Weird Dream

[quelleperedhil]

Last night I dreamed I was in a late night culinary school and I wanted to become a chef. I was taking two classes, one religion course (I don't know why) and then one cooking class, in which we were going to Japan. Once we got on the bus headed to Japan (I have no idea how we got there by bus) I realized I had to take a religion test. But then I realized I could tell the teacher later, somehow, even though I would be in Japan. This really sexy, curly haired Italian guy sat next to me on the bus, but for some reason I was looking out the window at the other boy writing in a classroom. He was also rather good looking, with shortish, straight brown hair, an adorably crooked nose and an angled face. Looking up, he waved to me and I sat there grinning stupidly. Once the group of us arrived in Japan, we were brought to a hotel room where a Spartan-like woman stated "Tonight you will go to bed late, and tomorrow Joaquim will wake you up early," at the brusque Joaquim that stood behind her nodded stoically. She lead us to the kitchen, where Joaquim performed this horribly complicated stir fry, which required a tea pot to hover magically above the flying pan. This was the point at which I thought it would be a good idea to inform my religion teacher that I would miss the test because I would be in Japan learning how to cook. Somehow, this transported me to the back of a class room.

My teacher said eerily, "You know...my best friend is in Japan," and gave me the-rock-one-raised-eyebrow. And I woke up.