Usually in my dreams, I can't remember which incidents happened first. So I'll put them down in order of rememberence. (It's funny how dreams whisk past and through time.)
The first part of this dream, I remember, involved a trip somewhere. It was with my school. (The trip reminded me of the trip to Ottawa with my gr. 8 class at the end of the year.) Joanne was there. She was sad because her mother wasn't coming with her (her mother had come the last time). I was sad too that my mother wouldn't be coming (even though she didn't come to Ottawa last year, but in the dream I thought that she came with us the last time). I looked out the window and pondered how long we'd be on this trip. I hope it wouldn't be for long. I already had that feeling of not wanting to be there. Then accusations flew threw me -- of not being friends with
