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wWednesday, May 05, 2004

feeling: hot
listening to: badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger... BLAST YOU, WEEBL


I like dreams where I wake up laughing. They're so rare. And yet this week I've already had two of them. Of course, after one of them, I went back to sleep and continued the dream, and the next time I woke up my legs hurt because they'd been attacked by glass shards in the dream... *sigh*

Anywho, the first one was much longer and had many more parts than I will relate here... the funny part involved me at home, in the living room rocking chair on what felt like a natural everyday evening with the parents... Mom was doing something in the kitchen and Dad was falling asleep on the couch while the TV was on but no one was really watching it. But at one point someone (on TV I think) said something, and Dad said something big and long and weird in response... in his sleep. So I gave him a O.o; look and said "I like [insert whatever the heck he'd just been talking about here]..." to which he replied with another big long sentence-shpiel totally unrelated to anything I'd said. By now I was having a blast, holding an involved two-way conversation with my sleeping father, whose responses were very coherent and organized but totally unrelated to the topic, while laughing like mad with my mother in the next room. Woke myself up laughing, went back to sleep, broke something on my dresser in the dream, underwent lots of pain as the shattering glass sprayed my bare legs lodging little shards in me, waking up with little pinpoints of pain scattered about my legs...

Last night's was better, just because it was weirder and made me all giddy for no apparent reason. So in the dream I was attending some special bonus reunion Japanese class or something... I say reunion because some students I haven't seen in a while were there, and our teacher was Terashima-sensei, who in real life had to stop teaching two quarters ago. I miss her. Anyway, in this dream she gave everyone a list of what appeared to be 10 or 12 of the most popular current songs in Japan, along with lyrics, I guess... then she played them all on a karaoke machine and had everyone sing along. One of the songs I swear I've heard before but couldn't put my finger on it and still can't... it was cool... me and Sensei had a little conversation that went something like this, but in Japanese: "Where have I heard this song before?" "This song is actually not very popular in Japan, many people don't like it, but..." "Yeah, I thought that was the case..." and that's all I remember actually, but it was a little longer than that.

Anyway, best part to come. A while later she put on a new song, which I immediately recognized as one of my favorite sappy J-ballads, SMAP - Lion Heart. Upon realizing this I screeched "Uwaaa, daisuki!!" (aaah, I love this song!!). So I'm standing around gleeing, and then when the vocals start, this guy who resembled a guy I had geology class with last quarter *shrug* started singing the first verse alone. And I just stood there flabberghasted at how GOOD he was, and how he sounded EXACTLY like Kimura Takuya (the SMAP member who sings that verse in the song). As if I wasn't crazy enough about that verse to start with... *glomps KimuTaku* But anyway, so he finishes the verse and we all clapped for him, then everyone went back to singing along with the song. Which I adore, in case I haven't mentioned that.

Then there was kinda a jump in the dream, and the next thing I knew the karaoke-fest was over and we were all sitting around socializing in a place that bizarrely resembled my grandparents' garage O_o. For no apparent reason, I decided to start singing O'ha Rock by Shingo Mama, a song which, as anyone who's heard it knows, is the devil. I was about half a verse in when Terashima-sensei noticed my venture, started laughing her head off, and joined me. So while everyone else was socializing and probably thinking we were nuts, there sat Sensei and I, busting our butts laughing while singing together every single verse of O'ha Rock. We even did hand gestures for the "O'haaa!" and "Itadakima~su!" parts. :P So yeah, then I woke up laughing, and with O'ha Rock stuck in my head. But then for the rest of the day Lion Heart was stuck in my head. Good times... lol

Yeah, I doubt anyone thinks any of that last one was amusing at all unless they know the songs. But I wanted to remember it because I like dreams where I wake up laughing, rare as they are.

I'm so not gonna get this international studies outline done. Heh. Ask me how much I care. I have no interest in this class at all, it's totally over my head, it's too much work, I'll never have any use for it, I wouldn't be in it if it wasn't required of me... and to top it off senioritis is eating my brain in a big way. And I have a paper due for EALL on Monday, and by the day after that I'm supposed to turn in a brief project description for the group midterm project due the following week that I don't have a group for yet, and the day after that I have a paper due for linguistics... but that group midterm project is gonna be especially interesting considering I don't have a group and the class won't be meeting again until the day before the brief project description is due. So screwed. I just wanna go home.

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