Trip to Hanavar, Canada

Last night I had another dream that tried to convince me that I had gotten an offer for that job I want.

I was on an airplane with my brother, and got a phone call from a recruiter/HR person asking me to fill out some more paperwork so they could run a background check on me.  Then I got excited since things were moving forward.

Anyway, then the plane landed in Canada, in a place that I think was called Hanover, but spelled Hanavar.  It was kind of a weird town that had an airport and a train station and a functioning castle and possibly royalty, but then it also had a not fantastic school district.

We were going to Hanavar to attend an awards ceremony because dad was getting one for something. Before the actual ceremony there was a buffet dinner, with an absolutely enormous line.  As in, there were hundreds of people in it.  So Kevin and I snuck out to explore the city/town of Hanavar.  We found a middle school that was open- it looked like at least parts of it were built of sticks and mud, but we went in just to check it out.  There was tons of awesome kid-artwork covering all the walls, and we ran into a really friendly teacher who told us about how awesome the teachers and kids were, but how they wished they could afford a better building/teaching materials, etc..

After chatting with her, we realized that we should probably get back to the awards ceremony/banquet. We were able to get back in line behind mom & dad, next to Aline.  Aline was there to hang out (also possibly because dad had an extra ticket, and who wouldn't want to go to Hanavar?), and had been chatting with dad about whatever his award was for to distract him from noticing that Kevin and I had run off for a half hour.  We got back in line and passed it off as having gone looking for the restrooms.

That was pretty much the end of the dream.  I feel like Aline played a bigger part in it than just holding our place in line, but I know that it was Kevin on the airplane and running around the school with me.  And I really didn't do this dream any justice with my explanations, because it was so colorful and fantastic, so I'm going to try and find some pictures that explain it better.

This is where Hanavar is in Canada.  Note that I have included my previous modification to Canada's geography in this map, so that you can keep track of where I've been.  I have also demolished a lot of Canada.

The plane was flying in, and I was sitting on the right side of the plane, so looking down on Hanavar when approaching from the south-west, the castle and most of the town is sitting on top of a mountain overlooking a lake.  The other side of the lake has mountains all around it, and there's snow everywhere.  The castle kind of looks like this one,

...if it were sitting on the little peak that's about a quarter of the way in from the left of this photo:

...and if it had a town around it and there was a lake between that mountain and the mountains in the background of that picture.

I tried finding a picture of the town/school, but didn't see anything that reminded me of them.  Also, dad was totally wearing one of those awesome totally decked out royal outfits- you know the type, gold with the red/blue sash and all the medals?  Pretty awesome.

Castle source.
Mountain source.

Banana Muffins and Buying a House

Last week, I had two dreams.  Unfortunately I've waited too long to write them up, so they aren't nearly as detailed as they should be.

In the first dream, I was in some sort of classroom.*  I think that the class was going to have some sort of holiday party or something, because people were being assigned food to bring in.  Somehow it ended up that James and I were responsible for bringing banana muffins.  Now, normally I make them from scratch, but in the dream, they were being made from box-mixes.  Also, we each had to make/bring ONLY six.  This resulted in a giant argument, because that meant that we'd both have to buy a box, and use half an egg, and why couldn't James come over so we could use one box and make all 12 at the same time?  But there's dream-logic for you.  Each had to use half a box and toss the extra. Couldn't even make a dozen and keep half for myself.
There was some more stuff that happened after that, but I don't remember it.

Second dream:

I was attending Penn State* and trying to find someplace to live.  My aunt and uncle lived like 15-20 minutes away and were thinking of moving, so I was going to buy their house and live there. (IRL, they do not live anywhere near Penn State.)  Anyway, they were out of the house (shopping? on vacation?) and I was visiting, just kind of checking it out and seeing what kind of changes (paint) I'd want to make when I moved in.  All their stuff was still there.  All of a sudden, I hear someone knocking on the door, so I went downstairs, and it was a real estate agent with a couple who wanted to look at the house.  I was just like, um, no, go away, I'm buying this house, so you don't need to look at it.  But at that moment, a random girl shows up, and said that she could show them around, it'd be no problem!  Apparently she was renting a room that I hadn't gotten around to looking in yet, and knew that the house was going to get sold, but she just figured she'd keep renting her room from the new owner.  Lots of mis-communication going on.  Eventually things got sorted, and I bought the house and the girl kept renting her room.  Kind of a boring dream.


