Dream Journal
The office decided to move a bunch of people around to make more room for new staff members. Two of the current staff members traded desks, one of which belonged now to an old classmate, Sailin. All of the other items in the office had been removed, and the two people sat at their desks looking quite bored. I knew that they didn’t do any work all day, and the desk switch only made it obvious.
I went out their door and into the middle of a large party/carnival taking place in the street. People hung out of the windows across the street tossing confetti (that building was so extremely tall that I could not see the peoples faces at the top windows).
I and two other friends hugged in a small circle and were going to sing a song for the party. I had written the song to the music of the Tiny Toons theme song, but my friends didn’t know the words. I sang louder, until the very end when I forgot the custom words. I ended up finishing with the real words to the theme song.