Winter must be dreams season, I seem to be having plenty of dreams this break. Last night, I had one a pretty crappy dream because it sent me into a panic about my grades, which have been a settled matter for a while now. I dreamt that I was taking another final for physics. The test was taking place in a cafeteria that looked a lot like the one I ate lunch in elementary school, with tables and benches built such that they folded into the wall. The whole dream scene had an overall yellowish tint to the visuals, which is a detail I tend not to notice of my other dreams. For some reason though, this time it stood out to me.
Now, I said I was taking a second physics final in this dream. Except, instead of the questions being about physics, they seemed to be questions on material from some biology class that I had taken before. Also, instead of taking the test, I did not take the test. In my stupid dream logic, apparently I figured that since this was material from a class that I had already passed, I didn’t need to do this test. But instead of leaving the room as you should when you are done with a test, I just sat there like an idiot, until some time passed and I realized with much more logical logic that I would do terribly in the physics class if I did not do this test, since the test score was not for the class I passed already, but for the physics class that I was still working on. Then I began to panic upon this realization, but I was too bashful to go up and ask for a copy of the test, having passed so much time already since the start of the test. I also started damning myself I woke up around that time, going “oh fuck my physics grade is so screwed” before realizing that I had returned to the real world, where my grade was already set, and no such test existed in the first place. I can only hope that this stupid logic never comes up in the real world when the shit actually matters.
This dream actually reminds of a dream I had a bit before finals. I don’t remember much about that dream except the whole thing revolved around me being late to a final. That was a basic fear for me throughout the whole of finals week, that I had gotten the time for the test wrong and my grade would be dashed to shit regardless of prior performance.
That night I also had a more complex dream that I don’t remember at all. I feel it revolved around thievery again, and a posh hotel on which to perform said acts of thievery upon. Thieving seems to be a thing for my dreams as of recent; I’ve had two such dreams temporally close when prior to this I’ve never had any that I’ve remembered. I haven’t stolen anything in recent days though, not to my memory at least…
So, Christmas time has come and passed. I could’ve gone for better company around me, but at least the food was good. It had been a long while since I had some 斋 (Buddha’s delight? I’ve never heard of it refered to as such, though that must bec because I’m Chinese, and we have a language that works), and I’ve been thinking about it since Richard mentioned to me that he was going to a temple (they serve this stuff at temples, or at least, at the ones I remember having been to). They had a huge variety of meats that I enjoyed quite thoroughly, but I feel that the 斋 was a major highlight of the night, just quite good. Beyond the food, I spent most of the night sitting in my corner playing DS and listening to music, and helping troubleshoot my cousin’s laptop to show off the pictures from my parents trip to China. That shitty laptop broke down every time you ended a slideshow or played a video with Windows Media Player, and it took me forever to find a media player that had a playlist and could play videos. I ended up with a 12 count box of Ferrero Rocher though. That stuff is the best, I’ve already cleared out 3 golden balls of awesomeness.
And that’s Christmas. One more week until nearly everyone leaves…
Listening to: Yuki Oike – Passion, from Gran Turismo 5 OGS.
get boy, get
