Difficult Test

Two nights ago, I dreamed that I was taking a test. The questions were so beyond my limited pool of knowledge that I felt helpless and pretty much resorted to guessing the answers. I even tried skipping some questions so I can go back to the ones I skipped later but the next ones were just as difficult to decipher. I recall even complaining out loud that we didn't even have a reading assignment to do the day before. Everyone was having a difficult time with the test that the teacher even came by and gave us some freebie answers for a couple questions. Also, there was this one girl crying loudly and complaining to the teacher while the rest of us continued to complete the test.

Anyway, after a while, it occurred to me that I may as well read the instructions again. Surprise, surprise... It's one of those tests that requires one to carefully read the instructions before doing anything. The instructions pretty much said that in each question there are numbers written down within it. Doh! All I have to do was to sum up all of them and write the answer down in the end. No wonder the questions didn't make any sense! None of us were supposed to know the answers in the first place.

I was so excited! So excited, in fact, that I had a difficult time adding up the numbers because I wanted to be the first one to finish and at the same time wondering how many people have realized the trickery. However, I never had the chance to find out how this dream ended because I woke up soon after.

What happened to my arm?

It has been over a week now and I really have no interesting dreams lately. That makes me wonder because I remember having more vivid dreams in the past but nothing worth writing about has come up as of recent. A few nights ago when I was asleep, I looked at my left forearm and noticed it was insanely deformed. It caught me in shock. I looked away, blinked, and then stared at my arm again to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me. Luckily, my arm looked fine after the second glance. Of course, this is just like a few seconds of dreaming out of several hours of dreams that I fail to remember but for some reason this episode stuck out the most. I wonder what that means.

Haircut!

I remember a dream I had a couple nights ago. It involved me getting a haircut from a real barber as opposed to just doing it myself like I normally do. Anyway, he cut my hair just fine except he trimmed the sides of my head and then left a lot of hair on my neckline. So if you scan my head starting from the top you'll see: Hair... no hair... hair. I should draw it but I'm too darn lazy. So I remember walking around with a haircut like that all the while thinking that I need to fix it up but I never get around to doing it. I'm sure I had other dreams but it has been difficult to remember any of them lately.

This sucks!

Recently, I'm just listening to other people recall and share their ridiculously random and funny dreams. My brain's been inactive lately. Actually, I do remember one small detail but I don't think it is appropriate to write down here.

Two quick dreams

First dream... I had to pick up something from my car to give to my mom. So I drove it a little ways, and parked it in the middle of the highway (the left lane) and not the curb. I figured it will take just a moment. After all this, I got distracted and forgot about my car parked in the highway. When I eventually went back to find my car, it's gone and I had to find out where it was probably towed.

My next dream was a friend and I were walking down the side of a road at some secluded section of the city. I remember wooded areas to our right side and no cars or other people around, except for a tall black man (I'm not racist!) coming from the woods headed towards us. Then moments later, I saw someone else behind us farther away. The two of them met up on the side of the road and started walking at a faster pace towards us.

Then... I woke up! I think we were about to get mugged. Lololol.

I Can Fly a Plane!?!

As I was writing the previous post, details were slowly getting lost of the dream I had during my remaining two hours of sleep from last night. Bad idea! I should have written this post first. Oh well. Here's what I remember:

Oh man! I don't remember how it began anymore! Stupid brain cells! But I am flying a fighter plane as I was recently given a mission to destroy a target but the details haven't been fully disclosed to me yet. Because my dreams don't make sense, I remember details with me being on foot on land and being on the air inside the plane as I was interacting with various individuals.

I remember asking a friend of mine what to expect when they tell me what target to destroy. Does my helmet have a computerized system that shows me where to go? Or do I have to read a map (yes, reading a paper map while flying a plane) or understand where to go if I were given coordinates instead? That bothered me because I don't think I could pinpoint anything if I were to look at a piece of paper.

Then realized that I have not been wearing my helmet this entire time, so tried to put it on but my eyeglasses were on the way. I need to change to contact lenses! This whole time, I was just hovering above around 30 feet from the ground. Yes! A fighter plane that can hover. My parents were below witnessing all this and told me that my contact lenses are in their room, and that I need to go put them on right now before I get the details of my mission.

So, I rushed to their room while they "babysit" my plane. It looks like they rented a place to stay nearby so they can be here for this occasion. First, I went to an adjacent room that used to have a door connected to the bathroom of their room. Instead of a door, it was some sort of fake door/wall. I remembered they recently remodeled some rooms so I have to use their front door instead of using this backdoor shortcut.

I felt the sense of urgency that my mission could be transmitted to me anytime now and I was not even on my plane yet, knowing that my command center will expect me to be on my way immediately once they let me know. I'm supposed to be standing by ready awaiting orders. I found my contact lens case on a round table outside the bathroom. I opened the case and grabbed the left lens. It felt heavy! (It seems like my brain was telling me that heavier = higher prescription... rofl) I remember thinking that there's no way this is my contact lens. I fished around some more and found a couple more in the left eye case. The right eye case was also the same story. It contained multiple lenses. What! why would my mom put all of them in one case? I panicked! (Meanwhile, in the middle of all this, some kid came out of the bathroom and asked me what I was doing... I just sort of ignored him).

Then, I opened my eyes. My body clock woke me up. I wonder what would have happened next if I remained asleep.

Caffeine Effects? No way...

I was watching more TV shows last night when finally, at about 4 am, I could barely stay awake so I called it a night. I slept like a baby... for 3 hours. All of a sudden, I found myself awake listening to the gurgling sounds of my stomach and an insatiable need to drink water. My bedside water bottles to my left were all empty so I hastily grabbed two empty bottles and headed for the kitchen, knowing full well it would be difficult to get back to sleep otherwise.

After filling up the bottles using the water ionizer machine in the kitchen, I saw some filipino crunchy banana snack by the sink and immediately felt the munchies. I had previously just eaten at IHOP with some friends around 1 am so it could not have been hunger but I grabbed two small portions and gobbled them up with pleasure.

Now that I'm back sitting on my bed, I still felt unsatisfied and grabbed a bag of Baked Lays that I scavenged from Focus Weeks and finished that up, too. During the whole eating process I would internally argue in my head that I should not be eating but at the same time trying to convince myself that at least it's not as bad as fried potato chips. Lol. Finally, after loading up myself with ionized water, I laid back down and slept like a baby once again... for 2 hours... hehehe... this time with a vivid dream that I remember that I will write in detail in the next post! Woot!

Three Days...

Yup... It's been three days since my last post and I've had no memorable dreams. A coworker of mine did tell me that she remembered her dream last night, however. Someone accidentally stapled her fingers together with some papers. Hahaha... That's kinda messed up. We've been doing a lot of stapling these past two weeks due to Focus Weeks, so it makes sense.

Well, hopefully I get some dreams soon. And hopefully my calves recover from too much jump roping. I've been pretty much limping the whole day because they're super sore. Need to stretch before I do more next time.