Like We Were In College Together

[REMINDER: THIS IS A DREAM AND NOT REAL!]

College dorm ... A JOHNNYS ONLY UPLB style college dorm (with wooden floors and really narrow hallways).

I was in a middle of an argument with Sho-kun & Matsuoka-senpai (yes Matsu-nii!) about when does an idol group's fanbase really start to decline. Other members were there listening or getting bored. 

As I was finishing my statement, a junior came in bringing a new Battleship PC game. Excited, everyone left me, Matsu-nii, Oh-chan and Sho to our little debate. Yup, they left the old people behind. After Matsu-nii finished his response to my statement, which ended the debate, Sho got up to head for the their room. He was shirtless, and I noticed he looked like his 18 year-old-self. Curious about the PC game, I decided to head to the room too. I placed my hands on his shoulders (surprisingly not as sloping as the older Sho) and let him lead the way. Oh-chan followed closely.

We watched the three younger members play the game with their PCs and laptops, each one playing against a junior. Oh-chan lit a cigarette behind us, disinterested by the game. 

Then Matsu-nii yelled, "Aids' favorite is here!" It meant a professor was at the door. 

Arashi's room was too crowded already, but Sho-kun insisted to hide in there. Oh-chan then pulled me into the room next door. He sat behind the door so no one could get in. It was just the two of us in there. He offered me a smoke even though he knew I already quit. I thought I could do one stick, that it should be fine. So he handed me his smoke case, it was an old Gatsby (pink) Spiky Edge Moving Rubber. Inside were half-burnt weed instead of ordinary cigarettes. 

I didn't know how to react to it. Probably why I woke up. 

Interviewing Arashi

I was accompanying an older woman, and she brought me to a studio of sorts. There, we waited at a circular table for the people she's meeting.

Then Aiba Masaki came out, followed by Sakurai Sho. When Aiba the woman, he crossed his arms and stopped right before her, she was standing up by now. They talked in Japanese, and I could barely get what they were saying to each other. It was heated up that I'm sure of, and Aiba was getting angry as the woman continued pleading. From what I summise, the woman had interviewed Aiba before and offended him by what she wrote in the end.

A staff interrupted, and with his paper, confirmed instructions with the two idols. The two guys used this opportunity to ignore the pleading woman.

Seeing as it is my only chance, I poked Sho on his muscular eyes as widarms, twice, to get his attention. He turned to me with wide questoning eyes. I thought that the only way for him to grant me this interview is to talk to him in my most perfect American english, accent and all.  

I told him without falter, "Hi! I'm here to interview you for a Japanese-American newsprint in San Francisco. If it's alright with you?" Of course, I really wasn't, but continued to introduce myself, "Hajimemashita, Dekya [surname] desu. Oh, but, it should be [surname] Dekya, isn't it?" putting some American infliction in the accent.

Taken by surprise, he nodded. I handed him documents of my credentials and he sat down looking at them. I continued building myself up, "I am also correspondent for newssites in North America, South America in Chile, France, Spain ..." he just kept on nodding, "oh, and of course some countries in South East Asia as I am from there." I seem to be enumerating places I want to go to. 

As I wasn't even there to interview him, wasn't even aware that I was gonna see him, my notebook was devoid of questions. He grabbed it from me to see which questions aren't allowed and not. He looked at me full of doubt again, so I said quickly, "My interview style is more conversational than sticking to a set of questions. I come up with questions from the answers you give."

Oddly enough, he was satisfied with the excuse. Aiba was still behind him, ignoring the other woman. I took out my mobile phone which I use to record reports.

As I settled to start the interview, Ohmiya, arms wrapped around each other, came skipping in, followed by, I pressumed, their manager. Ninomiya Kazunari looked at me, Ohno Satoshi continued being oblivious. Nino lead Ohno to our table and stood right beside me, moving Ohno to his right side. Nino's hips touching my arms, and I thought he was doing it deliberately.

They started talking in Japanese, but this time I understood.

NINO: What is this (grabbing my documented credentials)

SHO: Interview for an American tabloid.

ME: Would you mind if I interview you as well?

NINO: Ok, 15 seconds.

ME: That's not even enough for a quickie. (all my seduction tendrills in full force)

NINO: (looks at me, still holding my credentials but with eyes flirting forcefully back) 15minutes.

SHO: (to me) Do you have time tomorrow?

ME: I was hoping I could finish this today so I might beat my deadline.

SHO: I trust that you can do it.

ME: My deadline's on Wednesday, I have little time left.

Sho looked at Nino who was still staring at me, and back at me. With that, we understood each other and I said, "I can do what interview we can have right now and return tomorrow for more."

