More Dreaming I was back at Millard North and school had just gotten out, but for some reason that was never explained or elaborated upon, I missed my bus (nevermind the fact that I never actually rode the bus to and from school when I went to Millard North). As I was trying to think of how I would get home, I noticed Sirenia (one of my good friends in FFXI. His real name is Maxime, and he lives in Quebec) climbing onto a bus on his way home.
Well, I figured that since Sirenia and I had never gotten to hang out outside of FFXI, that I would just go with him back to his house in Quebec and we'd hang out till my parents came to get me.
After the surprisingly short trip through snowy wilderness to Canadia, we arrived at his house. This was when I made the startling realization that Sirenia was only 12 (he's actually 20 in RL) and was speaking in an extremely abnoxious high-pitched pre-pubescent voice. He kept blabbing on and on about 12 year old stuff, and I felt extremely awkward having gone home with a 12 year old. I struggled to come up with something for us to do that wouldn't annoy me too much until my parents would come get me (you see, even though I had just been at High School, I was the same 24 years old that I am now).
After a bit of dream fast-forwarding, it was night time and all my siblings were suddenly with us in Sirenia's house, waiting for my parents to come get us in the morning. I excused myself from Sirenia's room and went to go get some sleep.
As I was on my way to "my" room, I kept running into my siblings trying to sneakily play World of Darkness (this is the series of games where the Vampire RPGs come from) video games in random areas of the house. The only one I remember specifically was Jordan, trying to play one on the microwave, and I distinctly wondered what the hell he was thinking- there's no way he's going to get a video game to play on the microwave.
For some reason, all this WoD game playing was getting on my nerves, so I went back to Sirenia's room for help in getting them to stop. It was at this point where I realized that all the WoD games were Sirenia's, and he could take them all back b/c they were his.
I knocked on Sirenia's door, and when he answered, I explained the problem to him. Then, the dream did another of those fast-forward things and I was suddenly back at the Syngenta Lab, while I was waiting for Sirenia to round up his games. At this point, I realized that something we needed for one of our chemical tests was at Jake's house (Jake is one of the guys I work with), so I asked Jake if I could go to his house and get it. He said "ok", but he needed to go get his keys from home (yes, the fact that he could have just gotten whatever I wanted while he was there was lost on me. For some reason, it just seemed important that I fetch this thing, whatever it was).
While I was waiting for him to return (Sirenia's task seemed forgotten by this point), Laurie (the girl I work with) and I were taking dance lessons in a room next to the lab. We were just beginning a recital performance thingy, for which I was extremely nervous because I was just stepping in for someone and I didn't really know what I was doing. I just tried to follow Laurie and the other dancers as best as I could, feeling super clumsy and self-conscious the entire time.
Finally, Jake arrived with the keys, and curiously wearing a shifty-looking hooded sweatshirt. I thanked him and prepared to leave the recital and go off to his house to fetch whatever it was I thought I needed.
On my way out of the lab, my English As a Second Language teacher, a young japanese woman, smiled at me and pointed at a piece of paper on her desk (and no, I don't have any idea where her, or her desk came from, nor have I ever had an asian english teacher). I instantly knew that she had my latest exam graded, so I went over and picked it up. I got a 110%! Wooohooo! My teacher was beaming at me. I flipped through the test, and noticed that I actually made a couple of mistakes. Each one I looked at seemed to be a stupid mistake, and I can't beleive I had made such stupid, simple errors. At each one, I gave my teacher an "oh, yeah, I can't believe I did THAT" look, acknowledging my mistake. And at each of those, she gave me a reassuring "oh, that's alright, I know you realize what you did wrong" smile. I dunno, maybe it was partly telepathic.
Anyway, I had made so many stupid, simple, small errors, that I began to wonder how I had gotten a 110%. Then I turned the page and came to my final essay, which I wrote on the intricacies of playing Puppetmaster (one of 20 different character classes in FFXI, and the one I'm currently leveling). My Puppetmaster essay had all these "GREAT!", "FANTASTIC!!!", etc comments all over it, and ended up getting enough bonus points to boost me up to my high grade.
I turned to thank my Japanese English teacher, but then I was surrounded by a group of friends and siblings and pulled away because we were going to be late to the opening of Sweeny Todd.
OH YEAH! I thought. How could I forget!? We all entered a HUGE theater that almost seemed more like an arena. Eric and my friends sat seperate from my siblings, and I was torn for a moment because I didn't know who to sit next to. Just then, I realized I had to go potty. I went out into the lobby and found a row of super high-tech port-a-potty things lined up right outside the theater, in the lobby. I went to go open one, but I realized I had a huge fudgcicle in my hands and it was melting all over, and if I opened the port-a-potty door, I'd get chocolate all over it, and I couldn't do THAT! So I walked around, trying to figure out how I'd open the door . . .
And then I woke up and looked at the clock and realized I was already 10 minutes late for work.
Dreams are odd. This one actually stuck in my mind long enough to be remembered, but its seems less coherent than my Leather Face dream. I'm sure any budding psychologist would have a ton of fun picking this dream apart.
Anyway, I better get back to calibrating instruments. Maybe I'll actually post something of substance, although it seems like my dreams are 10x more interesting than anything else going on.
Eric 12/15/2007 08:03:00 AM
