CHiLLEN's Dream Journal

I'm at Big W, and I see Drew D(childhood friend). I tell him about when we stole an ice cream from the shopping center when we were younger. He laughs and knows what I'm talking about. I tell him about the crunchie ice cream I stole.

I hear an announcement over the speaker. It's about everyone having to leave the store, as they're closing up. I also hear something about a couple of groups still in the store. I think I may have been one of them?

As I'm leaving the store, I see someone who looks very familiar and know of them somehow (I don't know who). He tells me that I have been chosen for something. I definitely didn't expect this, which makes me excited. I soon realize it's about me being in a movie. I see a piece of paper with what was happening on it. My screen name is printed on it, but it's different. It says something like DEILD-CHiLLEN or DEILD-DEAN (I don't think the DEILD was spelt correctly though). I seem to have a big part in this movie where I have been chosen to record 11 dreams. I tell the guy, I could record 11 dreams within the week. It crosses my mind, If I couldn't remember 11 dreams, I could always use dreams that I've previously had logged in my dream journal, or make some up to make myself sound as If I had some awesome dreams. I see a $800 above my category where my name was printed. It seems to get the most amount of money, compared to the rest of the categories.

I'm outside the shop, and I'm talking to the same guy. I tell him that he's a good guy and an honest one.

I'm walking to school, but I'm not walking the way I usually would walk, if I was to go to school. I'm heading in the direction as if I was walking to the basketball stadium in my home town.
I see Matt H in the distance. I think about talking to him about an AFL (Australian Football League) team he barracks for, which I thought was Hawks, but in reality, he followers Demons. I decide not to talk to Matt and continue to jog passed him. I see Devon L in the distance, and I have a chat to him.

I'm in a backyard shed which looks like (Sarah H)'s house, with a handful of people. We are throwing a tennis ball to one another, until a male starts throwing them at full power at me. I figure I should do the exact same thing, and throw them as hard as I can.

I'm sitting outside at a table for lunch. I look around and see that there's a lot of people sitting around doing the same thing. I must be at school, but it's not school, it's Sarah's backyard. A guy comes up to me and mentions a few things to us upon leaving. He finishes off by saying that I'm a real good person, very nice. The guy dresses and looks like he would definitely listen to heavy metal music.

The table I'm sitting at, is full of females, apart from a guy that's next to me. I look in front of me and see a mystery box from KFC or Red Rooster. Inside is two chicken burgers with mayo and lettuce, and some chips. I figured that the mystery box was something you buy but not know exactly what burger you will receive. I hear two girls near me, talking about someone in the distance. Someone interrupts what they're saying, it's the person that they were talking about, but they were not here, it was just their voice that finished off their sentence. They said you're fat. The girls are in shock, and are wondering how they could have been overheard. I said someone may have been wearing a wire, that were sitting around this table. The two girls are now suspicious of an insider.
I begin to eat some of the burger and think of something funny to say. I say out loud, ''I'll tell you what.. this tastes like shit''. I'm not a fussy person, so I generally liked what I tasted. A moment of shock become upon me, I just realized I was eating something with gluten (I'm gluten free). I begin to pick the batter off the chicken, and leave the chips alone. It doesn't click for me, that the bread bun would contain gluten.

I'm walking to class through the IGA shopping center car park. I'm curious to where my friend Daryl is, as he's in my class. I look at a map on my ipod touch, of where he could be, with no luck. I see a car which has Daryl's family in it, so I walk over to greet them. Jane (his mother) was talking to him on the phone and knew I wanted to find him, so she passed the phone to me. I asked where he was, and he told me he was locked up in some kind of prison, due to him mentioning a few issues to someone. I don't think he was in trouble though.