Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/1/2020
By AJacobs
So the early part of the dream had to do with being at a high school and either taking or helping out in classes. I’m not sure if it was implied I somehow failed a high school class and had to retake it, or if I was just observing/helping (I am a Junior in university studying Music Education). I got to the class early. It was taught by Prof. Q (my college Freshman year Audiation (listening and singing) professor). I asked him where I should sit and moved my stuff accordingly. We basically agreed for me to act like and among the high schoolers. The desks were arranged in a crammed more-than-a-semicircle-but-less-than-a-full-circle fashion around where the teacher would be standing. I feel like the class subject may have been music history but I’m not sure about that. I would and d Students eventually came in and I think there was a little bit of class before resolving into a mostly different dream. So later… it became interesting as it was kind of like a movie, but also it seemed to be my life… I’m not sure how it started exactly. I think it was peripherally related to the classroom dream because I think we might have stayed in the same high school/building. Primarily, there were four people. There was myself, some slick/cool older kid/young adult, a cute girl, and a character that was essentially Jonathan Byers from Stranger Things (Will Byers’ older and socially awkward brother, portrayed by Charlie Heaton (I will refer to him as Charlie)). I recognized Charlie but couldn’t place his name or what movie he was from (not a movie, which maybe was part of why my brain was trying to remember what ‘80s movie he was from. Lol, Stranger Things.) He might’ve actually been how I was tipped off that I knew I was in a movie. We were all classmates and roughly friends. There was some plot where the cool kid was actually a secret agent (foreign intelligence I think despite being an American jock). He was kind of the antagonist but Charlie and I were working with him I think… There must have been a little in a classroom or hallway at first. But most of the scene that I remember took place in a bathroom… I’m sorry… It was across the hallway from a living area where the boys lived. The doors to both must have been propped open. There was a bunch of adolescent smack talk and chit chat throughout. We were in this giant bathroom which was mostly a big empty room with sinks and mirrors to the left wall from the entrance and mixed toilet and shower stalls across from the entrance. Directly to the right of the door was the wall (so the door was at the corner of an open rectangular room with stalls on the far side, sinks and mirrors to the left side, and a blank wall to the near/bottom and right side of the entrance). There was talk of the cool guy getting the girl etc. Bragging about how he could get laid with any girl ‘just one day, no, one hour after meeting them.’ I think after we were talking at the sinks I went into one of the stalls, sat on the toilet, went, it was a little painful… And then stripped down and took a shower partly because I didn’t want them to think I was having trouble on the toilet or something. The showerhead was directly over the toilet and there might have also been a frosted window there to let light in. The jock asked Charlie to do something that made him feel uncomfortable, it might have had something to do with the girl. Charlie grudgingly agreed and walked across the hall to where we were living. There was some kind of plot and because I felt I had seen *this movie* and I knew that Charlie would end up getting killed (stabbed by a knife, I feel that I had an image in my mind of him covered and maybe choking on blood). I either had semi-omniscience or my stall door was a little open (a little bit of both) that allowed me to see out. I also ‘leaned out’ (maybe just with my omniscient sight) and could see the jock’s pants and shoes two stalls to the right of me. Though I remember thinking they were awfully close to the front… was he just standing facing the stall door? At one point the cute girl’s (I wish I had a name for her [I don’t mean to sound demeaning], but I don’t think anyone else besides me and Prof. Q had a name this whole dream) mom I think came into our bathroom and had a brief angry conversation or something with the jock… He might’ve been in a stall at the time. I could see out I guess even if others couldn’t see in. The mom leaves the bathroom. At some point, I stop the water and lean over the toilet… I’m in pain so I turn the water back on for a little. I may have done this a couple times over the course of the scene. The jock gets up, washes his hands (I think) and walks out while saying loudly to me something like, “Jesus Christ, get the hell out of that stall.” Shortly after he leaves, I get up and start grabbing my things… Apparently I have unpacked a bunch of stuff from my backpack, not to mention I was naked and taking a shower (which realistically would’ve meant my backpack and the toilet and everything would have been drenched). I had an orange and black backpack maybe? A roll of toilet paper behind the toilet, my clothes, and maybe some other dreams. I think I was leaving the stall when the dream ended and I presumably woke up.