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13 March 2005 @ 07:15 am
I dreamed I was interviewing for a position of Hollywood body double. As part of my interview I had to read from a script in Latin. I was being tested on how well I could read an unknown language with emotion and inflections that actually matched the content--would I simply sound out the words, or would I be able to say them convincingly? Afterwards they critiqued me. "You got more serious as you read. It was supposed to be funny."

But I don't. Know. Latin. I said.

I also dreamed that I was late for class yet again and that I had to fold and pack all of my brother's clothes. Some nights? My dreams really suck.
peasant_ on March 13th, 2005 03:47 pm (UTC)
But I don't. Know. Latin. I said.
I used to try that excuse in my exams. They never accepted it.

I still occasionally dream I have forgotten to do some homework. I wake sweating because I think I'm like fifteen years late with an essay.
Anna S.eliade on March 13th, 2005 03:58 pm (UTC)
I used to try that excuse in my exams. They never accepted it.


Yeah--the part of the dream this morning where I was late for class was actually much more detailed, like where I couldn't remember the room number and then found my schedule with but kept transposing the digits, and finally identified the number but couldn't find the room and went astray whole *floors* off where I was supposed to be, and then I gave up, even though I hadn't been to class for the entire semester. (Oh my god! I won't get credit! I may even get an "F"! I'll never graduate!) It makes me shudder just to think about it.
Anna S.eliade on March 13th, 2005 03:59 pm (UTC)
Um, I meant to quote your "homework" comment in my reply, and that would have made more sense of things--but hopefully you filled in the associative gaps that I left. ;)
love and shadowpuppets: Got Evil?strangecreature on March 13th, 2005 04:01 pm (UTC)
You know, I wouldn't mind seeing a movie where there were funny parts in Latin... :)
witlingwitling on March 13th, 2005 07:29 pm (UTC)
I dreamed I moved to Vancouver and crashed in my brother's fictional apartment, which he shared with fictional roommates, and that he asked me to pay for everyone's food for the next two months, in return for the fictional favor of being allowed to stay there and pay fictional rent.

Some nights, my dreams are totally Xander's.
Mireillemireille719 on March 13th, 2005 08:43 pm (UTC)
I skipped fifth grade. I occasionally dream (and I had this dream last night, which reminded me) that I'm contacted by someone (in this case, the grad school that just accepted me) and informed that I have to go back and do fifth grade before they'll let me continue my education.

My subconscious hates me. *g*