Then, earlier this week, I had the following dream, which kind of ruined my day.  Just some background info- I've been trying to find a job, and keep getting turned down, and am waiting to hear back from the company that stars in this dream.

I got a call from the hiring manager, saying that they wanted to offer me the job, and could I start on Monday?  I of course, accepted the offer, and went to work.  The company kind of turned out (in the dream) to be kind of a weird oil-services kind of company.  I got a tour of the office area from a girl, and then she took me out to see the other buildings.  One that we went to was knee-deep with a really thick mud.  The workers in the building were collecting something (water? thats what it kind of looked like) from pipes that came down from the ceiling, and everyone was really muddy.  But they were all happy and enjoyed their jobs.  Now, the workers were all dressed for this, but I was wearing nice pants and flats... so I'm pretty sure I lost the flats in the mud.

That's really all I remember of that one because I just got pissed when I woke up that I didn't actually have the job. :(



*Why so many dreams about school? I'm graduated!

Weirdest Ice Breaker Ever.

So this dream I guess takes place in high school, since it only had people from high school in it, but we were closer to being the age we are now rather than high school aged.

There was a giant classroom with probably close to 200 people in it.  The center of the classroom was basically a giant rectangular pit, about 30' wide by 60' long, and probably 20' deep.  The desks were the typical one armed desks everyone had in high school, and were arranged in rows of 4 facing the pit.

The teacher (who I think was that 8th grade social studies teacher we had who locked a class in the classroom one time, don't remember her name) had a bucket with slips of paper with everyone's names on them.  Once everyone had them, we were supposed to find our partner.  (Now that I'm awake, this seems weird because that would mean that the person whose name you have wouldn't necessarily have your name, but thats how it worked in the dream... or at least, that's how it was supposed to work.)

The name I drew was something like 'Bunni Smith,' I am 100% positive on the first name (and the spelling), and I know the last name was something common.  Most of the students knew each other so it was easy to find your partner, but  there were some unfamiliar faces.  There was one girl a few rows over from me that looked like she might be a Bunni, so I asked her if she was, and she was like, no, I think that she sits over there (on the other side of the pit).  But by the time I started heading over to the other side of the room, nearly everyone had found their partner and was sitting down with them.  The teacher called the last six of us without partners over to her and paired us up.  Not sure who three of the people were, but James, Barry and I were in the group.  I ended up getting paired with James.

The point of this whole exercise was to do an ice breaker activity, which is weird when most of the people already know each other.  But this was no ordinary ice breaker.  At the bottom of the pit was a pool.  The pool had all these ball bearings floating on top of it, and somehow a subwoofer was involved.  The teacher had us all line up around the edge of the pit and flipped a switch or something.  The lights turned off and it got all disco-y and when the subwoofer thumped, the ball bearings would jump and change what shape they were making.  The teacher explained that we were to get to know our partners and find out something new & unique about them to share with the class.  We would then have to take that fact and somehow incorporate it into a ball bearing performance, which would involve figuring out how to program it to work.

Of course, then everyone started talking about how friggin impossible this would be- not only to program ball bearings to do what you want (while floating on water), but the teacher wasn't supplying us with any information on how this would be accomplished, so we would have to research it individually, and oh, by the way, it's due in a week!

I don't really know what I learned that was new about James, but I think we decided I'd make something about how he likes the Civil War.

That's it!

I need to be better at updating....

So, I know that reading lots of text gets boring, so I am going to attempt something similar to what Allie (of hyperbole and a half fame) in the future.  I'm going to grab my drawing tablet when I go home next, and will attempt to draw nice looking drawings of what my dreams look like.  They're a lot better if you could see what they look like, because usually I get one or two very clear scenes stuck in my head, and if I could show everyone how colorful and detailed they are, then that would be awesome.  But I'm not an artist, so they'll probably be pretty bad to start with.

