I dreamt that I was going to some sort of esthetics/hair class. I had graduated but needed to come back for a final test of some sort. The original classmates were there and it seemed we finished and were now cleaning up. For some reason, some process required broken cement bits and they were all over the sink I was using. I was busy cleaning it up while the instructor was finishing up the paperwork and our scores. Then I was trying to cut some hair, but the scissors were too dull and I couldn't cut anything. I should buy a new pair. I really needed practice with the hair cutting and thought of an older lady that did it that was good. Maybe she would let me watch her.
AS, a friend of mine was there too. She was doing something similar to myself. There were stations set up behind ours, one of them had a guy classmate. I remembered that I had a crush on him when we took the class before. I heard that he had recently broken up with his girlfriend, which was sad because they had a son and had been together since Junior High. At the same time, my heart was beating and happy that he would be single.
AS and I went to the instructor, we had to pay our balance for our class. I thought I had paid, but then realized it would be $180. The instructor said it would be $810. I was about to tell her then she can forget me paying because I just didn't have it. But then she said $200, and that included some products and some sort of machine. That was better, and better deal.
Then I was home. The single fella called and we talked for a while. In my mind I was remembering him, tall, thin and a bit wirey and quiet, but I found him very attractive. I was walking around fixing up my house and outdoor area as we talked. I picked up some outdoor cover thing from the patio.. which the borders seemed to be open to the public, almost like a public square, and was going to move it to my bedroom as a canopy. A man had been sitting on the edge of the patio, just outside the border, using it for shade. I hoped he didn't mind. Then I was rearranging other items as well. People seemed to be appreciating my work.
We continued to chat and it was nice... then a thought popped in my mind of dating him and all of a sudden I didn't find him attractive anymore. I realized we chatted really nicely though... hmmm. He started asking if I wanted to go to a movie at the Fu-something Theater (it was a Chinese name). I knew where it was, in an old China Town district. Did I want to go. I think I acted like I wasn't on the phone. I wasn't ready to answer. He kept on talking while I was moving things in silence. Finally I answered back like I just realized the conversation was still going and said yes.
I went to meet him at the movie. I told him AS would be going to with her son. I don't think he wanted her to but was ok with it. We sat in a room that was small, the walls were open tothe outside, red pillars at each corner and a yellow Chinese style roof. There was a little screen in the front and we all sat in normal wooden dining type chairs. I thought we were going to see some old black and white Asian film, but it was a newer one... well, maybe the 70s. It seemed kind of dated. AS sat behind us with her son. We watched and two lady cops were on the screen. They were in civilian clothing, but were some sort of detectives. One had her here in a french roll and the other had short hair and was very masculine. At one point they kissed and it was really noisey and wet, kind of off putting. I think the director meant to do this... kind of an in your face, over the top, supposed to be funny, but really wasn't sort of thing. As they walked of the scene towards the camera, the speed was more slow motion, and they were laughing and saying to each other that that was disgusting, but slow enough that we were not really supposed to hear, but you could read the lips. I think they wanted them walking off in the scene, but not that talking.
We finished the movie and were going to go shopping. We were talking about how to save money at different shops, at same time saying you also couldn't drive to all of the shops, because your savings would be put into gas money. We went into an Asian store and he said he wanted chicken. He picked up a stick that had three small whole chickens on it with a container of mandarins. He showed it to me and laughed.
Then I was buying something... some large heavy thing he would move for me to my car. I also bought a statue that I would move. I had the feet of the statue in my hands and the rest of the body down my back. It was very easy to carry that way and I was kind of proud of myself for figuring it out. The statue was actually heavier than what he was carrying, but his was larger and more noticeable. He seemed to get lots of fun comments from people and he commented cheerily back. I noticed... maybe I was a bit jealous.. the statue slipped but flipped around and I caught it just before the head hit the ground. I then walked up to him and we put things in car.
