I dreamed I was with my friend Penina in the principal's office on our school. We had done something against the school. I don't know what it was, but it had to do with our power of rhetoric. I'm in love with Penina, incidentally, so perhaps this information had gotten out. Mrs. Spirn (the principal) thought it would be an appropriate punishment to not let us debate on the debate team anymore, as we both currently do. And she told us so.

I woke up furious at her.

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