Saturday with Seth Green

Yesterday, it was some kind of love story with Seth Green. 

I went with my sister and her boyfriend (who sometimes shifts to her ex-boyfriend) to a culinary school. We were looking for our classrooms and we discovered that we were placed in different classes although the schedules were the same. So I walked them to their classrooms - theirs looked like normal classrooms, with rows of seats and a blackboard at the front. However, when I got to mine, it was much bigger and brighter and there was a wide screen in front instead of a blackboard and the airconditioning was colder. At the front row, in the middle, was a much bigger seat, almost like a mini-throne, with a big sign on it saying my name. I felt embarassed because of the special treatment and I was wondering what I did to deserve anything like that. So, since not all my new classmates knew yet who I am, I sneaked at the back of the room and found a seat in somewhere in the last few rows. 

Afterwards the dream shifted and I was in the same classroom but a strong-faced woman pulled me aside and was telling me that because of something I did or failed to do, which was somewhat connected to my refusal to acknowledge my place in the room, I was going to be expelled. I was horrified but since I felt that it was a final decision, I started thinking that I’ve graduated from college anyway and I have a regular job, and might just need to deal with any school problems when I decide to take any other classes in the future. However, I still felt bad that after all this time, now I get expelled.

Later on I was walking outside a row of classrooms and I left my things in another unoccupied room. I was planning to escape from the school grounds (which is quite enormous) before they formalize my expulsion. I think the expulsion would involve other forms of punishment, I don’t know what. Then I stood outside one of the classrooms and waited for Seth Green to finish his class. (So, suddenly, we’re like super close friends in the dream and we never talked about it but we wanted to be together.) As he walked out of the room he saw me and I was only about to say that I needed to escape soon, when he suddenly took my hand and we ran. He was holding my hand the whole time we were trying to escape and he was fighting off people who figured what we were trying to do and were trying to stop us. In the end, I remember being in a room with strange equipment, and he ashed me to hide behind one of them, while he talked to a scientist to let us out through the ceiling using the strange equipment. I woke up feeling so loved and protected. Despite the expulsion part, it was a very nice dream.