Acting dreams, and a sandcastle.

I can't remember this one fully, so I'm going to just go with the flow.

For some reason, I was acting as an extra in a skit TV show that was directed toward youth-aged kids. They had me act it out, crying and such and sobbing, and these two guys were pulling me along. They thought I did a good job so they didn't ask me to do it again.

I then suddenly found myself in a convention centre, talking to two young girls and one older one about the sequel to a film they were shooting. We went outside, and something happened that I can't remember. Then we were walking down a path discussing acting. Apparently, I had been head of an acting thingie awhile before, and I had given one of the girls some constructive criticism that she didn't appreciate. I had told her that was she was doing "wasn't her" and that she should be more true to herself while acting, and she had taken that as an insult. I was upset, because I had really meant it as friendly. So I went with the other girl for a little walk and we went inside this wooden sand-dome, where we were crawling around in the sand and I asked if the first girl was pissed; thankfully she replied that she wasn't. Then we couldn't crawl any further, because one of the ways was blocked by a GORGEOUS and elaborate sand castle. And HUGE! It had these pillars and buttresses and it looked carved out of stone, but it wasn't. It was also a number of colours and it was actually more like a massive cathedral. It was also dyed different colours and it looked as though it was held together with a glaze. Then the first girl came and DESTROYED the whole thing to get it out of our way. I said what a shame it was, then woke up.