August 15, 2011 Dream

There were two parts to this dream. For the most part, it was about my former middle school classmates and I. In one part, all the guys of my grade were riding in a yellow school bus. Every one of them was wearing a blue-grey uniform, including a blue-grey hat, getting ready to go to war. Several of us girls were watching the next scene on a small TV, as if what they were doing were being broad casted on TV or they were being videotaped.

The yellow school bus was passing over a small ditch that had a small stream of water going through it. All of a sudden, the back of the bus burst into flames and the bus rolled several times, finally landing on its side. The back was black, as if burnt. (Ohh!!! us girls exclaimed in worry as we watched the TV). I continued staring at the TV. One 'soldier' was staggering out of the bus. He fell, face down, on the ground, not too far away. As I strained to see who it was, another person, someone I didn't recognize, who probably was the one in charge of the people on the bus, went over to the fallen person. The person stood up.
"Hey, are you still ready to go?" the commander said, or something like that. The classmate/soldier took off his hat and rubbed his blond-brown hair. That was then I recognized the person as one of my 'buddies,' to put it vaguely.

Anyway, so the B (first initial of the boy) said something like, "I have some things I need to think about." As in, he wasn't going to continue on. He walked away slowly.

That ended the first section. In the second section, everyone was preparing for a fun party that had dancing and such. Us girls were waiting for the guys to come along so we could start. There were several tables around. Each seat was for a specific person (the plastic red cups marked their seat-it said their name). There were a party plate and red cup for each person. The room was dimly lit, with a disco ball (is that what the spinning ball full of color is called?) in the middle of he ceiling. There were colors from it-red, green, blue, yellow, etc.

I was looking for that one classmate (B, as I mentioned before). I saw one of his friends in a nearby table and asked him where to find him. He pointed to somewhere and said he would be there soon. I went to a different table to look for his name on the cups. I finally found it. Then the dream ended.