orange juice cloud house

I was at my old primary school, which was also my old high school at the same time. Some stuff happened that I can't remember then I walked past these two horrible murals of a girl's face with her hair blowing in the wind and some uplifting phrase painted next to them in cursive. One was in pink and one was in blue. The blue one was still being painted and when I walked past again Matt was standing on a ladder painting these murals and I told him that I really liked them, and I really did in my dream, but then I woke up and realised they were hideous.