Was it something I ate?
It must have been because I had one crazy dream last night. Ok so here it goes…
I’m a kid again maybe around 7th grade or something. Me and a bunch of kids are playing around outside when this weird looking guy approaches us. He asks us if we’re hungry and willing t food that he has just prepared. I guess in your dream you ignore all inhibitions because we all agreed that it would be a great idea, plus the food was for free.
So we follow this guy. The guy is tall, dark, and kind of old maybe mid-40s or something. We follow him to his house which looks like a giant warehouse. We go inside and its really dirty and totally unkempt. We tells us to follow him up these really tall, windy metal staircase to the very top of the warehouse. At the top he has a small table set up with plates and silverware. I have about 5 friends with me (who they are I have no idea) and the man asks us to get into groups of 2. We pair up and sit at the table.
He tells us that he has been working on a new recipe and he wants us to be the first to try it out. He brings out three big Tupperware things filled with something. Then he tells us that there is a time limit to finish the meals that he prepared for us and that if we didn’t finish them we wouldn’t be able to leave. I felt pretty hungry so I decided to take the challenge. (I can’t but feel like the dream has turned into fear factor but it does get better.) Ok so we open our Tupperware and the man just tells us to dump the contents on the table. When we do a whole bunch of animals come pouring out in pairs. Turtles, snakes, shrimp, and crabs are all over the tables. The man tells that we need to eat each animal and then tell him how they are.
The dude across of me grabs his fork and goes for the turtle. The turtle is scared so it retracts his head into his shell and is unwilling to come out. He than uses his knife to cut the shell but the shell is just too slick. So gets a piece of lettuce or something to draw the turtle head out. When the turtle stuck his head out he stabs the head with his fork and cut the turtle head off! He then starts to eat the turtle head which is still moving. The turtle body being decapitated starts spewing blood all over the table. Then all the other four guys do the same thing and start to eat the turtle head. I look around and assume that that’s how you’re supposed to eat it so I cut the head and start munching on it. The head tasted kind of like the cartilage of a drumstick or something. I ate it without thinking that it was weird and decided to go for the next piece of meat.
The next thing I reached for was the snake. The snake was pretty docile and I picked it up with no problem. The man tells that if we are to eat the snake than we have to share one snake between the two of us in each pair. So my partner goes and grabs the snake and just cuts his head off. He then cuts the head into halves and gives me the bottom half. (This all doesn’t seem weird to me in my dreams) So anyway before I decided to eat the head and go try to cut the teeth off. Than as if I was eating a piece of cake or something I just popped the piece in to my mouth. The taste I remember is that it was soft and a little salty like fried tofu or something.
We are coming along in eating the rest of the meal when I get sick and I can’t hold the food in. I vomit all over the table and the animals that I started to eat were still alive and moving. The turtle head was gasping for air and the snake head was moving its tongue. I look at the table in horror and try to make a run for it. My friends see that I’m started to bail and that’s when the guy got really upset. I was closest to the step when I turned around to see one of my friends being choked to death by the guy. But something was different when I saw him this time. Now he wasn’t some normal guy he was a vampire! I saw his fangs and as he was choking my friend I saw him go for the bite. That’s when I started to run again. As I running, the friend that just got bit was now falling in the space where the stairs were winding. All I could think about was getting the hell out of there!
Almost to the bottom I hear a loud crash. One floor from the ground floor one of my other friends is pinned between the winding staircase and the wall. There was just too much blood. I get to the bottom floor and make a run for the alley. Just one other friend made it out of the warehouse and we’re booking it down the alley. We got around the corner and I was hunched over panting and grasping for air. Then all of a sudden someone puts their hand on my shoulder and that’s when I wake up.
What a fricken crazy ass dream. Well I think that’s what happened. I’m sure that there was more stuff but I just can’t seem to remember more details.
This weekend Krystal and enjoyed each other’s company. I mean we see each other everyday but we decided to spend more time together. We rented the movies “Ray and Terminal” for our weekend entertainment. “Ray” was really good and I could understand why Jamie Foxx got an academy award nomination. I mean he was doing the best Ray Charles impersonation that I’ve ever seen. And not just him singing and playing the piano but the regular conversations one might have. I was really shocked one how much “booty” Ray Charles got. In the movie he must have had more than 20 girls. The Terminal” was a weird movie. I never had so many emotion highs and lows in a movie before. One minute your laughing and the next minute you can’t help but feel so bad for dude. My friend Dan also said that the Terminal was based on a true story about a guy who came from a foreign country and while he was in the air, his country went into civil war so the U.S. couldn’t recognize the country the immigrant was coming from. All I can say is that if that were me I would have ran through the gates on the first day. He ended up staying on the Terminal for 10 months.
I finally got to the last school on my roster. This school doesn’t seem to bad other than the fact that the principal is trying to get away with me doing a lot of work. So a couple of blogs ago I talked about the guy who scheduled me for 6 classes in one day. Anyway I went to one of the extra classes he tacked on and it was the SPED class. It turns out that this particular SPED class has two students, a high functioning 1st grader and a very low functioning 6th grader. First of all I don’t normally teach 1st graders so this guy trying to get a bonus lesson and the 6th grader is so low functioning that she can barely talk in Japanese let alone English. How am I supposed to teach in this situation? I know I come from a SPED background but its just too much work at the this school that has me working overtime already and for a SPED teacher the seems like she wanted a free period for me to come in a teach a lesson. What usually happens is that in a SPED class in Japan, the teacher makes the lesson and I come in for some translations and easy conversations. This SPED teacher looks at me as if I need to teach this 6th grader which I have never seen before, can’t speak too, and is too shy to talk to me in the first place. Maybe its just the last school/week before summer vacation but this school has already started to piss me off.
