February 16, 2006

One Thing After Another

I had a Torrettes dream last night...no, not Tourettes...TORRettes...as in the city of Torrance drill team. I was still in Torrettes and I was captain. We had a competition and I arrived a little late. But that didn't stop me from wanting to watch some of the other teams so I went into the gym and watched. After a while I found out that our team was scheduled to perform in just like 5 teams. Mrs. Sprague, our coach, was upset at me for not being ready and not setting a good example for the team. So I rushed out of the gym and into the staging area to get ready. When I got to my bag, I realized I didn't have my uniform. Actually I didn't have anything. I ran around trying to borrow some tights from somebody...anybody. When another girl let me borrow her tights, I put them on only to find there was a huge run in them. I started to panic and realized it didn't matter if I had tights are not. The bottom line was I didn't have my uniform. I couldn't borrow anybody else's because the other teams did not have the same uniform and all the girls needed to wear their own uniforms. I wondered if I could run home and get it before our team had to go on. I didn't live far and I was seriously contemplating it. But there were only 3 teams ahead of us and I realized I would be cutting it really close. I was so afraid to tell Mrs. Sprague I had forgotten my uniform. She was going to kill me. I kept debating and debating and then I realized I didn't even know the routine! How could I forget that! I hadn't been to any of the practices and I was supposed to have one of the girls teach it to me before the competition. I felt like a complete mess. It was awful. I was so upset at myself and scared of talking to Mrs. Sprague. I didn't want to let her down. I was a failure. I kept thinking...how could I let this happen? I'm captain!

Stress dream. That's surely what this was. I've gotta cut this shit out. No more stress for me. It's affecting my dreams for heaven's sake. I need to chill the fuck out.

Posted by Mollie Gamo at February 16, 2006 02:33 PM | TrackBack
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