Dream 01-15-06

It was the first day of school. This school was terrible. There were not a lot of students, but I got the feeling they all hated me. The teachers weren’t too bad. The classrooms, though . . . A small group of us were walking down a hallway. We found our lockers, which were tiny. Then we went back to the classroom. There was like a turnstile then stairs leading down. Downstairs was the real classroom. There was a huge cage with big desks that seated 3 people each. I grabbed a test and found an empty chair. The girl I sat next to promptly stood up and moved. I looked at the test, and it was all in Spanish. Also, it was a scan-tron type test and all I had was pens.