Hannah, Ellie, and I are all in this hotel for some big reason. Maybe a Josh Groban concert. Or maybe a lecture on lymphocytes. Whatever the reason, it's big. My parents and Barium are in a rather large rented house. Maybe we're all staying there, but that's fuzzy.
So, first part of dream: A woman on the roof of a building won't sell something (stuffed animal, maybe) to a girl who has Down Syndrome. Being the righteous people that we are, Ellie, Hannah, and I are angry. Hannah phones the manager a complaint. Then we go through this long and boring process of how to ship that thing to Sweden, which is where the girl lives. Maps galore; it's very yawn causing.
Second part of dream: I'm in that rented house on the top floor in a bedroom, and I have this huge JOSH GROBAN! package. It has DVDs, CDs, books, etc all related to Josh Groban. I put on a music video and watch it. There's a girl with silvery-white hair that looks a bit like me. As I'm laying there watching, I realize it IS me. I think, "OMG, I'm in a Josh Groban video! I don't remember being in it, but I was!" Then I run downstairs to tell my mom and dad. They say I was, and I had to get my hair dyed.
Third part of dream: I'm on the computer checking my email. I find out I got a bad grade on an essay.
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