really crazy dream about Japan
I know I'm wasting precious work time by typing this, but I need to remember.
In my dream, I was back at Rits and both James and Doria were in my class -- which was A1, and we had Shibutani-sensei (except for some reason she was being a little nicer than usual... same energy, different attitude).
...I just realized that the entire classroom scene must have been in Japanese. XD Our worksheets were, in any case.
Anyway, the dream was set up here as though it were a normal school day and a normal lesson. That is, I was having trouble understanding what the heck we were supposed to do because the worksheet was so vague. James was having trouble, too. I only had time to calculate which question Shibutani would call me on and figure it out before she did. And I was just about to give the proper answer... when the bell rang.
The girl next to me, a curly-headed blonde, said something about the placement test as we prepared to go. I found out that it had been the day before, which neither Doria nor I had known, and I resented that I hadn't even been given the chance to go into Seiki.
It was around this point, going down the stairs with Doria, that my consciousness peeked out and I asked her, "Doria, am I here for a semester or a year?" I had no idea how long I'd applied for, no memory of how or when I'd arrived. Then I shouted, "It's Tuesday, isn't it?!" because I couldn't even go and see Sarara until Wednesday's practice.
So that part was like being in a waking dream. The actual dreaming dream came once we got outside the school building and I discovered that our dorm was in a giant tree. We walked around the grounds for a while, which looked nothing like Rits (a lot of dirt, like some kind of recreation camp, rather) and I wondered where Carlos was. At one point, I think coming out of the stairs, the place looked like my high school, but only for a moment. And the weirdest part?
I actually remembered, in my sleeping brain, another dream where I'd taken a very specific road to find my dance team. It wasn't a Japanese road, though -- it was very green, and kind of hill-y, but the houses were too western, kind of like a neighborhood near my old one that I used to bike through. That's what I remembered when I thought of going to see Sarara, as though it were the actual path I'd once taken to get to the park.
I'm sure I've never had a dream quite like this before. I never once woke from it, but those parts where I felt I was really there, with a working brain, not just a dream brain, were so clear. I remember looking at the worksheet sentences and trying to figure it out, trying to put the right particles into very real sentences (I remember my answer started with "de" and then had an additional short word). I remember looking around the classroom, seeing the blonde to my right, James a few rows over. I remember feeling actual resentment for not being able to take the placement test, and then surprise when I realized those of us who hadn't had just walked into whichever class we wanted and the school had let us.
It was amazing.
~Chippie
In my dream, I was back at Rits and both James and Doria were in my class -- which was A1, and we had Shibutani-sensei (except for some reason she was being a little nicer than usual... same energy, different attitude).
...I just realized that the entire classroom scene must have been in Japanese. XD Our worksheets were, in any case.
Anyway, the dream was set up here as though it were a normal school day and a normal lesson. That is, I was having trouble understanding what the heck we were supposed to do because the worksheet was so vague. James was having trouble, too. I only had time to calculate which question Shibutani would call me on and figure it out before she did. And I was just about to give the proper answer... when the bell rang.
The girl next to me, a curly-headed blonde, said something about the placement test as we prepared to go. I found out that it had been the day before, which neither Doria nor I had known, and I resented that I hadn't even been given the chance to go into Seiki.
It was around this point, going down the stairs with Doria, that my consciousness peeked out and I asked her, "Doria, am I here for a semester or a year?" I had no idea how long I'd applied for, no memory of how or when I'd arrived. Then I shouted, "It's Tuesday, isn't it?!" because I couldn't even go and see Sarara until Wednesday's practice.
So that part was like being in a waking dream. The actual dreaming dream came once we got outside the school building and I discovered that our dorm was in a giant tree. We walked around the grounds for a while, which looked nothing like Rits (a lot of dirt, like some kind of recreation camp, rather) and I wondered where Carlos was. At one point, I think coming out of the stairs, the place looked like my high school, but only for a moment. And the weirdest part?
I actually remembered, in my sleeping brain, another dream where I'd taken a very specific road to find my dance team. It wasn't a Japanese road, though -- it was very green, and kind of hill-y, but the houses were too western, kind of like a neighborhood near my old one that I used to bike through. That's what I remembered when I thought of going to see Sarara, as though it were the actual path I'd once taken to get to the park.
I'm sure I've never had a dream quite like this before. I never once woke from it, but those parts where I felt I was really there, with a working brain, not just a dream brain, were so clear. I remember looking at the worksheet sentences and trying to figure it out, trying to put the right particles into very real sentences (I remember my answer started with "de" and then had an additional short word). I remember looking around the classroom, seeing the blonde to my right, James a few rows over. I remember feeling actual resentment for not being able to take the placement test, and then surprise when I realized those of us who hadn't had just walked into whichever class we wanted and the school had let us.
It was amazing.
~Chippie