Until next time…
Break it Down.
I’m a kid again maybe around 7th grade or something. Me and a bunch of kids are playing around outside when this weird looking guy approaches us. He asks us if we’re hungry and willing t food that he has just prepared. I guess in your dream you ignore all inhibitions because we all agreed that it would be a great idea, plus the food was for free.
So we follow this guy. The guy is tall, dark, and kind of old maybe mid-40s or something. We follow him to his house which looks like a giant warehouse. We go inside and its really dirty and totally unkempt. We tells us to follow him up these really tall, windy metal staircase to the very top of the warehouse. At the top he has a small table set up with plates and silverware. I have about 5 friends with me (who they are I have no idea) and the man asks us to get into groups of 2. We pair up and sit at the table.
He tells us that he has been working on a new recipe and he wants us to be the first to try it out. He brings out three big Tupperware things filled with something. Then he tells us that there is a time limit to finish the meals that he prepared for us and that if we didn’t finish them we wouldn’t be able to leave. I felt pretty hungry so I decided to take the challenge. (I can’t but feel like the dream has turned into fear factor but it does get better.) Ok so we open our Tupperware and the man just tells us to dump the contents on the table. When we do a whole bunch of animals come pouring out in pairs. Turtles, snakes, shrimp, and crabs are all over the tables. The man tells that we need to eat each animal and then tell him how they are.
The dude across of me grabs his fork and goes for the turtle. The turtle is scared so it retracts his head into his shell and is unwilling to come out. He than uses his knife to cut the shell but the shell is just too slick. So gets a piece of lettuce or something to draw the turtle head out. When the turtle stuck his head out he stabs the head with his fork and cut the turtle head off! He then starts to eat the turtle head which is still moving. The turtle body being decapitated starts spewing blood all over the table. Then all the other four guys do the same thing and start to eat the turtle head. I look around and assume that that’s how you’re supposed to eat it so I cut the head and start munching on it. The head tasted kind of like the cartilage of a drumstick or something. I ate it without thinking that it was weird and decided to go for the next piece of meat.
The next thing I reached for was the snake. The snake was pretty docile and I picked it up with no problem. The man tells that if we are to eat the snake than we have to share one snake between the two of us in each pair. So my partner goes and grabs the snake and just cuts his head off. He then cuts the head into halves and gives me the bottom half. (This all doesn’t seem weird to me in my dreams) So anyway before I decided to eat the head and go try to cut the teeth off. Than as if I was eating a piece of cake or something I just popped the piece in to my mouth. The taste I remember is that it was soft and a little salty like fried tofu or something.
We are coming along in eating the rest of the meal when I get sick and I can’t hold the food in. I vomit all over the table and the animals that I started to eat were still alive and moving. The turtle head was gasping for air and the snake head was moving its tongue. I look at the table in horror and try to make a run for it. My friends see that I’m started to bail and that’s when the guy got really upset. I was closest to the step when I turned around to see one of my friends being choked to death by the guy. But something was different when I saw him this time. Now he wasn’t some normal guy he was a vampire! I saw his fangs and as he was choking my friend I saw him go for the bite. That’s when I started to run again. As I running, the friend that just got bit was now falling in the space where the stairs were winding. All I could think about was getting the hell out of there!
Almost to the bottom I hear a loud crash. One floor from the ground floor one of my other friends is pinned between the winding staircase and the wall. There was just too much blood. I get to the bottom floor and make a run for the alley. Just one other friend made it out of the warehouse and we’re booking it down the alley. We got around the corner and I was hunched over panting and grasping for air. Then all of a sudden someone puts their hand on my shoulder and that’s when I wake up.
What a fricken crazy ass dream. Well I think that’s what happened. I’m sure that there was more stuff but I just can’t seem to remember more details.
This weekend Krystal and enjoyed each other’s company. I mean we see each other everyday but we decided to spend more time together. We rented the movies “Ray and Terminal” for our weekend entertainment. “Ray” was really good and I could understand why Jamie Foxx got an academy award nomination. I mean he was doing the best Ray Charles impersonation that I’ve ever seen. And not just him singing and playing the piano but the regular conversations one might have. I was really shocked one how much “booty” Ray Charles got. In the movie he must have had more than 20 girls. The Terminal” was a weird movie. I never had so many emotion highs and lows in a movie before. One minute your laughing and the next minute you can’t help but feel so bad for dude. My friend Dan also said that the Terminal was based on a true story about a guy who came from a foreign country and while he was in the air, his country went into civil war so the U.S. couldn’t recognize the country the immigrant was coming from. All I can say is that if that were me I would have ran through the gates on the first day. He ended up staying on the Terminal for 10 months.
I finally got to the last school on my roster. This school doesn’t seem to bad other than the fact that the principal is trying to get away with me doing a lot of work. So a couple of blogs ago I talked about the guy who scheduled me for 6 classes in one day. Anyway I went to one of the extra classes he tacked on and it was the SPED class. It turns out that this particular SPED class has two students, a high functioning 1st grader and a very low functioning 6th grader. First of all I don’t normally teach 1st graders so this guy trying to get a bonus lesson and the 6th grader is so low functioning that she can barely talk in Japanese let alone English. How am I supposed to teach in this situation? I know I come from a SPED background but its just too much work at the this school that has me working overtime already and for a SPED teacher the seems like she wanted a free period for me to come in a teach a lesson. What usually happens is that in a SPED class in Japan, the teacher makes the lesson and I come in for some translations and easy conversations. This SPED teacher looks at me as if I need to teach this 6th grader which I have never seen before, can’t speak too, and is too shy to talk to me in the first place. Maybe its just the last school/week before summer vacation but this school has already started to piss me off.
Until next time…
Break it Down.
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