A Revelle orientation leader or some other kind of leader was in charge of a group I was in. I don't remember much about it. Suddenly we were all sitting down and he was talking to us in a serious voice. I woke up from the dream hearing the same serious voice. The cause of my waking was not from the voice of anyone who I am allowed to talk about in my blog.
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I went to get my fan that I left in the Geisel library, but in the dream it was just a small room. I had locked it up with a remote control lock, one that I had in real life whose battery died years ago. In the dream the lock worked, and I was happy to see it work. I left, and on my way out a couple people thanked me for letting them use it. I saw someone that I always saw there and said hey on my way out and was surprised to see his reaction, which was a delightful "hey" back which made me think I should probably get to know him. (He doesn't exist in real life.)
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I was getting ready to go para-sailing. It was on campus, or at least only people from UCSD were there. I was sitting in a large car tire with three other girls, and the tire was floating in a small man-made lake. There was a parachute connected to the tire that was floating in the air. We were ready to take off, but then I remembered that it cost $100, so I'd probably only be doing this once. I decided I would wait so I could do it with /my/ friends instead of these loser girls. As I got out, the girls called to the next girl in line, who was their friend. I had not realized I was taking her place. (Why did they let me? I don't know.) At first, I felt slightly jealous, since there was somebody better than me to take my place, and all four girls were friends. But then, as I was walking away along the side of the lake, as the tire started to move, I heard the 4th girl telling all her friends to look at her new tatoo. I was immediately no longer jealous. (It's like in real life, when I'm all excited that I'm meeting someone new, but then I smell them and know they're a smoker. Bye!)
So I walked away and was catching up to Carrie McFarland and some of her friends. There was some facility related to the parasailing nearby, and from it leaked a large stream of filthiness across the sidewalk. Carrie mentioned how they didn't filter something out--I don't know what, but there was something they didn't do that they definitely should've. Then in her ever so sweet Carrie voice she asked, "Isn't that gross?"
Edit 2011-02-17: I forgot to mention a scene. I was at this school place, walking along a path with a tall building on our side casting shade on us. In front of me were some lady and Steve, who in real life is my Dad's cousin who has made it out of jail and turned his life around, by starting his education. I blurted out something, probably jokingly, and out with a roll of duct tape comes Steve, trying to tape my mouth closed. I dodged the maneuver, and the lady told him that what he did was low. A moment later I said something obnoxious again, and this time he did something else (I don't remember). I must explain that he was not being mean, and I was not being abused; I was egging him on, and Steve was being friendly. We came into a room with a big dinner table, and as he was pouring wine (or water?) into a glass, he said in his jolly voice "but the duct tape though - that was awesome." I was happy to hear him say it because it showed that he had an appreciation for the same kind of humor I had. It doesn't make sense, because there's nothing very funny about duct tape, but in the dream it did. Using duct tape to shut someone up...on second thought that is kind of funny. That guy Steve - he's pretty cool.
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