Recent DJ Posts

#004 | Yoghurt with Cereals | School | Day (Morning) | Medium

Okay, this one is a little bit stranger than usual.
I was sitting in religion class and while we were watching a film (I think it was “The Bucket List”?) I ate yoghurt with cereals and banana bits. Then my teacher came up to me and handed me a sheet of paper, which seemed to be the latest exam I’ve written. On top of the paper stood the verbal and written score I got in this subject. I got a 4 (D) for my test and a 5-6 (something like F) for my behaviour (…which is unusual, because I usually get A’s in both). There were additional notes on my behaviour which said that I would always sleep and not pay attention in class. (Wrong.) Oddly enough, this didn’t upset me at all and I took the sheet of paper as an underlay for my dish of yoghurt and continued eating. My teacher went out of the classroom, whereupon I stopped eating, leaving a rest of yoghurt, cereals and bananas in my bowl. I took out a bottle of fizzy water, opened it and started pouring it into my bowl. I examined the way the yoghurt, cereals and bananas interacted with the water. Then my teacher came back, revealing that he was hiding in the doorway to observe what his students would do if he went away. He stared at me and I stared back, wondering if it might’ve been a mistake pouring that water in the bowl, since I was supposed to watch the film. Then some other stuff happened, which I don’t quite remember… it had something to do with the teacher having a second job and therefore me meeting him at the station but other than that I really don’t remember anything.

#003 | A Terrible Ensemble | Parking at School | Day | Short-Medium

I strolled around the parking lot of our school with Mary (a good friend of mine), when I got the spontaneous idea of performing Godot’s theme from the Phoenix Wright games (see below) with a mini-orchestra right on the spot. (I should remark that Mary often plays that piece on the piano when I’m with her and that it’s one of our favourites.)
Okay, so… I gathered some pupils from the school grounds (which are right next to the parking) and gave each of them an instrument (such as drums, strings, etc…). I don’t know where I got them; I assume they just turned up when I needed them. Also, a piano emerged in the middle of the road. Then I started handing out songbooks, which had also appeared out of nowhere. I took my saxophone (I’ve never played saxophone before, just so you know. So this is pretty unusual.), counted to three and everyone began playing at once and terribly wrong. Except for Mary. But you couldn’t her play because of the boisterous noises the other people (including me) made.



After realizing that this couldn’t work out since no one was able to play those instruments, I was desperate to get them to stop. But my voice was too soft, so Mary harshly yelled “STOP!” instead and everything went quiet. The people slowly disappeared and the instruments vanished – except for my saxophone. Exhausted and also kind of disappointed I took my instrument, gazed at it and leaned on a parked car. Mary approached me and we started talking.
“I guess we all make a terrible ensemble.”, she said while giving me a soothing look. “Yeah. That was a stupid idea…” I sighed. “Let me see…” She picked up a few songbooks which were still lying around. “No wonder! Look, this one got the wrong chords in it and that person got the wrong page.” She showed me the books and giggled. “Plus, none of us can really play any instruments, so that probably was what caused this chaos to begin with.” I smiled, too. “Well, maybe next time it’ll work out. Until then we just have to practice a lot!” We both started laughing (not sure why).
But then something distracted me. First, there was a bee flying around and since I don’t really like bees (or anything with a sting, really.) I avoided it, leaning myself further on the car. After a while it flew away leaving me being able to relax again. But once more, a fly came to bother me and as I tried to shoo it away I touched it and woke up.

#002 | The Mentally Disabled | a nursing home | Day | Short-Medium

Okay, a bit of background information here:
Yesterday, some guys from my confirmation class and I went to a special nursing home for old and mentally disabled people. It was really interesting talking to them (or at least trying to do so) and I learned quite a few things regarding the contact with those people.
My dream wasn’t really different from what I was doing that day… in fact, a lot of things reoccurred. I talked to some people I met that day, but I don’t remember the exact conversations. Later, we went for a walk. (Well, I pushed their wheelchairs; we talked and looked at the nature.) Together, we visited a little farm (which we also had visited the time I was there for real) and looked at the rabbits and horses. An older women was nearly crying out of happiness when I caught one of the rabbits (it was the white and caramel-coloured one I also had seen yesterday) and handed it to her so she could pet it. When we got back I played a board game, which I think is called “Ludo” in English, with an elderly gentleman. Then the doctor came for their daily examination and we had to go. And that’s when the dream ended.

After I woke up I did a quick reality check which proved to be redundant and scribbled down some notes regarding my previous two dreams. Then I went back to sleep.