Last night:
I had a dream that I was home for Christmas, but it was like two weeks before Christmas.  My brother was home from school, but it was during finals week, so he really had no business being home... seeing as how he should be taking finals.  So the first week of 'break', we kept telling him he should be studying for the finals, since he had them the next week, and he kept uncharacteristically telling us to not worry about it, that he didn't need to study for them.  The next week rolls around, and he's just sitting on the carpet playing with legos all week.  The rest of the family keeps asking him if he needs to go back to school to take his finals, or study, and he keeps brushing it off, all, oh, no, no, I don't need to study, they aren't till later in the week.  Later in the week he's still just playing with legos.  Finally mom & dad are angry and think he's failing all his classes and yell at him, and he's all 'SURPRISE! I TOOK THEM EARLY!'

Over the weekend:
I had a dream that I had planned a get-together with a bunch of people.  I had made a reservation at a nice restaurant for like twelve people, so it was kind of a big deal.  I showed up to the restaurant a little early with someone (maybe Ron? or some other tall, skinny male friend from home?) to check and make sure that they had our table ready, since twelve people is a lot.  The hostess took us to the table, which was in this really nice courtyard area, surrounded on all four sides by the building, wrought iron tables with burnt-red and gold-yellow colored umbrellas over them.  It reminded me of Italy.  We had two tables pushed together against one of the walls.  Me and Ron (just gonna assume it's him, since that sort of makes sense) sat down to wait for everyone else to show up, but no one else showed up.  The rest of the restaurant got full-ish, and then it started raining, and no one else came.  I was sad. :(

Level 5 Math Class

I actually had this last week, but got lazy about writing it up.  This dream took place in my high school, during what appeared to be senior year.  

It started and I was at home, running slightly late for school.   The doorbell rang, and it was this group of three adults who were supposed to follow me around for the day.  The one in charge looked kind of like NPH.  I said hi to them, and ran out to my car, expecting that if they'd want to actually follow me around all day, that they were perfectly capable of doing so without me changing how I did things.  Then they rushed off to get in their car, and I drove to school.  They were pretty good at following till we got to school & parked, when I took off really fast to get to class.

First class was a science (I think bio) class in the basement of the school.  It was a typically boring class, and afterward, I stopped to talk to James in the hall for a bit.  Somehow this made the people lose track of me.  After we'd been chatting a while, I checked my schedule (apparently this was also the first day of class for the year or something), and found out that my next class was the 5th level math class that also happened to be on the 5th floor.  So then I took off running to make it to class on time, and ran into NPH & his gang on the first floor, and was all, hey, gonna be late!  Then they followed me to my math class.

This was supposed to be like some super hard complex math class, but all we were doing in the dream was drawing things.  Things that everyone else was having trouble drawing, but I had this little plastic thing that made it easier for me to draw....because the plastic thing was what we were supposed to be drawing, and I could just trace it.  The people following me had to do it too, I guess one of the rules was that they had to participate in class as well as just follow me around.  They weren't as smart though, and couldn't do it.

Gangnam Style

So the other day I had a dream, but then I got lazy and didn't write it up immediately.

Brent and Sydney and I were all in the same class together, along with one of my friends from elementary school.  The teacher made us all sit alphabetically, which I know because Brent was on the other side of the room and Sydney was one row over from me.  But that doesn't really matter to the dream, I just thought it was neat that my brain automatically alphabetized us.  My elementary school friend was two rows over and back a bit, which also is about right.

Anyway, it's the end of class, and Brent and Sydney leave, and I go talk to my elementary school friend (who shall remain nameless because she and I haven't talked in like.... at least six years).

"Me and Brent and Sydney and Toastie* are going to go to place after school.  Do you want to come too?"

"I can't even put real names to faces on your friends.  What makes you think I know who Toastie is?" She then walked off annoyed.  I guess she didn't want to go to place with us, where ever that was.

Then I walk out of the classroom and Brent is waiting because we have the same class together next, and it's downstairs.  We then proceed to gangnam style** down the stairs, holding on to the railing.  Apparently this is the best way ever to go down stairs because everyone else is staring at us and we're laughing our heads off.

The end!

*Toastie is the name Keegan uses on a video game.

**This is also hilarious because I CAN NOT DANCE.  It's what he's doing at 1:26 in the video, cepts with both hands holding on to the railing and going down stairs.