JAS_OH1
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is that part true? Because everyone I know says it your way.
Do you have weird dreams?
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badjak
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I've had those, but I had to redo both analytical chemistry and bio organic chemistry.
It was more of a nightmare!
(I graduated 1991. I sincerely hope those dreams are not coming back)
Herbaceous
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Yes, my husband has always insisted that it’s paper-rock-scissors, despite literally every single person we know calling it rock-paper-scissors.
JAS_OH1
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No, I don't think so lol!
I bet she went to buy a pizza with the $20...
JAS_OH1
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Probably McDonald's.
Barriehie
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Chemistry, love/hate thing with those classes but still love C2H5OH...
Not a weird dream per se, but a dream nonetheless:
I was in a small bar, with a little stage set up, where I was playing with some other nameless/faceless musicians.
The front of the barroom was all plate glass, and it had a sort of shelf, like a countertop, running the length of the front, along with stools every so often. I could see through the glass that it was drizzling and dreary outside.
I spied a woman sitting there on one of the stools, in profile, all alone, with what was either a slightly sad expression, or one of reflection, staring out the window, lost in thought, drink next to her - very arresting picture, sort of like a living photograph or painting.
I wanted to get her attention, so I kept staring and staring from the stage, hoping she’d get that feeling of being watched, so she’d turn to see, and I could send her a little smile to possibly cheer her up, but she was like a rock, immovable.
We were playing a slow country waltz, and I was more and more determined to catch her eye, until finally, I stopped playing and walked over to her, and as the band continued the song, I asked her to dance, and we waltzed all around the other patrons, between the tables, and all through the bar.
That was it.
I was in a small bar, with a little stage set up, where I was playing with some other nameless/faceless musicians.
The front of the barroom was all plate glass, and it had a sort of shelf, like a countertop, running the length of the front, along with stools every so often. I could see through the glass that it was drizzling and dreary outside.
I spied a woman sitting there on one of the stools, in profile, all alone, with what was either a slightly sad expression, or one of reflection, staring out the window, lost in thought, drink next to her - very arresting picture, sort of like a living photograph or painting.
I wanted to get her attention, so I kept staring and staring from the stage, hoping she’d get that feeling of being watched, so she’d turn to see, and I could send her a little smile to possibly cheer her up, but she was like a rock, immovable.
We were playing a slow country waltz, and I was more and more determined to catch her eye, until finally, I stopped playing and walked over to her, and as the band continued the song, I asked her to dance, and we waltzed all around the other patrons, between the tables, and all through the bar.
That was it.
ZenPandaChef
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Weirdest dream I ever had, was maybe 5 years ago but I still remember it.
I am at my parents place. Whole family gathered. We are cooking food. So far so normal. But my parents are zombies. So it is very important that they don't get any blood in our food while cooking.
It fades out and shifts to my whole family me included, we are all zombies. So I guess my parents failed? We are all dressed in Indian garments standing at the bottom of a pool dancing to Bollywood music.
I wake up drawing a deep breath as if I have been drowning. Since you know. You don't breathe under water.
I am at my parents place. Whole family gathered. We are cooking food. So far so normal. But my parents are zombies. So it is very important that they don't get any blood in our food while cooking.
It fades out and shifts to my whole family me included, we are all zombies. So I guess my parents failed? We are all dressed in Indian garments standing at the bottom of a pool dancing to Bollywood music.
I wake up drawing a deep breath as if I have been drowning. Since you know. You don't breathe under water.
badjak
Legendary Member
Last night and I don't remember everything.
But my dad was involved and he somehow upset Jerry (from Tom and Jerry fame). Then he wanted to make up to Jerry and poured him a cup of milk, but Jerry decided he rather would sit in a cup of water
Tom was not around.
And then there was more stuff like that
But my dad was involved and he somehow upset Jerry (from Tom and Jerry fame). Then he wanted to make up to Jerry and poured him a cup of milk, but Jerry decided he rather would sit in a cup of water
Tom was not around.
And then there was more stuff like that