Oh, man. I had this one in English class today. It was so odd. Heh.

Convention in Spanish class!

At first, I’m sitting in the passenger’s seat of a truck, talking with the driver. I think I was hitchhiking, but who knows. The driver (a guy about my age I believe) gets angry at me, and throws me out of the car.

I brush myself off, and just start walking down the lovely European country road. Rolling green hills spread around me, dotted with small, quaint stone homes. Suddenly, there’s an ambulance and two cars on the side of the road, and some guy on a bike apparently just now almost got run over. Then he starts this whole spill about his friend who just got bitten by a snake. He asks me, because apparently the anti-venom will cost about 800, and the snake was a very rare adder, and he could get tons of money for selling it to his uncle.

So I’m tramping through knee high grass, looking for a snake, when I’m suddenly walking into my third period class; Spanish III. Our teacher is so crazy and absent minded, he talks funny sometimes; his voice cracks, and it’s so funny. I do learn a lot, I promise.

Anywho, like in most of my dreams, there’s a convention or a party going on. Mr. Dunn (eccentric Spanish teacher) for some reason is holding manga in one hand, and playing a harmonica with the other. He’s surprisingly good. I say, over the loud techno music that’s apparently coming from the overhead projector, “Man, I wish I could play the harmonica!”

He says, “What? You can play the harmonica?”

“No!” I shout. “I said I WISH I could play the harmonica.”

“Oh.” And then he laughs like I had just made a really REALLY funny joke. Then I wake up.

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Oh man, I love having dreams in class. So funny. When I told Mr. Dunn about the dream, he laughed, then said it was odd that I fell into the REM phase of sleep so easily. Cool huh? I do get sleep paralysis really easy, though. Where your body falls asleep, but your mind’s still awake, and you CAN NOT move. It’s really scary. I’m gonna research it some, see if I can’t find out why I do that so often. Could be interesting!