The previous night was another school-based dream, once again probably high school, and my math teacher was Duff Goldman from Ace of Cakes. There wasn't really much to it other than I couldn't get this one math problem (in fact, seemed no one in the class could), but I was the only one who had copied the problem right, so the fact that I got it wrong still made me feel like an idiot when I reflected on it later. Anyhow, the problem was explained to me, I got it, and then I woke up.
Last night was a little different; this one was more of a movie-based dream (a space-horror movie, to be exact), and I'm pretty sure it was a recent film, because I knew that something bad was going to happen if they did certain things, so I was doing my best to try and prevent it. I think it had Jodie Foster in it (though the actual movie probably didn't) and maybe Morgan Freeman... Some big name actor, anyway. Anyhow, they found this cassette-looking thing on this abandoned space ship in the cargo hold, I think, and I knew that if they tried to force it into the player, it would break and all hell would break loose, so I kept trying to keep them from putting it in the player. I knew that the tension over the whole thing was building, but it didn't seem like a dire situation, and I finally snatched the cassette away and threw it someplace where I figured they wouldn't be able to find it, which was probably a lousy idea in retrospect, because I think that ended up breaking it, and now I couldn't get to it to use it to solve any problems.
Luckily, right then I woke up and didn't have to worry about any weird alien things or whatever was going to come out of it. Oh, and I think Jodie Foster was running around video-taping ghosts before the whole thing happened... doing her usual "I'm obsessed over something to a fault" routine.
I'm starting to hope I forget my dreams again soon, otherwise I might actually believe Khira when she tells me I'm losing touch with reality...
In the meantime, Lego bricks for eyes:
