Figured these were happening often enough that I may as well start numbering them. Some of the posts tagged under "Dreams" aren't actually dream posts persay, but they all reference a dream I've had at some point.
I had three dreams last night (and woke up three times... I haven't slept through a night without waking up in the middle since pre-Indonesia), but can only remember two.
1. I am taking a test in which I have to describe in in-class essay format the difference between Java and C++... using the analogy of the difference between filling and emptying a pool of water. Yes, that was part of the question.
It took me so long to think of an answer to this that I ran out of time, as typically happens for me with in-class essays, and I woke up in a panic. And then I laid in bed seriously thinking about the question for while before deciding that whoever came up with the idea of trying to compare Java and C++ using a pool of water as an analogy was an idiot. (My mind was probably still in half-asleep delirious mode- refer to previous post where I was awake and panicked about having 40,000 shopping carts) And then I went back to sleep.
2. I am escorting the Joker from Batman down several flights of stairs in Arkham Asylum to his prison cell. This is pretty much a recreation of the opening to the video game Batman: Arkham Asylum, except that
- I am myself and not Batman
- I am unarmed
- there are no police officers with me escorting the Joker
- the Joker himself isn't even handcuffed, which makes me wonder why he's even bothering with this charade in the first place.
- he's playing with a spoon in his hands as he is walking, and I spend most of the walk downstairs paranoid that he might stab me in the eye with it since I am defenseless.
- but somehow we manage to have a pretty cordial conversation anyway. no hard feelings.
Luckily, once we make it to the bottom floor the Joker gets ambushed by a crowd of teenage girls asking for his autograph. and I wake up.
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