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Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Transitions

Night of: August 15
People Involved: Chris Church (co-worker in my depts. who trains me/sits next to me), Chris Chuch's mom, my mom, my dad, Uncle Sehgal (family friend since I was born), Kristin (girl from Chapman University that reminded me of Jodie Sweetin/Stephanie from Full House), AFI, Brian, Kyle, Greg Kwok (metalhead from high school who made himself over by wearing fancy clothes in late high school and then became popular--I found that/him irritating), Josh Levine (popular kid in high school), Chris Tsutsui, Caitlin Hanson (in a couple of my business groups at Chapman University), Chris, my brother
Number of Dreams Remembered: 1-7
Length of Sleep: 7.75 hours

I was going to have some sort of birthday party, so I wanted to invite people. I asked Chris Church if he could come, but that turned into me talking to his mom on the phone to ask if he could make it. She was hesitant, and had the excuse that she had passed out in a truck before.
I vaccuumed the house in preparation, and heard people having sex, which I assumed were my parents. Luckily, it didn't last long.

I believe this somehow transitioned into me driving with Uncle Sehgal. I was giving directions, and explaining that the location we were going to was on the right side, and that it's a pretty obvious turn. We were on Paseo De Valencia, heading north, and going to pass Alicia Parkway. The turn was going to be somewhere across from Laguna Hills High. He saw a turn and was about to go for it, but I interrupted. That turn looked like the gigantic hill in Laguna Beach that goes up the Jehova's witness place. We went into the next turn and the dream changed again.

I was with my dad now, and we were in a long line. It appeared that we were at an amusement park. I saw Kristin with another girl, and they were holding a survey--Kristin looked at my dad and me, then proceeded to give the survey to everyone but us. I was bummed because I wanted her to talk to me. I heard her ask to the people next to us something along the lines of, "What band has accomplished the most recently?" I immediately tried to think of bands that might make me sound cool, but then I changed my mind and thought about how AFI has become huge. My dad and I eventually got to the front of the line, and the girls thought we cut in line since they hadn't asked us the question. I was happy that she was finally talking to me, and she wasn't upset about "us cutting."

This transitioned into me walking into a movie theater with Brian or Kyle--possibly one and then the other, changing. The theater looked like the Star Tours ride at Disneyland. It was small and the screen was about the size of a widescreen tv. We were happy that we were first in, and tried to find the best possible seats. We went straight for the middle, but when I realized how small the screen was, I thought it would be a good idea to sit in the very front.

I think that another transition happened here. I was on some sort of trip now; I appeared to be in a Las Vegas hotel. I was in a restaurant, walking around by myself. There were booths on both sides of me. I saw Greg Kwok standing in the middle, talking to himself. I thought that was funny, because I didn't like him in high school, and I was kinda glad that he ended up being a loser. However, I then realized that he was talking to popular kids from high school, one of them being Josh Levine, who were sitting in one of the booths. That kinda pissed me off. Across from the popular kids was Chris Tsutsui and some of his friends, too. I wondered how he got in with the cool kids. I walked by.
I came up to a booth that my friends were at, and I had to pay the tip for some food. Instead of paying to a waitress, we had to pay to two very drunk girls. They kept trying to grab the money out of my hand when I was counting it, and it took me forever because I had mostly five and one dollar bills, when I was supposed to give them about $200. I ended up paying them way less than I should've (around $50), and I felt a little bad that they didn't get the tip they should've. We walked away.

This turned into me walking around a place that looked like Dave and Busters. I was with two girls; one of them was Caitlin. She wanted to play an arcade game with me, so I did. My perspective changed into me driving a car, racing. I was making a lot of left turns, and my car was skidding off the dirt track. After skidding multiple times away from the road, it looked like I may have found a shortcut. I wondered where the side path would go.

Another change. Chris was challenging me. The side path was now a water slide, and Chris wanted to get to the end before me. I tried to go quickly, but he barely made it before me. He celebrated his victory with sarcasm. At this point, Chris became my brother, and he was wearing goggles. In a fit of rage, I pulled at his goggles. My alarm went off.

In retrospect: I woke up from my alarm clock right after that last dream... it was still very, very fresh in my mind. From there, I kept remembering more and more, thinking backwards.

2 Comments:

Blogger Briggity Brak said...

The part about the tip reminded me of my sunday night. I was at some girl's 21st birthday party. It was a beach party, but it was right next to the Pier, so the party eventually moved to Fisherman's where everyone ordered lots of drinks and got really drunk. There was a lot of confusion/hesitation when the bill finally came. Afterward, I was worried that the waitress might not have gotten a tip. I felt kinda bad because she put up with a lot of drunk people's shit, and then i felt REALLY bad because i wondered if that happened a lot (not getting tipped).

August 16, 2006 10:55 PM  
Blogger Justin said...

Weird. I'm dreaming about your life.

August 17, 2006 6:48 PM  

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