guidance counselor, and I ended up breaking 3 of her ribs (by accident, of course).
As I walked into the guidance office to ask about the weird changes going on around the school, there was an office party with decorations, chips, dip, fruit, meat, cake, cookies, and whatever else. Also, there was another weird occurrence in the office: the people there were cats. Their fur was colored by their hair color. The ladies wore sweaters and skirts, while the men wore glasses and ties. Not knowing what else to do, I sat in one of the empty chairs and chowed down on some apple slices as I petted my assisstant principal and fed her ham.
Suddenly, I see my dad pull up in front of the school with a stack of football jerseys as he enters through the main doors.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" I asked him with an expression of bamboozlement.
"I'm bringing these for the football team!" he exclaimed excitedly.
"Since when did you start working for the football team?"
"Since just now!"
I let out a big sigh. I didn't think my school could get any weirder. "Hey, when I'm done with this, you want me to take you home? It doesn't look like anyone could stop you."
"Sure, why not?" I replied with amusement. I had to get away from this crazy school.
So, my dad took me home, then I woke up.