High School

I returned to high school at Martin, and I knew that we were all returning, first day of classes, but I don't know if I was me now or if I was still in high school. Everything was very white and bright. I felt shy and didn't exactly know where to go or who to see. The class I went into was doing speeches, and I somehow came in in the middle of them. They were impromptu speeches, and I was very nervous because the topic was "stories about a bicycle", but I didn't have any stories about a bicycle! Nothing particularly interesting! As well as just being nervous to give the speech. I think Donna was sitting by me in the class. They were mostly my old classmates, too. More and more people kept coming in when it was getting closer to my time to talk. The class ended JUST as it was going to be my turn, and I wasn't sure if I was expected to give one next time, or if I was forgotten.

I believe that I was still living with Vanessa, but there may have been 2 other people living with us or so. It was a bigger house, much cooler (in my opinion, ha ha), more rooms. I was naked in a bathroom in the back of the house for some reason, perhaps changing my clothes. There was a window in both the door and the wall along the door. I could barely see through the window, as I had the light on in the bathroom, and it was darker outside the bathroom. But I could see someone out there. Then I realized it was a sneaky pest friend of Vanessa's (though this person didn't have any ties to anyone that I actually know of). This friend locked me in the bathroom. I was trying to scream and yell, but barely could. The friend was taking all of my clothes out of my closet (I don't know how I knew this from the bathroom, but it's like I could see it), and essentially kicking me out of the house and moving into my room. I got out, somehow, and had to go wake Vanessa up (the other roommates/friends in the house knew, too... this other friend was tiny and crazy and uncontrollable) and have her kick this friend out



I also was reemployed by VanderSalms, though everything was different and the store/shop was different.

Sweet Honey in the Rock

Nick and I went into some restaurant for lunch, it was very busy. We were seated, and it seemed as though they were forgetting everything. The moment we were seated, our server/busboy (who looked sort of like Jonah Hill) said "are you ready to order?" and we were like "uh, not yet, no" and then he said "can I get you anything else?" Nick asked for some silverware. This place seems to have been, in terms of atmosphere, a mix between Essenhaus and Food Dance Cafe. It was busy and crowded, seating was close, and there was an air of chaos. They brought us some salads, which were huge, and looked like the salads at Essenhaus. Then we had 3 people helping us, asking what we wanted. One girl was going to make something for me if I thought of what I wanted her to make. We were sitting in the restaurant, but there was a little shop area near our table, similar to the shop/to-go area in Food Dance. I told her what I wanted, and the next thing I know, she's bringing me some honey, and I thought - Oh, I needed honey!

The only connection I see here is that, in Food Dance yesterday for lunch, I saw some locally made honey that I considered purchasing.

Holding Hands

A short piece of another dream. Last night. This took place in the area in Kalamazoo where Park splits from Westnedge, by where Howard intersects and Hardings is. That area (kind of like a triangle) had a big parking lot, a laundromat. At one point, I thought a guy was following me, so I was driving my car around in a weird pattern in what seemed like a HUUUUUGE parking lot, trying to get them away from me. Sometime later, I stumbled upon Alex Aivars, and we walked to the laundromat, and were holding hands, and he was being more 'gay' than usual. Quite flambuoyant. And we walked into the laundromat, and that's all I remember.

Oh there is another part of this dream that is right at the tip of my... mind? I can almost remember.

Darn Hippies

I don't remember much about the dream. Just that Jon T - from my PR class - was sitting in a room, talking to another friend of mine - possibly Rob M from the trumpet line in BMB. It was at a party, I believe. I walked through this room, saw them sitting across from each other, a coffee table in between, and I said "Whoa, how do you guys know each other? I figured that, if any two of my friends should know each other, it's you guys!"

Because they both are into smoking pot.

That's all I remember.

Job stealer?

Last night.

I was driving Megan Savage, along with her sister Marty (for some reason) to a job interview, and Dave R was there. Not sure what it was for, though she did graduate with a degree in Business. This building was located over in Oshtemo, I believe. We were in a waiting room on the 2nd floor. Dave and I were sitting against the wall on the floor, while Megan and Marty were in chairs. When the woman came out to get Megan and meet her, she said something to Megan, and Megan didn't know how to respond. It was quiet and uncomfortable. I made a joke, and the woman laughed. She appreciated my humor. She asked me my name, and she introduced herself. She asked if I had a resume on me, and I happened to have an extra. She took it with her, and Megan went off for her interview. I got an e-mail on a computer while waiting for Megan, not sure how or where, and saw the e-mail from the woman, saying that someone else had gotten the job/internship that Megan was applying for. Additionally, I was hired on into an internship for a position that was created just so they could have me. Something about Communications Coordinator. I felt so bad, because Megan didn't get a job, and I wasn't even applying and I was given a spot as an intern.

But Megan wasn't with Dave and me, and I assumed that she was upset and left with Marty, so Dave and I got into my car and left. As we were leaving, I called her, and she was still at the building. So I tried to play it off like I was just getting the car warmed up, and I'd pick her up at the front door. And she was a little mad that I took her spot, but I explained that I have a different major, and that I didn't take her position, one was created for me. Someone else had what she applied for. And she seemed understanding of that.

Then later, we were in a grocery store, like D&W or Whole Foods. A nicer place. I don't know if I was working there or just shopping around.

Cracks

A record of dreams, huh? Hmm.

I slept until 1:20 this afternoon, after getting 4 hours of sleep the night before, and going to sleep around 4:45 a.m. this morning. So perhaps it was needed. However, because of the time and daylight and all, I kept waking up alot, naturally. Perhaps after each dream. So I know that I had many weird dreams. Only one is coming back to me right now. There will be many gaps and holes in the story. They may be filled in as time progresses and certain things come back to mind.

I was in a big building, similar to that of a country club. Tried to find and use a bathroom at some point. Then I came into a lobby sort of area, and I heard a big band playing. For a moment, I thought that the OJE was playing, and that I should be in there. Then I saw on their ugly stand fronts, BBB, for Beltline Big Band, and 'remembered' that the BBB was hired for this gig. I remembered something about them each being paid 'only' $75 each. It apparently wasn't much, in the dream. They were kind of far away, playing at an angle from me, and just rehearsing before whatever event it was supposed to be. A woman at a front table stopped me, and told me to not step on the cracks. I looked down at the tiled floor, laughed a little because it was hard, and it was one of those times that I wasn't sure if she was joking and pulling my leg. But she was serious. Then she mentioned that she has to sing with the chorus line (which was just a choir in light seafoam green velvet dresses - which we all know, is not a flattering fabric for anyone). She said that they were only each being paid $3 for the gig. Then there were a lot of OJE guys walking around, because there was a table by the 'chorus line' that had tons of quality food, along the lines of hors d'oeuvres. I was just about to take some from the table, when I woke up.

As far as I know, that was my last dream before I dragged myself out of bed.