SKA

Length: long
Visibility: Very Clear
Triggers: San Tache's ghost stories

I woke up to noises in my apartment. I looked around and saw my broom was being used by someone to sweep the floor. But there wasn't anyone there. I quickly jumped out of bed, yelled at the ghost to get out because it wasn't invited and opened the window to show it the fastest way out. It didn't want to leave. Instead I pissed it off. All of a sudden all the dust and dirt on my floor, more than I'd ever noticed before, started being pulled to the other end of my apartment. I thought maybe it was being sucked outside to my balcony, or there was a wind from my window. But the balcony door wasn't open and the there was no wind coming from the window. The dust and dirt start moving up the wall and up my curtains. That started to freak me out and piss me off. I was thinking about calling someone but decided to start my computer first. As soon as I turned it on I started getting error messages. My internet browser was scanning 1000's of files a second and responding that I had too many junk mails to even open it. It couldn't process them all. And all the colors were off...everything was flashing red and orange. I got to another page and it just had animal characters flying around. I scrolled down and there was an application page to buy something. I walked over to my balcony and opened my door. My friend from college was sitting on her balcony which was connected and reading a book, even though it was 645 in the morning and she never gets up early. But it was a bright and sunny day, just like the day looked to be every time I woke up and looked around my apartment in-between dream episodes. I wanted to just start crying or screaming, but I couldn't seem to process any emotions just then. I was frantic. All of a sudden one of my Japanese friends showed up. I started explaining to her what was happening and she was going to help me get out.

And now as I write this there was another aspect to the dream or maybe a separate dream. But I remember now that in the midst of all this haunted confusion, I was also needing to plan a lesson. I needed to make a worksheet or lesson plan by the first period at my school. But my computer wasn't working and I couldn't seem to get out of my apartment. And in another scene, one of the elementary school homeroom teachers was crying and crying. She said that if I had problems with four particular boys in the classroom I could kick them out. And in reality I had a really bad lesson with this class a few weeks ago.

I'm not sure if there was a resolution to this dream. I think I was still trying to figure out the lesson and get out of my apartment when my alarm went off!

Keep the ghosts out of my apartment and out of my dreams!!

SKA

A wild and crazy dream about my male neighbor. I had no idea I had those feelings. Hmm?? Too bad he lives with his wife.

And lots of other dreams lately, but haven't been writing or posting. I need to get back into the habit!! Some interesting stuff.

There was one about hiking and seeing where bears had hibernated during winter after the spring thaw. It was eerie to see all their little sleeping spots...but no bears! I think I turned back. It felt like the start to a horror movie!

LDN

I've had really intense dreams lately.

Earlier this week I dreamed that a friend of mine who died in a motorcycle accident 4 years ago was actually alive.

Last night I dreamed about family friends that I haven't seen or heard of in years. The husband was telling me about how his wife gave birth to twin sons (the actually have 2 daughters around my age), and that they were both over 10lbs, and how proud he was of his wife for going through that. I then flashed to scenes where two people very close to me were being told that they had miscarried twins, and then all of a sudden, I was in a tiny emergency room being told that I two was miscarrying twins.

Then it was back to the couple -we were all in some kind of resort. We were on a patio deck at night talking about the husband's book that he had written that was to become a movie. His 3 sons had also written books and we were discussing them. Then it came time to go our separate ways and I finally gave the husband a gift that I had been carrying around with me the whole time. It was supposed to be a sumo doll, but when he opened the box it contained two two-headed dolls -one fair skinned and one dark skinned - and then both had labels on their bellies that said they were made in Grande Prairie.

The couple asked me how long I was going to stay in my job overseas and I said I didn't know, but that I really enjoyed working in Cuba...that's when I realized that yes, I was working in Cuba, not Japan.

We parted ways and after, I discovered that the husband left me a fish tank full of colorful foil-wrapped chocolate eggs and a message. I pulled the message out of the tank and it was a booklet made of yellow construction paper, bound with string. It contained children's drawings and very long and very short messages. When I tried to read the messages the pages would fold over and re-open on a new page. Then it became two booklets, one from the wife, one from the husband.

Then I started to wake up.

SKA

Visibility: foggy
Length: short
Triggers: no frickin' clue

Mr. Bullfighter had a long blonde mullet. I only saw it from the back. But there it was--long blonde hair! Wow!