~oOo~

Sadly, I woke up here and didn't get to find out how it went the following day. 

I don't need to analyse this do I?  And no, I don't know where MatsuJun was. And I didn't notice what happened to Ohno and Aiba once the exchange between Nino, Sho and I started. By the way, Sho and Aiba were wearing the pink AAA 2008 costume, while Nino and Ohno were in sweatpants.

My Lesbian Affair with MatsuJun

This is the first time I'm actually fooling around with another member of Arashi, other than Nino, in my dream. I feel like i'm cheating. However, I should mention it here that in this dream, MatsuJun is a woman like me, with A-cup boobs and the softest lips.

On to the dream ...

We were in a king sized bed beside the door. There were three of us on the bed. MatsuJun and I were cuddled up by the wall. B, a friend of mine who had no interest whatsoever in Jun, was beside us, ignoring the familiar flirting of a couple in the early stages of a relationship.

The cuddling and the flirting  progressed to full on make-out, to petting to the initial act of foreplay. In which we were interrupted by a couple of bold, overweight, otaku-nerds. They started wooting and whistling and proding us to go further, because it was hot to watch two girls do it.


So, we stopped. And fell asleep soon as the men left.


When we woke up, we were alone in bed. B, had moved to the smaller bed to the other side of the wall. Relieved that we were somewhat alone, I started caressing MatsuJun, and pulling up her shirt. She did the same thing, pulled me on top of her and started suckling my right breast. We were in the heat of things when we noticed that B had moved beside us again. She wasn't watching, but, she was pretending to be asleep facing us.


It killed the heat. I got off of her and laid my head on her arms. MatsuJun said it was ok and that we'll continue later when B was gone.


B pretended to wake up and gave her greetings. B, then, reminded MatsuJun that they were going to see Lolo Ohno (yes, that's what I heard B say) and that they had to hurry and get ready. Surprised and pissed off, I looked at Jun. She told me to keep calm and expect to have her tonight without interruption all the way.


I left to dress up and attend to my own business.


CUT TO


I was moderating an event. Screening of a game -- very much like Zelda -- turned live action film. That's why there was a lot of otaku around.


CUT TO


I needed to use the bathroom for no. 2. When I got to the theater bathroom, someone did not flush. And when I tried to flush, it overflowed. All the shit on the floor, I tried to clean it up. I didn't wan't my event to look bad just because there was a malfunction in the venue's only toilet rendering the bathroom littered with shit.


I was using a handheld-pail (tabo) to push the shits to the drain with water.  One of them, surprisingly, evolved everytime it hit the water. From literal crap, to sandwhich to mousse, to cake to a really huge cake. A Japanese comedian, a guest in the event, caught me cleaning up and told me, that the evolving crap was his invention. I complimented him for the ingenuity of his creation and the impressive way it evolves.


CUT TO


I was looking at available business. ICS was with me, looking it over, too. There were three options. But we focused on the Bakery and the bread  machine. For $/PhP6,000 (I can't remember the currency), the bread machine was the most sound for ICS. I wouldn't need any other employee, nor would I need a to spend too much time tending to it. I can even go have a different job, too. ICS told me, if I chose that, he'll help me with the initial payment.


So, I took it and brought it to a small grocery (very much like where I work right now). The bread machine only sells dinner rolls of three sizes for now, packs of 6, packs of 10 and packs of 20. The bags or packs were the same sizes, but as the number of dinner rolls increase, the size of the rolls decrease.


A woman asked me if I had a loaf of bread. I apologized and explained that the machine only makes bread rolls and that maybe in the future we will have loaves and other kind of bread.


END

~oOo~

Analysis to follow

A Fight in the School

The setting is school. High school -- once again, to be exact. Probably caused by reading up reports of Waku-Waku Arashi School, but, it could also mean something else entirely.

While most of the earlier parts of the dream have already started degrading from my memory as I type this, the last part was the funniest and most entertaining anyways.

-oOo-

It was raining hard. School was in progress.

Shun Oguri, a classmate, was teasing me with a few other guys. Then, a little boy from the Taekwondo club suddenly started sexist jokes that infuriated me. I was just slightly higher, but he had a heavier built. I dared him to take it on out, mano y mano.

So we went out in the rain, in the quadrangle, and started fighting. In my head, I had no chance of winning. I was nervous, but I had to do it because I called him out.

Everytime he tried to give me a flying kick, I would catch his legs and swing him around and threw him in the pond. It happened three times. The crowd was cheering under the rain. Shun was laughing at his tiny corner.

Then the fight was broken up by Nakai Masahiro, student council president. He pulled me to the faculty office. Goro Inagaki, student council secretary, was walking behind him shoo-ing the students and telling them to go back to their classrooms.

