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date: Friday, July 18, 2008 @ 12:46 pm
title: Harsh unreality

It's Cadenza and we're on the stage in a small hall that's really sparsely filled. Like one side of the hall is empty. We play Global Variations till we come to around the beginning of the second page, and then Mr O, strangely, suddenly stops us to correct something. I spot my mum and aunt in the audience. After that we go backstage and I take out my socks and shoes to change back into my school shoes. My mum, aunts and sis come backstage to find me. For some reason my band socks and shoes are lying at the foot of the stairs leading up to the stage, and when I go back to put them on I can't find one sock. I return backstage to use the toilet, and when I go in I find that the other side opens out to this 'cliff', actually a large ledge, and there's this idiot smiling evilly on a jutting plank. I look down and find that 20 storeys below me is a large body of murky grey water and there are people in it. I ask the idiot incredulously, "You want me to jump?" And he says, "Yes." I jump (:O), and after a few moments of weightlessness I am plunged into the grey water. Somehow I find out it's an SAF swimming pool and the people in it are SAF members and their families - there are elderly people and I remember a young woman in a dark blue bikini. I also find out that this pool is dangerous although I have no idea why, so I start swimming towards the fence at the other end of the pool. On the way I someone I know from church who is part of the SAF. When I'm a metre or so from the high fence, something bites the last 2 fingers on my left hand. I shake it off and swim as quickly as the murky water allows. When I finally reach the fence, something tells me that I'm not allowed out of the water, and so I vault the high fence with amazing ease and find myself on a quiet street with houses. The bite on my hand is not serious. I run away as fast as I can before someone from that damned pool spots me.

There actually is some more, but I've forgotten the rest. Whimsical and fantastic huh? Ew especially the Cadenza part.