This one was a confusing mix between girls I knew in ACJC, and girls I knew in MGS. I only remember the bit where we were sitting in a sortof class, near the top of a lecture theatre, and the lecture hadn't started yet... and for some reason one or two of the girls were gesturing as if they were mockingly mimicking sign language and I suddenly got angry and yelled out, "Stop making fun of their sign language!" They stopped, and looked at me in a shocked and slightly "Huh?" way... But I remember being so angry I didn't care. Then as the class started to dissipate to various other venues, I remember walking down the centre aisle and this girl came up to me and asked if I was okay, and said she totally agreed with me... I was rather surprised because I never expected it of this particular girl before, since my (real-life) experience with her seems to be that she disdains me more than anything else. Anyway, as I was walking along to somewhere else, still seething but somewhat ashamed of my outburst now, another girl came up to me and said she agreed with what I said too, and asked if I remembered what she told me about she and her sister... Somehow I appeared to remember that she'd told me before she and her sister were hearing-impaired / used sign language (even though in real life both she and the girl whom I thought in the dream was her sister had perfect hearing -- and in real life the girl wasn't even her sister but her best friend!) so I said yes... and she started telling me her point of view and suddenly I was awoken by my alarm clock.
Sigh. School and dreams. Perhaps unconsciously, I'm holding onto my memories of school. Yet consciously, I know that I can no longer exist peacefully in a state of unusefulness to society...
And now the question is, how can I be useful to society?
(Undoubtedly at this point a good few of my lecturers will pop up and ask "What do you mean by 'society'?" :P)
This imagination of mine. It must either be tamed or put to daily use, so that my nights are not plagued by it. >.<
Dear Lord, please grant that "the Lion sleeps tonight..."
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