I asked Nakai, "Am I going to be suspended?" to which he responded, "What do you think?"

The teachers in the faculty office was not concerned with what was happening. We went past them and they just continued doing what they were doing. Nakai told Goro to go call MatsuJun. Matsumoto Jun, student council sergeant of arms, who should have been the one breaking up the fight.

When he came, he was with Ninomiya Kazunari, student council treasurer. They were followed by the school directress who said that the students were rooting for me because most of them were from Arashi faction, to which the treasurer and the sergeant of arms giggled to.

I was trying to cover my face with my hair in shame. I have never been suspended from school before. When I looked at MatsuJun, he gave me an approving smile and nod. It was like, he guarantees no suspension will happen.

While Nakai was droning off in the background about school rules and regulations, Goro was asking me about the fight and how I won it. He was super excited and every sentence, though not outrightly, meant that he's also on my side.

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I'm assuming I didn't get the suspension.

I don't want to get the meaning of this one because, it's mostly full of lolz.

Before it lead to this dream, I was making out with some guy, I can't remember who it was. At first I thought it was Nino, but i can't be because he wouldn't have appeared as two different characters in my dream.

I wonder who it was I was making out. It felt so real. And he was so thin.

[REVISIT] First Appearance of All 5 Arashi

THIS WAS ORIGINALLY POSTED IN AIBAKALAND

Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 6:34 pm

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i don't remember if i have posted my dreams here before ... but i do dream about them quite frequently ... most especially, Nino.

However, I'll just put in the latest one, a few nights ago. 6th dream of what started last April -- before April I had 0 Arashi related dreams.

All five of them and I were on a trip to see a family -- one of theirs. When we reached the house, they made me push the doorbell. When I looked back they were at a distance. Aiba-chan went to buy a bottle of local beer in the convenience store 2 house away from where I was standing. So did Sho. MatsuJun, Nino and Oh-chan bought non-alcoholic drinks. I went after them, leaving the lady who answered the door behind. There was a few minutes chat. Then Sho-kun pulled my hand and decided that it's time I meet this family -- but none of them would tell me whose was it. Nino pulled my other hand as MatsuJun pushed me by my shoulder. Then Nino put his arms around my shoulders, so I put mine around his waist while my other hand was still holding Sho's. I looked behind me and found MatsuJun closely behind me, his arms around Oh-chan and vice versa. Aiba was walking behind them with his bottle of beer.

I never really understood the dream. Then again, what's there to understand?

Crapping in Front of Them -- Not a Beautiful Thing

Nino was there again. He was my classmate. There was a school fair. Arashi -- my classmates -- where going to perform as a front act to upper-class men SMAP and popular kids in school Big Bang.

But, I was ill. My digestive system was throwing a fit again, as it always does. The classrooms have their own toilets. That was where the guys were changing their clothes. I had to use the toilet, and they let me. Problem was, they let me use it while they were changing. MatsuJun was actually surprised to see me doing my thing, but after looking at an indifferent Sho, he changed his clothes in front of me. He knew that I wasn't paying attention to him anyways, and that I was waiting for Nino.

After getting out of the toilet, the girls in the class were already making message boards for Arashi's performace in the school fair. They made me write something on it. I remember writing a long message for Nino with a silver pen. They were teasing me about my very obvious crush on Nino.

However, I missed the performance because of my illness. When I came out again, MatsuJun and Sho were gone and Nino was back in his school uniform and SMAP was performing while Big Bang was preparing.

My illness got worst. My stomach pain grew. The girls in the class were already getting worried. Leanne329 suggested that they bring me to the hospital. But the other girls couldn't carry me.

Nino volunteered to help me get to the hospital. I was so excited despite the pain. The thought of being in his arms filled my mind and is only disrupted by the sporadic bouts of cramps.

He went to the school's administration office to get permission to go out of the school grounds and bring me to the hospital. The other girls were there, too, as well as the teacher. When he came back, I couldn't take it any longer so I ran to the nearest toilet.

But, the toilet was so filthy. Each bowl was filled with feces. In fact, even the floor was littered with feces. So I stood above one bowl and let go there. At the same time, I started vomiting pinkish stuff. Old ladies, probably faculty, came in and ignored my condition.

I woke up after the vomiting stopped.

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Feces usually means money. My feet touched some of it. Would that mean I'm going to have some money? The abundance of it, does that mean I have multiple means of getting it. But since I didn't touch it, does that mean I'm the one refusing it?

Or was my mind affected by my real digestive system?

Vomiting means letting go. What do I have to let go?

Why is Nino always in my dreams?