Today I just ended up having some dreams about going over the homework in my head.
I am making a video for a school assignment, when suddenly I am in the screen and the video is actually happening. I am sitting cross-legged on the floor of a classroom with a final exam on a board in my lap. I am anxious. The exam is for my writing class, but the questions are all very silly, with equally silly answers. I consider each question carefully before selecting an answer, and wonder why I thought this exam would be so hard. A puppet frog (similar to Kermit but not exactly the same, smaller) keeps trying to distract me. I answer the last question, then raise my hand to get the teacher's attention. Suddenly, everything changes into a commercial for a brand of beer called Happy Birthday. Everyone, myself included, is drinking beer and singing Weird Al's Happy Birthday song. It's a huge party. Someone spills beer on me, but I don't care. The screen changes again and I am in a soap opera. Someone brings in a tray with the frog from before in it, but it is dead and has a bent hypodermic needle sticking out of its back. "Who would do such a thing?" the guy holding the tray says, and somewhere, a woman starts crying. I am angry. I killed the frog because it would not leave me alone, but I cannot tell them that. I know if I keep my mouth shut, I can get away with it. Now I am out of the screen and watching again. Adam Sandler comes on the screen, then looks directly at me (or the camera, however you want to see it) and asks, "Will you drink a Happy Birthday with me?" I realize that there is a beer in my hand, and I drink, celebrating that finals are over.
I remember only a fragment of this dream. I am looking upon my naked body in the mirror, and I notice with distress that my left breast hangs slightly lower than the right. I turn to my husband, who says I am beautiful the way I am. I begin to smile, then realize I haven't done my homework that was due yesterday and I haven't studied for finals. I have nobody to blame but myself.
Fragment: I am in English class and the teacher says we can watch a movie ONLY if we did our homework. I'm because I did my homework last week. Law and Order Dream: I'm watching an episode of Law and Order. (I've been watching Law and Order non-stop on Netflix lately.) In the episode Olivia Benson is on the case of a man who is supposedly brainwashed into killing orcas. She believes him and as she is in his car she finds a book about how orcas stink and whales rule. She realizes that he has been pretending to be mind controlled so he could kill innocent orcas. I wake up.
I was at school. I was sitting in the classroom. Tigress was sitting right to my left as she usually is, and there were two computers in front of me. One of them was the crappy school computer which was turned off. The other computer was my laptop, which was turned on. I looked at the screen and it displayed a list of dreams I have recorded. I didn't pay any attention to that, I just figured I was logged onto Dreamviews or Mortal Mist… although the screen didn't look like either of them. My attention was more focused on the paper I had in front of me. It was a character information sheet. It looked much like a character sheet for characters in Dungeons and Dragons, but that's not what it was for. This character sheet was to design characters for the games we would be making for our capstone projects. I wrote the name of the character I was designing on the top of the sheet. Trina. Good. While I was filling out the form, the instructor was up at the front of the room talking about what goes into a good game. I was listening with half my mind, as I had heard all of this information so many times before I thought I could recite it line for line. I started writing in the description of Trina's appearance. I heard the instructor had stopped talking. I looked up and saw he was right beside my chair looking at me. He said I needed to be paying attention, not working on that. I said it was class work I was working on, not random stuff. I showed him the character sheet. He said I could do that as homework, but I should pay attention. He said he didn't like it when students were ignoring him. I said I hadn't been ignoring him. I recited, practically word for word, what he had just said before coming over to me. He didn't seem to know what to respond to that, so he just said again for me to put the paper away. I said that after the number of classes he has had me in he should know perfectly well that I can multi-task. He repeated again to put the paper away. I was annoyed as I slipped the paper into my folder. The instructor went back to the front of the class and continued talking. I continued working on the paper, but I kept the folder down in my lap so he wouldn't see it. It was much harder to write like that… It was now break time. All of us got up from our seats and went out of the classroom to take a break. Tigress and I headed across the street to the Albertsons across the street. As we walked over, we mutually complained about the instructor and how he can be an ass sometimes and how annoying he can be sometimes. We went into Albertsons. Tigress needed to buy a few things. I followed her as she chose out her items. I was still complaining a bit about the instructor, though I had pretty much vented all that out. The intercom of the store interrupted the song on the radio and said the prescription for Raven Knight was ready at the pharmacy. Prescription? What prescription? I headed over to the pharmacy, not sure what to expect. Tigress followed me over to the pharmacy. I went to the pharmacist and asked what prescription was ready for Raven Knight. She said it was a loaf of loaf. I did a double take… a loaf of what? She said it was a loaf of the drug called Loaf. I just stared at her with what must have been a blank look on my face. A drug called Loaf? I remembered Loaf was a user on Dreamviews… not a drug… She said she would get the prescription. She went to the back and then came back up. She had a plastic bag with a loaf of bread in it. The bread looked like it was some kind of fruit bread. There were a couple of slices already off of the loaf, but the rest was a whole loaf. The pharmacist told me that half a slice of the bread is a single dose, so I should make sure to take that much every day. She said if I prefer it that way, add butter. Half a slice seemed like so little… well, I would see how it went. I opened the bag of bread and took out a slice. I took a bite. It was very good! I could taste the fruit in it, and the fruit was sweet and good. Before I knew it I had eaten the entire slice. I was still feeling angry and depressed at the instructor. I soon found myself nibbling on a second slice of the bread. Tigress asked how much I had eaten. I said I was on my second slice. I found I had only one bite of that second slice left and I ate it. Tigress said I was only supposed to have half a slice. I said that wasn't enough. She took the bag and looked in at the bread. About that time the medication of the bread started hitting me. I felt really good. I felt like I was flying. I felt great. I wanted to hug the next person I saw… I hugged Tigress. I hugged the person in line in front of us when we checked out with Tigress' stuff. I hugged the cashier. The cashier only seemed mildly surprised. She asked Tigress if I had gotten a loaf of Loaf. Tigress said yes. The cashier said that Loaf is a potent drug, and it seems people always like to go overboard on it, at least when they take their first dose. Now her calling Loaf a drug didn't sound weird at all… I told Tigress I wanted a loaf of kitty love next. Now that would be an awesome drug! Tigress looked at me strangely. The cashier said I would be coming down in a while. She said fortunately there wouldn't be a really serious crash, although I would certainly be wanting some extra sleep tonight. I told the cashier I had shared a dream with Loaf… she looked at me weird. She said the hallucinations had started, and she told Tigress to make sure I stayed somewhere safe. I said no, I had dreamed with Loaf… then someone had wanted a slice of Loaf but it had turned into a blog instead with… um… music on it. Music and magazines. That's it. And then there's the bread that grows on a tree… Tigress was leading me out of Albertsons when everything faded and I woke.
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