Too real

Man, I just woke up from a dream. I don't think I've ever thought that a dream was as real as the one I just woke up from. There were so many things that should've gave it away but I just wanted to believe it so badly.

So apparently, mom decided to buy me plane tickets to go back to Tokyo for like 4 days. She didn't say why but I think it was a gift for something. I thought it was pretty short but I didn't want to complain. So I'm back in Tokyo. Oh yeah, Ben is with me too. I think maybe another dude too; one of Ben's Japanese friends. So we're walking around some Tokyo neighborhood and we go into an arcade to play some games. Later, I find Ben and the other dude sitting at some table across of which are other Japanese dudes. I remember saying this, "Dude, we're getting fucked up. Nomisugitai." After I said that the other dudes across the table yelled some chant and hit the table, which I found out was a huge taiko drum. It was still sun out so we went back to whereever we were staying. I guess I had a car because I dropped them off and went to go look for parking. I guess I was kinda drunk too because I remember hitting things while parking. Anyways, I took too long and by the time I had parked, Ben had already left to go out again. Typical Ben. So this is when it gets confusing. I don't know how but I ended up going back home to Hawaii, like I drove home. I'm at home now and I'm like, "Oh, I gotta go back to Japan now." But I can't! I'm on a fucking island! And then mom is trying to tell me that the tickets that she bought for Japan aren't until 3 days! And then I tell her that I was just there a hour ago! And there were like 50 people in my house! I went to my room and packed my shit, thinking I'll just wait 3 days to go back. I was pissed at Ben.

And then I woke up from Kevin turning on the tv to watch the Germany vs Uruguay World Cup game. And then I realized that it was all a dream.

On a side note, I'd like to add that I've been having deja vu a lot recently, especially at work.