Then by the stores, there was a procession of Chinese in their traditional clothing. There was a chubby Chinese lady holding his son. She was wearing a royal blue satin outfit and seemed very happy. My friend was "riding" a horse down some stairs with another man. It was some sort of ancient way of riding. The mens' legs were tied to one front leg of the horse and one back leg of the horse (impossible) and the horse walked down the stairs sideways, but as a human would in that it was right front leg, right back leg and so on. Somehow it worked, and in the dream seemed like it would be better for horse to balance, slow and steady.
AS, a friend of mine was there too. She was doing something similar to myself. There were stations set up behind ours, one of them had a guy classmate. I remembered that I had a crush on him when we took the class before. I heard that he had recently broken up with his girlfriend, which was sad because they had a son and had been together since Junior High. At the same time, my heart was beating and happy that he would be single.
AS and I went to the instructor, we had to pay our balance for our class. I thought I had paid, but then realized it would be $180. The instructor said it would be $810. I was about to tell her then she can forget me paying because I just didn't have it. But then she said $200, and that included some products and some sort of machine. That was better, and better deal.
Then I was home. The single fella called and we talked for a while. In my mind I was remembering him, tall, thin and a bit wirey and quiet, but I found him very attractive. I was walking around fixing up my house and outdoor area as we talked. I picked up some outdoor cover thing from the patio.. which the borders seemed to be open to the public, almost like a public square, and was going to move it to my bedroom as a canopy. A man had been sitting on the edge of the patio, just outside the border, using it for shade. I hoped he didn't mind. Then I was rearranging other items as well. People seemed to be appreciating my work.
We continued to chat and it was nice... then a thought popped in my mind of dating him and all of a sudden I didn't find him attractive anymore. I realized we chatted really nicely though... hmmm. He started asking if I wanted to go to a movie at the Fu-something Theater (it was a Chinese name). I knew where it was, in an old China Town district. Did I want to go. I think I acted like I wasn't on the phone. I wasn't ready to answer. He kept on talking while I was moving things in silence. Finally I answered back like I just realized the conversation was still going and said yes.
I went to meet him at the movie. I told him AS would be going to with her son. I don't think he wanted her to but was ok with it. We sat in a room that was small, the walls were open tothe outside, red pillars at each corner and a yellow Chinese style roof. There was a little screen in the front and we all sat in normal wooden dining type chairs. I thought we were going to see some old black and white Asian film, but it was a newer one... well, maybe the 70s. It seemed kind of dated. AS sat behind us with her son. We watched and two lady cops were on the screen. They were in civilian clothing, but were some sort of detectives. One had her here in a french roll and the other had short hair and was very masculine. At one point they kissed and it was really noisey and wet, kind of off putting. I think the director meant to do this... kind of an in your face, over the top, supposed to be funny, but really wasn't sort of thing. As they walked of the scene towards the camera, the speed was more slow motion, and they were laughing and saying to each other that that was disgusting, but slow enough that we were not really supposed to hear, but you could read the lips. I think they wanted them walking off in the scene, but not that talking.
We finished the movie and were going to go shopping. We were talking about how to save money at different shops, at same time saying you also couldn't drive to all of the shops, because your savings would be put into gas money. We went into an Asian store and he said he wanted chicken. He picked up a stick that had three small whole chickens on it with a container of mandarins. He showed it to me and laughed.
Then I was buying something... some large heavy thing he would move for me to my car. I also bought a statue that I would move. I had the feet of the statue in my hands and the rest of the body down my back. It was very easy to carry that way and I was kind of proud of myself for figuring it out. The statue was actually heavier than what he was carrying, but his was larger and more noticeable. He seemed to get lots of fun comments from people and he commented cheerily back. I noticed... maybe I was a bit jealous.. the statue slipped but flipped around and I caught it just before the head hit the ground. I then walked up to him and we put things in car.
Then by the stores, there was a procession of Chinese in their traditional clothing. There was a chubby Chinese lady holding his son. She was wearing a royal blue satin outfit and seemed very happy. My friend was "riding" a horse down some stairs with another man. It was some sort of ancient way of riding. The mens' legs were tied to one front leg of the horse and one back leg of the horse (impossible) and the horse walked down the stairs sideways, but as a human would in that it was right front leg, right back leg and so on. Somehow it worked, and in the dream seemed like it would be better for horse to balance, slow and steady.
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