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Dream1

am JST Monday 28 November 2005

In a really difficult class with one of my favorite teachers and he was telling us we would have a list of questions on five differnet topics, and the answeres to these questions would give ourselves some insight as to what kind of people we are.

I wrote down the topics on the top of each page in my book and was ready to write down the questions, and then the lecture was finally over (I thought) as he was like, "okay, I'll give you the questions now," and I thought he would give us a URL of each list of questions but he instead was giving us topics of some really far out things like, "american chronyism" and "seahorses" and "topical cream ointments" and "dna structure in history" and "latest football scores" and I got shut down as I interrupted his flow at one point, asking him how these were related or something. Then as he would write each one down, he stood in front of the board so I couldn't see it, so I moved my desk, and he goes, "wanting to make a fuss, but not willing to do extra credit?" and I was on the verge of tears (for a reason I didn't understand) and I was like, "I thought we were going to get a list of questions on a topic, but we are getting a lits of unrelted topics. We could just write down any old topics and get an even better guage of what's in our subconsious than having us respond to what's in your subconsious. If we just have a list of five broad topics," and I flipped through my book to find the ones I had written, but couldn't find them (*) "then that would make sense, but as it is, we are getting exactly the wrong amount of input; broad topics and specific topics under them that don't make any sense to anyone but you so they won't show any insight on ourselves, which was the point of the whole exercise."

He considered this point for a moment and I woke up.

(*) this should have triggered me to realize I was in a dream

Dream2

7:55am JST Monday 28 November 2005

Waking up in a hotel with Hitomi I was like distraught at being so late and she woke up (actually it was Wende) and she called her firend to see if she could leave right away, but she came with me as I drove to school.

As we were still in bed, I was like, "where are we?" cause I couldn't remember where we had gone to sleep the previous night and she goes, "by a road" or something that reminded me and then I was driving myself to school and she came with me (acually it was Hitomi) and I was thinking I'll just have to drive her back and we were on this rather wide street with only one other car, and we were debating between circulating on the left versus circulating on the right and we chose the right after I realized we were in the United States and I drove past the guard booth and the guy was like hey wait a minute but I just rolled through and then got to a big dead end where I normally drove into the school. And I dropped off my mom; I was I was like, "quick; get out before they see you" and she hesitated a bit and I repeated "get out and go into the building" and she got out and they stopped her, but I did a U turn loop around and was like, "will my mom be able to go in?" and they said "Yes." "Will I be able to go in?" and there was no answer.

"Can anyone tell me where I need to go?"

"You can't go inside this way."

And I drove around to the next person. "Honestly. where should I go?" and he said with as much sympathy as didn't make sense, "you won't be able to get in within ten minutes."

and I was like, "where should I go in 9 minutes, then? or 11 minutes?"

"What kind of school is this if I can't get in?" And I just turned around and started crying, driving back and woke up.