All right, I recognize that I haven’t been sticking to my blog theme… or to my blog for that matter… for a long time. The funny thing is—I have had a TON of dreams—and I’ve taken note of them, I just don’t write them down fast enough that I remember the details. So, other than saying that I think whoever invented deodorant has permanently changed the world for good I’ll cut to the chase… and wow… I haven’t written any of my dreams since September… I’m dedicated aren’t I? Don’t worry. I don’t have better things to do! I will return my efforts here…
Dream #17—Still Country Student Driving (12/3/10):
I’m in the car with my Peruvian friend, Jazmin, and there are two slow lanes with a sign on the right reading “Still Country Student Driving.” When a car tears past us in the other lane, I ask Jazmin what the sign meant. She explains in her patient way, that these slow lanes are for students from foreign countries who are used to driving more slowly, or something like that.
Dream #17 Analysis:
This dream probably came from my laid back experience with Costa Ricans, and actually—Jazmin doesn’t even have a driver’s license because she lives in New Jersey when she’s not at school. Another reason I could’ve had this dream is that one time Jazmin and I went to Spanish institute and they had this party for the new foreign students and she was like, “We should go! I’m from Peru! You’re from England!” And they actually let us take some leftover pizza and cupcakes which was awesome…
Also noted: My roommate Michelle (trying to think of a threat): “We’ll put lint in his bellybutton!” I also discovered this kid on campus who blasts music from his mp3 or something, and he was dancing away to “A Whole New World” after our school’s Disney “Magic Moments” show. Btw, in that show a girl sang “Kiss the Girl” and some hooligan ran up on the stage and kissed her on the cheek.
Dream #18—King Arthur (12/5/10):
There’s this Strider-like guy and this action-movie-like-medieval chick with ridiculous long black hair and they’re just walking through the forest to fulfill whatever mission they’re fulfilling when dumb boy sees a stone statue that is mostly obscured by wooden vines wrapped all over it with an ax in its hand. Dumb boy goes toward the statue and reaches his hand out for it.
Smart girl shouts: “DON’T TOUCH THAT!”
And dumb boy draws back, but he has an out-of-body experience just like the weird stuff they do in the movies—and he can’t control himself—he takes the ax and the vines snap and start breaking off the statue to reveal—a statue that is himself.
Dream #18 Analysis:
I think during this dream I knew in my subconscious that this was King Arthur and an Excalibur experience—but I don’t really know why my brain would replace an awesome sword with an ax. I don’t like axes. They’re not even cool. Also, I think this might have been inspired by Prince of Persia which I saw during Thanksgiving because now that I think about it it was kinda similar to that scene in the movie where the dumb girl is trying to kill the dumb boy, but he pushes the magic button and everything goes wooshy video-gamey… Dang. I’m an intelligent writer. I marvel whenever anyone understand what I’m talking about…
Knowing normal people’s attention-span capacity, I’ll leave it at that and write the rest soon.
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