Mellophone Worry

First off,

This girl who plays mellophone in my band, Zoe Rudich, was trying to frame me for destruction of property or something for getting nail polish all over her yearbook (??) and I know why, because in real life I yelled at her at the game on Friday. But she didn't succeed because she was clearly trying to frame me.

Then I somehow knew how to play mellophone and I was so happy because it meant I could march mellophone in college and I could even do DCI if I wanted... I was really disappointed when this part of my dream wasn't true. If I had more time in my day I'd definitely learn mellophone.

Then there was a big chunk of dream, I was walking around some town that looked like a cross between Oxford and Midland with someone who alternated between my brother Joe and Joe Dorman. I had to call my mom to get directions at one point and I distinctly remember the whole scene:

I was standing at a street corner looking up at the street signs. A female police officer was standing behind me because apparently that was her post. I called our house phone first and it went straight to voicemail (which doesn't actually happen with house phones in real life.) so I called her cell but she was on the house phone with some guy from our church. But I told her the streets we were at (one of them was Westview) and she told me to turn right, but I saw this little music store to the left so I went that was to go check it out.

We walked through some stands that looked like they'd been at the renaissance festival on our way over. The music store was a huge disappointment, it was mostly just pictures of people for some reason. I determined while in the music store that I was in Midland because the kids in the marching band photos were Midland High students. There were mostly pictures of the sousaphones, who for some reason were wearing a bunch of PVC pipe in addition to the sousaphones.

At this point my mom showed up and was looking around the music store too and talking about relationships. First she told me that I needed a new boyfriend because a girl shouldn't just have one boy her whole life. Then she was talking about her relationships and for a few minutes I was under the impression that she was a lesbian.

Then when I was ready to go, I went to get my mom from where she was talking to the shop owner. I just said, "I'm ready to go" to her and walked away, then realized that the shop owner was my old band director Mr. Reinhard, but I kept walking away because I'm still pissed off that he left.

Finally, we were walking down a sidewalk and for some reason I couldn't stop walking in a diagonal line and pushing everyone off so they all got really mad at me.

This was a long one.
The end.