#14: Rihanna the Poet (Teacher)

This morning I woke up from my slumber confused; I dreamt of Rihanna and for the first couple of minutes I thought this dream was a distant memory, that it actually happened. So after I realized that this was actually a dream, I had to write it down. This is what happened:

I had this awesome dream that Rihanna was my poetry teacher for the semester at school. Everyone in the class was sitting on the floor; the floors and walls were white.

Rihanna came in and sat down on these steps/bleachers. Everyone gathered around her, sitting on the floor. People were awestruck but didn't say anything, neither did she. She had her Rated R haircut and was wearing a black shirt. Her shirt had white lettering and I think it said Rihanna Navy though I'm not sure and she was wearing a small necklace/chain. She began her lecture. I was sitting at the end of the group, I sat on the far right, my right, at the front closest to Rihanna. While she was lecturing, sometimes she would turn my direction and look straight at me, in my eyes. It felt awesome! lol :)

An administrator came in the class and made sure that Rihanna was verified to work there and then left, leaving behind 3 girls who were supposed to be in the class. One girl was wearing a Rihanna "Hard" shirt. Rihanna looked up at her, saw the shirt, pointed to it and said "oh" then smiled. And then the 3 girls sat around Rih, right in front of me -_-. You know I was mad. Two of the girls' heads were in the way of my view of Rih so obnoxiously I said to them "can yall move out the way? I can't see". lol Then my friend Jessica was sitting next to me on my right started laughing. We both started stretching out our legs and she saw how long my legs looked when i stretched them out so she scooted up to try and make hers look longer. By then Rih had moved and sat on the floor with us near our feet on Jessica's right so I told Jessica to chill because I was afraid she would hit Rih with her feet lol.

The scene switched and I had left the classroom and went outside behind the school. It was night time, and I ran out onto the field where there were a long row of blue lockers where our school records were located. I ran past them thinking of the past and then I went down some steps and ran around the corner before stopping and coming back in the school. When I came back I saw Chris Smith -_- (this guy i don't like) and he asked me where my friend Tonna was and I said idk and I asked where his locker was and he said it was in the B building.

I went back into the classroom and this time the look of it changed, the walls were tan and there were desks, like those desks with the space in them from back in elementary school. I had a grocery cart with me filled with i guess books and I couldnt get it to fit through the rows of the desks, so I had to pass Rih's teacher's desk which was on the opposite wall. I smiled sheepishly at her and she smiled back and followed me with her eyes as I walked past her desk. I sat all the way in the last row in the second to last desk. I was counting money on top of the last desk for a fundraiser or something like that. And my friend Minlow was there, everyone was laughing at him for some reason, I think he accidentally bumped the desk lol but I told him to go up and talk to Rih.

That's all I can remember about what happened in the dream. It was really long. And it felt soooo real, like I said when I woke up I felt it was a memory instead of dream. She really looked and acted like a teacher. I mean, she was Rihanna, still a singer but she never addressed that in the dream. I think I had this dream because last night I was watching a bunch of Rihanna videos, but still doesn't explain why she had the Rated R cut and not her current hairstyle *kanye shrug*. But even though I never actually heard her speak poetry I know it was a poetry class she was teaching.
I think because I just finished my first week of classes for the semester the academic view point in the dream was present. But how awesome would it be if Rihanna really was a poet? lol I wish she would write her own songs. I do miss the Rated R era Rihanna though, how she sung about real shit that she was going through or had went through. Her songs on that album had depth, meaning and are waaaay better than the shallow raunchy sex songs she has now on her Talk That Talk album. I didn't really care for that.
Maybe this means she'll start writing her own songs or maybe cut her hair again :) I'd love either one lol