I had two dreams last night.
1. I was sitting at a table in a restaurant with a small group of people. I picked up a tall glass of water and drank it in one go. I held my head right back as I finished the glass. Then I placed it back on the table.
2. My dream about the arty, creative girl with fair skin and long black hair.
I was standing in some public toilets with a school friend. I was waiting near a mirror and wash basin while my friend went into one of the cubicles. An Asian girl came out of a cubicle and washed her hands and left. She didn't say anything or give me any eye contact. Then my friend came out of the cubicle and said something like "The person who left this here was Asian." I looked to where she was pointing at some Glad Wrap in the wash basin. I hadn't seen it before. Then my friend left. Then the creative, arty girl with fair skin and long black hair came out of one of the cubicles. She was dressed in a floral skirt but she looked stylish and arty. She said something rude to me. She spoke quite a lot but I can't remember what she said. Then she left. I paused for a moment then I decided to follow her. She wasn't running but she was going very fast. I had to run to keep up with her. We were in a school corridor like one of the corridors in my high school. There were people everywhere. I had to dodge past them to keep up with her. It was dark and hard to see. It seemed like night time and not day time. And it seemed more like a night club than a school. People were interested in what I was doing. They were running along beside me asking me questions. Some of them were giving me information about the girl. I was angry with the girl because of the way she spoke to me. I wanted to catch up with her and confront her. I'm not sure that I ever did. The dream got vague at this point and then it changed. I was sitting on the back seat of a car load of girls. We seemed to be friends. They were asking me what I was going to do to the dark haired girl once I caught up with her. I think they thought I was going to beat her up. But I wasn't going to beat her up. I just wanted to confront her and find out why she said those things. I told them this. And that was the end of the dream.