Another dream relating to Ecola, but not really taking place there as far as I can remember.
The first part, some friends and I went to a mall and there was a little shop that was a LAN center, but more of a virtual reality thing. At some point it sort of shifted itself from virtual reality to the SNES version of Mario Kart that had been updated (Like games for XBL Arcade). I was playing that with two other people, one of them (I think) being Antman Mike. Then, two girls sitting in front of us turned around as asked us if they could "Lick the top of our car," which I thought was just too weird and vehemently answered with a no. That was followed by someone saying something like "Those could've been our wives."
Then I was in Cannon Beach, riding something around, perhaps my car, or perhaps a bike. I was hanging out with someone (Could've been Emilio, maybe Kurtis) and we were near a middle school right across from the campus. There were a bunch of kids waiting there for the bus or their parents or something and most of them were black and acting 'gangster.' Whoever I was with kept taking bikes from the bike rack and riding the around, and the kids were laughing at him.
There was a part where we were in a big auditorium being taught by an Ecola speaker. He gave the students a chance to get up in front and talk about stuff. Juliana went up there, but looked really different, and talked about something about sex and marriage and how she had a "completely different view on it now." As she was getting off the stage and coming around to her seat, Jared Reando asked her what Scott Umble should do if he "slipped up." I never heard the answer. The teacher was sitting in the back with me and Kurtis. Kurtis was blowing bubbles in his glass of water so the teacher referred to him as 'bubble kid' or something like that. The teacher offered Kurtis some tea, and it was basically a syrup that you added to your water. We were suddenly on a train, which was our dining hall, and there were some baskets with huge loaves of bread in them that we were supposed to break a piece off if we wanted some. Tyler Baird was walking by with a piece and I asked him to grab me a whole loaf, explaining to those around me that we in Ad Dorm just take a loaf of bread and chow down and if we can't eat it all we give it to someone else.
It seemed as though I did this part twice, but I only remember the second time. I was driving home from Cannon Beach, but it was a way shorter drive that seemed to start right on the border of Washington (Vancouver I think, but I don't actually drive through there on my way home). There was a certain part where you have to get off the freeway and then get back on and when you get back on, you have to go up through a little rough dirt path through a forest. This wasn't a shortcut or anything, it was the actual on-ramp because there were tons of other cars doing it too. On this occasion, I had my dad with me in the car and for some reason if I had the stereo on I couldn't make right turns very well. As we were going up through the forest path I was trying to figure out how to fix it, and Dad got out and started to walk, I was just going to pick him up further up the path I guess. Some time passed and he called me on my cell. The dream ended.
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