MRL

Visibility: Clear
Length: Long and involved
Triggers: Hmm....

When I got to school there was a girl student who had been caught smoking a drug called Benzedrine. It was an oil that came in a glass vial and you held the vial in a special metal holder and inhaled it. It was extremely dangerous to possess and this girl was getting in MASSIVE trouble - to the point where she might be executed. But this was one of my favorite students and I wanted to help her - so when I walked by her, she slipped a few vials of this drug into my hand and I put them in my pocket. But suddenly I was terrified. If the school found out I had them, I would lose my job and be deported.
I went to my bedroom and put them in a bag of other stuff and hid the bag underneath my bed. But then a whole bunch of teachers walked in and started discussing the punishment for the girl student. While they weren`t looking, the girl said to me, `Iiyada, bedo no shita wa!` (Don`t put it under the bed!) But the teachers heard her and asked me, `Put what under the bed?` I said, `Oh, she just told me it was dark under the bed and its impossible to see anything.`
I needed to find a better place to hide these vials since there were dogs and policemen searching everywhere around the school for other people with drugs.
I went to a stationary store in a weird futuristic-looking city and I told the woman that I needed some sort of container. I had all my things, including my laptop, in my backpack and there were college students and travellers running all around this city. The woman and I were flirting heavily and she said that she was going to lock up early - with the intention that we would go home together. I said I really needed to find a container so I said I would go to another store and come back when she had locked up. I went to a different store but they were already locked. When I looked back at the woman`s store, I saw her and an Israeli college student who worked selling crepes kissing in the crepe store. I thought, `Well, she changes her mind quickly.`
All this time I just felt the anticipation of smoking the drugs in my pocket. I wanted to find a quiet place without the danger of being caught.
Eventually it was day, but it was a few months later and I was with my supervisor after having come home from a trip. He took me to the stationary store but we found it was abandoned and half that city block had been destroyed.
The drugs were still in my backpack, but they were at the front of this motorboat waiting for us on the flooded streets below. Then a boy swam up to the boat, grabbed my bag and dove back in just as I reached him.

AJS

Length: short
Visibility: clear
Triggers: ?

Valentine's Day was not about the usual stuff...It was about small kitchen appliances. To celebrate, I raced my toaster oven against a microwave down a slidey race track. The toaster oven broke to bits.

SKA

Length: medium
Visibility: clear
Triggers: signed my contract

I was in Birmingham. I was visiting the program house and talking to people in the admin center about transfering to campus. They all laughed and called me crazy. They all said that I had this huge reputation now and that everyone knew me because I was doing something so crazy nobody could believe it. They were in hysterics. Oh well, I thought. I might as well do something a bit different and try to make it work. I was there. What was I going to do.

And then I was with a few students, and they said they all knew. Everyone knew. Everyone knew what had happened and what my reputation was. Great! Just great! I'm glad I'm being given a fair chance here! Glad I can come in with a clean slate. The only thing is, I think I know what they were talking about, but nobody was being very clear. So I wasn't sure if everyone knew that I was the student transfering from Japan. Or was it that they all knew that I was the student that had that thing happen with that professor.

I was trying to walk across campus, but I couldn't leave the building because there was a rabid bear running around outside. Nobody else seemed concerned but this bear was WILD and running around like a MAD MAN!! I asked someone how to get across campus to another building. He said to go around back and just drop some candies by the door and I'd be safe. So I left the building and started walking across campus.

I got to a Y in the path. There was a sign that listed two buildings, but not the building I needed. I turned and looked around to ask someone. Sitting on a park bench was Murray, the other Professor I knew from the summer. I walked up to him and reintroduced myself. He seemed to remember me, but I was really sure until he apologized for the "other" professor and what happened. I thanked him and started to ask him for advice about how to make this campus experience work. Maybe I could avoid him all together, or maybe I couldn't. But I needed some advice and someone in my corner. It seemed like everyone was already against me, or already knew too much!

And I woke up.




February 1st, 2007
Length: short
visibility: slightly hazy
triggers: no idea

Amy called and was crying. I was trying to make her feel better and talk to her about what was going on, but I couldn't get anything out of her. I looked out my window and Jackie and Melissa or Mariette were sitting outside on the beach reading books in front of my apartment in Japan (iina!!). I asked them to come up and cheer her up on the phone. They did.

Then I got an email from Amy as soon as I woke up...she had been hit by a car in REAL life!