This dream has been viewed 4187 times.I was due to go to the beach with my friends, but I was worried because I hadn't worn a swimming costume in years. I was convinced that I was too fat to wear one, and the only one I had was from when I was about 13, which I knew wouldn't fit. I rummaged through my wardrobe, and found the costume, and as I'd thought, it was tiny. I carried on looking, and found another one, which was covered in swimming badges. I didn't want to wear it, because the little stitch-on badges were the type they give you when you're learning to swim, and I thought I'd look stupid. My mum came in and said she's found a swimming costume I could wear. She gave it to me. I looked at it, and realised that it was way too revealing for me. The bottom half was striped, and had really high cut legs. The top half was white, and there was a big gap down the front, which was laced up, and the back was very low.I tried it on, and was shocked to see that I looked really thin in it. It fit perfectly, and my body had changed to look like a model's. I decided not to wear it anyway, because I thought the white parts would go see- through. When I took it off, I looked normal again.
I met my friends, and we drove to Bournmouth, which is the nearest beach to our town. When we arrived, it was late, so we went to a bar. I got really drunk, and couldn't stand up straight. My friend Callum told me we were going to drive to Weymouth - another seaside town, which is considerably further away. I ddn't want to go, because I'd been drinking, and I knew I'd keep needing the toilet on the journey. I didn't have a choice though, because Callum was driving. I said I couldn't leave until I'd been to the toilet. Callum helped me up some stairs in the bar, to where the toilets were. Everything upstairs was broken and run-down, and the door to the toilet was blocked by a pile of wood. There was a man stood there, who said we had to leave, because he was closing the bar, but he agreed to let me use the toilet first.
When we left the bar, our friends were waiting for us, but instead of walking out into the street, we walked into the foyer of a cinema. It was huge, and everything was black and indigo, with cool light effects everywhere. I wasn't drunk anymore. Callum told me I needed to drive him home, so I said okay. When we got in my car, he asked me if I'd pick up our friend Ashley. I didn't really want to, because it was in the opposite direction, and I wanted to go home, but I agreed. When we started driving, Callum said "Oh yeah, and we have to get Chris too". I got angry, and told him that I was only supposed to be taking him home, and even though we were right outside his house, I refused to pick Chris up.
There's a big gap which I don't remember, but I was at a fair with my friend Sam. There were loads of stalls made out of wood, and we were having a really good time. Someone had given us wooden weapons. I had a bat, and Sam had a crossbow. I think the fair was supposed to look old-fashioned, because some people were in costume. We had a go at a game where you had to shoot balloons, but we didn't win. We walked through a door which was labelled as a fire exit, and saw Ashley sitting on a chair in a corridor. The corridor was really modern-looking, and was totally different from the fair. He told us he'd been expelled, and had to sit there until he was voted out, and that even though he wasn't at the fair any more, people could still vote for him, and he could still win. I somehow knew exactly what he was talking about. I tried to get Sam to come back out to the fair, but she was talking to Ashley, and wouldn't listen to me so I went back to the fair by myself. I kept thinking to myself that it was unfair that Ashley could still win.
Additional Comments:Who was voting for Ashley? Why were they voting? What were they voting for? What the hell was going on?