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Mar. 2nd, 2001 | 07:21 pm
mood: tiredtired
music: Gloria Estefan - Everlasting Love

I just had a very strange dream. I dreampt that I was goign to religion on Avenue C so I missed my ride... so then for some reason my car was in New York so I decided to try driving. But the driving wasn't going well and I couldn't deal with the traffic so I kept driving on the sidewalk... excpt when I occasionally did have to drive on the street to avoid hitting oncoming pedestrians.

So I got to Avenue C and I was walking with a bunch of people. We stumbled on a Kodak world of color kaliedoscope exhibit that I'd already seen... so we breezed through that except for a few moments when my friends and I were playing with this odd Russian toy.

I was with friends who dance and who said they were going to dance class and that I should join them. I didn't have my shoes, I said... and I wasn't dressed appropriately, but they said it didn't matter. So I agreed to go. And I was suddenly in a tiny studio where things were close together -- even closer than they were in Barb's studio, and the floor had an interesting pattern to it. Before class started, they asked if I wanted to take class or join the company. I aksed what the complany did... and they told me a bunch of names of choreographers that I didn't know anything about but I preptended to because it is, after all a dream.

So I paid for my class... and we watched a clip from a movie that was strange and in some other language... but I didn't have money to pay for class so I kept offering to pay with my NYU ID. The man said that Yale IDs worked but NYU IDs didn't. And for some reason someone had promised to pay him in coffee. But then I found out that I had money and it was fine.

Then. Members of the company performed a couple pieces where they were supposed to represent happy aspirin. Or maybe that was just the end of the piece they performed. Anyway. They had a little black dancer who looked a lot like me in terms of shape and body structure doing that part and that made me feel better about my body. She was wearing a bright yellow leotard.

Then a group of four did a dance, and then a guy who I thought was really cute started a Shostakovich piece with one girl, and suddenly, for some reason, I was in the piece, dancing to Shostakovich, even though I didn't know the choreography. (And at this point, thank you Hollywood, I had my toeshoes). I kept doing my releves wrong... and it went fine for most of it, until I realized that I didn't know the choreography and then I got nervous and my technique faltered. But I finished. And the directors whispered between themselves and told me I was bending my knees too much in my releves, so I needed to do a bunch for them. So I did... and for some reason they were in second position, not first. Then they told me I needed to do one that started with a Visier, and I didn't know what that was... so I asked, which got me terrible looks (I had blanked out on the word) and the scene switched.

I was walking outside, noting where the theatre complany that they were going to start would be... and thinking that Avenue C is a really strange place for a dance and theatre company, but hey, why not? It was a small building that looked like a grocery store from the outside with a basketball court behind it. And the projects in full view.

As I was walking back to my dorm, I woke up.

I had another dream where my roommate bought a rug for an odd part of our room and cleaned out my closet... and so for some reason I couldn't find my laundry or my shoes. Then I was playing with legos and I got hungry so I went to my closet (where I now had all of my stuff having gotten back... it turns out it was in my roommate's closet.) to get food and I found an open bag of Chips Ahoy cookies that were actually a bunch of odd cookie sandwhiches. Some had white cream and some had chocolate and they were all very messy. And there was a blue plastic plate in the bag which told me that someone had been eating them. I asked my roommate and she smiled embarassedly and said yes so I offered her another cookie. Then I thought it was weird that she should be eating normal food because she's so thin and drinks things like Ensure and diet soda... I don't think I've ever seen her eat a cookie. But I was also relieved that she had decided to eat like a normal person, too.

Oh, and for some reason, in this dream... she had an art portfolio and some of my art was in it.

These two dreams have been my mind's productions in the last few hours of sleep. (Which I no doubt needed). Freud would have a field day. Have a field day, Freud.

I want maccaroni and cheese, but I am too lazy to make it for myself right now because I would have to go out and buy ingredients. Plus I would have to figure out how to make it in the microwave.

One week from now, everybody will have left for spring break and I will be all alone in my dorm. This makes me very happy. Because I am getting tired of living with people in an environment this tiny. I am missing having my own space. But I really can't afford to have a single room. Ah, well. We all need a break, I think. Plus, I will see my mommy and that will be just lovely.

So many things I should do right now and I don't feel like doing any of them. D.S., if you still read this, have a nice time with * tonight. :-)

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The event you have asterisked is tomorrow night actually.

from: anonymous
date: Mar. 2nd, 2001 05:41 pm (UTC)

And tonight I embark on my first-ever philosophy paper, for Moral Reasoning class--an exciting challenge. :^) Have a good weekend! ~D.S.~

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Re: The event you have asterisked is tomorrow night actually.

from: stellae
date: Mar. 2nd, 2001 08:55 pm (UTC)

Oops. For some reason I thought you'd said Friday in your email. But I am retarded sometimes, so I suppose that makes sense.

Good luck with your paper!

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