The Midnight Train

Me and Pascal are discussing that Abhisit is going to have to retire next year when he will be 67 years old. He has been a prime minister for 10 years now. We are having this discussion in a clothing shop. The shop has two floors connected by a spiral gray metal spiral staircase. The lighting is soft and white. I am looking for something in the shop perhaps a computer or a phone.
Pascal says that some of his friends can pack so much into a car. I see an image of Pascal's friend with wings forcing himself into a yellow cab.

I see records lying on floor and on shelf and they belong to Pascal. A girl comes to have a look at them. One book about the Beatles is possessed by spirits because I sense their presence. The girl is looking for a good book. I tell the girl that they belong to my brother's music collection. I also see jeans and a Pink Floyd t-shirt lying on the floor in the messy pile.
I see the brunette girl from College Humor. I offer her some food from this warmer and it is vegan. She takes it. Then I find something slightly better in the warmer and also give that to her. It is a vegan hot dog. She refuses to take it this time. We are in the same room that the music collection is in. The room has a dark vanilla carpet. The shelves are white. After the College Humor girl took the food she walked to the opposite side of the room from the collection and food warmer.

Another dream:

I girl I knew in intermediate school is dancing in this music video that looks like an old DOS game using a forbidden dance move that looks like the wavy hand move in Hawaiian dance. She is therefore expelled from school.

Low lucidity

I feel sleep paralysis and stay still. I try not to focus on anything. I end up in a small room with vanilla colored walls and a security door. I make sure that I am lucid with the nose pinch. I leave the security room to find a hall way in a school. I do the hand and whole body stabilization. I briefly see Valda-1 and I think she tells me to go down stairs. So I do and it looks like a hotel down there. Very grand. Someone offers me a blue jacket. I find myself. In NZ. I walk along Colombo and then I see a lady selling clothes that are stored in boxes. I grab one to have a look. The arms of the sweater (black/gray) are not the same length (I laugh to myself). I walk along further to find an escalator. I go up it to find my brother and this chubby girl in a dull yellow shirt. I ask her, "Are you dreaming?"
"Yes, I am dreaming."
My mom comes holding a baby. I think to myself, "good! Now my sister has someone to play with." It is naked and my mom hands it over for me to hold. My mom pauses and the baby poops on me.
I go to the bathroom just behind me to wash off the poo. Bathroom is very filthy. There is this bucket with a whole lot of pills which I chuck down the toilet. I yell out to my brother for a cup to wash myself with. "Were the pills my grandpa's?"

I am at a mall with Pascal and we've just done something on the top floor of a big mall which looks like this from the inside (illustration 1) but now we have class so we speed out but Pascal's Hello Kitty bag is with me and also his cellphone, but he has gone in the other direction. So, whatever, I am thinking about whether if I could find him in his class and give it back. As I walk along I find Irene. She is wearing her Chinese costume. The shop that she's at seems really bright, like a light shop. When I reach the other side of the mall, I see my friends probably from NZ. and one of them is possibly Edeline-1. They ask me if I want to join them. So I go to the fast food hall and look around. I stop at this udon stall where I can pick the ingredients. One guy had already ordered before me. I looked at the ingredients, the noodles are yellow therefore must not be vegan. So I don't order anything. None of the stalls are vegan. I wish that it's Jay Festival right now.

I am biking through an alley in the late afternoon. The vendors are packing up and I am thinking about what to buy for dinner since my brother is away. I briefly see a black guy with a wooden cart.

Scene change: I am now in New Zealand crossing the street on the corner of Cashel St and Colombo. I end up in a library. It is a cloudy day. I sit at this table. I see a person who left B-1 school a long time ago. He is blond and wears a blue t-shirt and looks like a real nerd. There is a guy with long black hair tided up sitting beside him. He also wears a black shirt. They are talking about how scientists still haven't got results because they are looking at the wrong side of bat behavior. Apparently some kind of study about bats.
I see Naoko. Coming up to the table. I say, " you are Michiko?"
She replies, "How did you come up with that? I am Gomiko." She then says something about her Dad that some how is related to me.
Then the guy in black says, "What did you do to her Dad?"
She sits at another table. I want to take this opportunity to talk to her but I am too shy.
A cameraman and a black lady comes and stand behind me. The blond guy commands them to shoot from left to right the top half of this floor.
I see a laptop on a little table behind the cameraman. It is mine and I show what I'm working on at university as a biology student to a friend who just appeared. There are heap of Word files and one says microbiology.
I try to shut the computer down but then a picture of a bee cartoon comes up with fireworks going off around it. Then my phone rings and there are too many options on it and I can't turn it off. Turns out to be my phone alarm.

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Date: Sunday, May 16, 2010 8:43:24 AM PDT
Important: No

English class
I am sitting on a bench in a mall. There is a donkey in front of me. Paul-1 wants me to play a game with it while Anna-4 is waiting to talk to me. I see broken lines point horizontally to different parts of it's body with words written along it in orange fire like colour and texture. One word I remember is 'de-vination'.
Me and my brother are in a classroom. There is a professor who looks a bit like Hilary Clinton. We are having an assessment to get into good English classes. I see a list of people on the whiteboard. One being Hilary Clinton. The professeur picks one for each of us to imitate. My brother and another dude got picked first but they wouldn't start because of shyness. Another student has to imitate a black woman.

9/2/10
My Mom takes me to Bobae to have a foot message. She says that it will improve my intelligence. They use the messaging apparatus.
9/3/10
I drive myself to Khaoyai in Thailand. Dad tells me the directions before I leave. And if I get lost, "ask." And drive up a freeway and turn left. It's a u-turn and I come to a check point. I am worried that I do not have a car license. From there I go to a shop to buy camping supplies and the employee has curly hair and a black top. My brother, P-1 disappears. So I decide not to buy anything.
Deja vu! The shop scene repeated itself.

I am at a red shirt (political movement) camp. I see lots of people in red shirts, hanging on the underside of a skytrain track. Someone, maybe a red shirt leader tells me, "don't tell any journalists that."
"When attacked, all must retreat!"
I pick up dog plates from outside the house where red shirts are gathering.
Back to the shop AGAIN! I talk to a girl from the movie 'Big Boy' Thai movie. I smell a magnet in the shape of a cap. I say, "my Dad used to like buying these things."
I get a phone call, but don't pick up in time. I look. Not P-1 (who is missing). I browse through my iphone apps.

9/4/10
I burnt down a building. A person was in it. So I buried the person. We go into someone's house to that we think is open to the public. But it's private and the owner tells us. I open a youtube video for the guy who's with me. I open my email instead (autopilot behavior). He reminds me. So I look up a video about ninjas and firecrackers.

I am with my two brothers at a mini concert. A girl is performing in a creamy colored, shiny dress. We take photographs. One of my brothers Tim-1 is about to perform as well, his original composition. Paul-1 says that I shouldn't play the long glissando in Tim's piece. But I say that I'm merely trying to play it as written. Tim has sweet chilli sauce on his left eye brow so I clean it for him. When he's about to play I leave. He looks surprised so I say I've heard it for more than 10 times!