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I had a fitful dream this morning. The one part that sticks in my mind was at a point when I needed to go to the washroom. It wasn't urgent, so I took my time. I came to the lobby where there was a team of four students (they looked like high school students from their attire) was exiting the lobby out of the double doors. Another team of four had just came in to take their place and stood in the lobby behind the rope barrier. I snuck through the barrier and went into the hallway.
The hallway was exactly the same as the hallway in the chemistry building. I weaved my way past the throng of students to make my way to the washroom at the end of the hall. I only realized then that I was wearing pajamas and quickend my pace before anyone I knew recognzied me. I was out of luck, as I ran into RH and JK at the door. Both were commenting about their final year in university and RH was primed to go into the water closet.
Seeing that his needs were greater than mine, I decided to wait. But my self conciousness took over and I looked for a place to duck into so that people wouldn't see me in this attire. I walked into a teacher's room. There were a couple of students around. Laz was sitting at one of the desks reading a book, while I decided to nonchalantly read one of the books on another desk.
This book was actually some sort of collection of comics. The one that stuck in my head was labeled after the name of some guy (a name which I can't recall anymore but it wasn't someone I knew). It showed panels of some old guy walking past a fan. As he walked past the fan, his hair would be ruffled up by the generated wind. On the final panel when he reaches his seat, his hair was stuck in the same position as it was in the previous panel. That would be pretty good hair gel.
I didn't want to stay in the room for much longer, but I noticed that GoofyBoy was sitting in a folding chair behind me, so I put the book down and realized that I was actually holding on to two books..
