tyne met had to kick out all the muslims, and i remember people dragging nailah away.
and whoever wasn't muslim had to stay in college, like live there.
i shared an art classroom with liv, alice and stacy (who doesn't even go). and our quilts were cling film.
and i was woken up by liv and alice having a conversation about salads, so i was plotting ways to escape with stacy.
then at the end, we discovered that by 'muslims' they meant black and white films. i remember a copy of alfred hitchcocks 'psycho' on this convayer belt, rolling towards a bin of some sort.
yeah it doesn't sound as intresting as it probably was, but somewhere in that dream it made me bite my tounge. it hurts alot today.
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