Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream

After going back to sleep I tossed and turned a bit... it would sort of feel like I was in a dream, but then I'd roll over onto my side or change positions, and when I was in a dream I really had no idea. Basically the line between waking and sleeping got thoroughly confused, which I suppose might also explain why my awareness was so bad.
So here's what I remember >:U

I dreamed I was in Psych class, which has been happening sort of a lot and I wish it would stop happening. Not that I don't like Psych class, it's probably my favorite, but it's pretty boring as dream fodder goes. I didn't used to dream of normal life stuff this much. PFEH. I will take responsibility for this... I will orchestrate my return to dream glory with my own hands... *pushes up glasses #anime reference that probably just scared some people.*
And anyway the class was just discussing the [redacted], with the teacher laying out some extra details. We were in a dark room, and I could tell you which room of the campus it was, but you know what screw waking life connections. We were just in a dark room. Suck it. I like it a lot better when I'm dreaming about places I CAN'T visit in real life, even if I've been there before. Like the house on Irving.

The other one ... I was at the community college campus (BLEH), and in front of one building was some sort of odd set-up, a rather large bus-car thing on a circular track. I can't really remember what it looked like, but if I had to I'd say there was pink involved, and it was rather creatively shaped. Sort of like a double-decker white and pink bus thing. Anyway its purpose was to run over stressed-out students; not in a "you've outlived your usefulness" way, but more like "you're stressed and need a break, let's go for the leg" sort of thing. OK not that either. It really was just the teachers trying to do more for the students and apparently it genuinely helped. Which was nice of them.

OH another thing. There was a part where I was sneaking around a college(?) building I didn't recognize (YES >8D ), trying to explore and figure out how it was laid out. And then there was something about really great thin pizza that they'd cut into real skinny slices and give to people as treats. It had a special name too but dadblast it I'm never going to remember what it was. It was some made-up English word and trying to write it down here would probably just get it wrong. Anyway I loved those pizza things. They were another anti-stress measure.

Anyway at some point I decided to walk in front of the bus thing as a way of seeking help in advance (normally it would go for you but you could also just walk in the way like an idiot). The bus-thing was driven by Samuel L Jackson or someone similar and he obligingly crashed into me, and I was probably sent flying or something but honestly the impact itself barely registered. Apparently my brain didn't find it worth paying attention to because the scene practically skipped ahead to another part. There was something about a swimming pool but it was almost more of a one-shot than anything else; some teachers standing around a swimming pool and maybe I was supposed to swim in it. Who cares that's dumb. And there was something else about a swing but it was also dumb. Really none of it made any sense.

And then there was an honestly pretty great scene where he and I were just reading from some entertaining magazine. It kind of reminded me of my dad 'cause he loves funny stuff like the Onion and junk. At one point I asked Jackson something like "Do you not get to laugh because you're acting?" or y'know, something about his deadpan, and he said yeah that's pretty much it. But then I was reading (and actual reading which I'm sort of impressed by hehehehhehe) and I hit a particular funny part and he started laughing and I could feel him chuckling and I was like yesssss. It was actually pretty cute, in a surrogate father-daughter sort of way.

Oh and there was some other bit about performing a skit of some kind in a subway train. It was sort of awkward 'cause one girl farted the tiniest fart in the world but still the two other kids were like "Did you hear that?" and the other person's like "yeah" and I'm thinking something like "I'm never farting again" and I wasn't even the one who farted. And the acting was pretty bad too.

Over the course of writing this (it's taking me like half an hour) I decided I'll try to separate myself from waking life by not noting connections between dream life and waking life. Like okay, if I dream about Trent Reznor that's fine because I have no connection with the actual guy IWL, so it's still the sort of thing I can only experience in dreams. But if I'm dreaming I'm in Psych class Imma... try not to acknowledge it so much. I want to try to draw more attention to the weird parts that aren't IWL and try to ignore the parts that're relatively normal. Or idk I'll just ignore the whole thing entirely and focus on other dreams that aren't SO BANAL. Or I'll put [redacted] over parts that obviously reference waking life, like I did earlier in the post just now.