Crazy crazy crazy dream. Another dream within a dream. Fast-forward to move in day, August 20, 2011. I was supposedly enrolled in some brain enhancing class, with mostly Korean kids in it (must be like the institution I went to, during the summer of my rising Junior year). Met a cool cat named David, very similar to the kid at Enloe. Then again, most Korean Davids I meet are pretty generic imo, no offense to them. Plastic-rimmed glasses, repeatedly washed 100% cotton shirt (it was red, quite soft like the green shirt I got), and the “Korean” haircut (soccer players). It was a series of strange tests, rotating in groups of 2 or 3, from table to table. Being sort of late, I got paired up with this girl, who seemed quite mature. At first, I didn’t think she was attractive and she seemed bitchy, but as I got to know her more and more, I was significantly attracted to her. The first rotation we were in, there was this whale of a man, with glasses and a blue dress shirt and black pants. He looked like he was at least 450lb. He tested us on something, which I forget, but he then took my name tag(?) for some reason. So I forcefully took it back after a brief confrontation, and right then, the director of the program, next to him, straight up said “You just lost that name tag to that kid, you’re fired.” Of course, he seemed devastated, and I too, was mortified. I just made someone lose his job, which made me feel like complete shit. So I tried to reason with the director and tried to give my tag back, but the fat guy just left and the director told me that I need to go on with my rotation. So bump that, I go to the next rotation. It was an Asian lady, probably Korean, like one of my teachers back at that institution. Come to think of it, there were quite a lot of similarities. For example, the kids in this class were trying to go to prestigious schools, except that David kid was like “Oh I’m going to U of Austin.” Strange, indeed. So with this Asian lady, it was a series of questionnaires, ranging from a scoring system of 1~5, similar in style of surveys. Then some other questions. This is where I realized my attraction was getting significant, as I found out that this girl has a great sense of humor, displays kindness, but in a sort of condescending manner, and showed that she can hold intellectual conversations (grammar edit later). Quite infatuated, we moved onto the next table. Computers, computers, computers, these are what the station encompassed(Oh and VERY NSFW event occurred at this moment, but it shall not be shared, I shall just remember it.. Think of end of sophomore year, at the band room). All about computer technology and information, we got on our own computers, and started going on random websites/programs. Strange dream, I must say. Then I found out that she is in a grade lower than mine, and she wants to go to UPenn, but realistically, she stated that she’d go to UNC. As the computer session ended, I somehow got out of the class, came back home for my belongings (the large rug at the family room was on the driveway, strange). Before I got out of the class, Dw appeared out of nowhere, and we started talking about the class. I told him about the girl, and he was wondering where I knew her from, and turned out, the class was all a dream, and I was talking to Dw about the dream within my dream. However, I know who this girl looks like in life, and the resemblance is 100% accurate. Then I woke up, distraught at the fact that I just awoke from this sweet dream. Then I fell back asleep, since it was only 9:30 AM. Bam, back in the dream, except this time, I was on a bizarre course of obstacles, like those at the water park back in Korea. It also resembled the surf maps on TF2. Being the idiot I am, I randomly traveled around, looking for people to talk with. Then I saw her again, but she disappeared through this slide. So I followed suit, but ended up in a different place than she was at. Place looked like a jungle, then I found a coke can with something on top of it (I forget what it was), so I threw the coke can away. Then suddenly, Kevin Orro shows up out of nowhere, and asks what I did with the coke can. I told him I threw it away, and he was quite saddened by this fact, and started leading his way out of the jungle. It had Mayan-like structures throughout, intriguing me more and more. As I emerged from the deep heart of the jungle, I came to a desert like place, yet there was a river flowing, leading to the civilization (reminds me of the poem from AP Lit, juxtaposition of the beach/city). At last, I saw someone I know. Dw, on the slopes of the desert dunes, started making conversation with the natives. They were of Ethiopian descent, with their spears, headdress, jewelry, body art (aka piercings), and more. Suddenly, I had a bad feeling about them, thinking that they would kidnap both of us. So I slinked away, like a snake, abandoning Dw. All the sudden, the natives started hollering and started this dance, probably a ritual to sacrifice someone. However, I was mistaken, as this ceremony pertained to hunting, and specifically, hunting fish. They had dead aim, hitting all the fish in the river with their swift strokes of spears, impaling the fish one by one. Then, I woke up.
Posted on Monday, 8 August 2011
