non-lucid

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I wake up to find my roommate and his girlfriend in the living room of our house watching a television show and making food. The house is much messier than I left it that night. I look around and assess the damage. My roommate walks outside and downstairs. I hear the clattering of men at work in our back yard. I look out and the place is a mess, but it's always been messy.

His girlfriend looks at my guiltily and I scowl at her. She asks if there is something on my mind. I hesitate for a moment, then small my hands down on the tabletop and begin to vent. "Did you see how nice this place was when you came in? I hate making a big deal about it, but I can't just not say anything. Couldn't you have at least brought your plates to the sink?"

My roommate walks in. They both stand next to each other and look at each other. His girlfriend says "Well, it looks like you made a little mess of this organ.." To I respond very defensively "We stuffed that towel in there so the cat wouldn't crawl in there." The strangest part about this dream was the consistency of the events. Even the dirty plates were in the same place. The only discrepancy is the timeline in which it all occurred. I walked in to the same messy house and then cleaned. Hope this isn't a pre-cognitive dream!

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I was in portugal with Jack, Mum, Brother and Sister. We were at the beach there was a big pile of sand. It looked like someone had been making a sandcastle then stopped and crushed it. We then decided that we were going to swim out to the rock. And jump off it like we did in portugal before.

The next thing I know we are swimming. It is freezing! I couldn't feel my legs or my body. I remember thinking if only I had learnt to swim properly. :L. Then somebody dunked me under the water. It was horrible. We were almost at the rock but we had to get past like an obstacle. I don't actually remember what it was but I remember having to swim to swim underneath a load of wooden planks. Then after that we got to the rock. It was huge. We had to climb all the way to the top. First me Jack and my brother climbed to the top. I looked down and it was terrifying. I went to say to Jack let's jump at the same time. But then he just dived. It was a perfect dive and it looked amazing. Then I thought woaaahhh. I didn't know Jack could do that. Then I jumped. Just a normal jump. I had my toes pointed so my feet didn't smack the water. I went up again for about 4x doing the same jump. Then I got my mum to come and take a photo. Jamie went first it was a dive which failed and he belly flopped he said it didn't hurt. Then I turned semi-lucid. I thought this is just a dream you may as well do a front flip. I couldn't control what I did. I just knew it was a dream. I frontfliped and just got over before my neck hit the water. I asked my mum if she got it she said no. I went to go again but I can't remember what happened from then.

Dream 2


Dream 2

We were walking on a rocky sandy road and it was high up on a cliff. There was a cave about 100 metres away. Below the cliff was like a small town and the sea was at the end of that town. In the sea was a large boat. We were walking in a group. I was with my brother. I was with my mum and there was other random people. I think my sister and dad were there too. My brother shouted at me,
"LOOK AT MY TOUNGE!" I looked and he had his tounge out and was showing me a messed up cut on his tounge.
"How did you do that" I asked.
"I licked my bag and there was this bug on it." He pointed at the bug. It was wriggling on his bag. It was yellow and very small as big as a ladybird. I touched it. Then the next thing what happened was a big blister grew on my thumb. It was huge it covered the top of my thumb. There was a small black dot inside it. I showed my mum. She told me too go and ask the local lady over there. I did she told me that the black dot meant terrorists were coming to attack where we are now. We all walked over to the cave. We were scared. Something happened which I don't remember and we stopped the terrorists. Then we watched the huge boat explode. It was the a massive explosion. It was the biggest one I've ever seen. The noise was very loud too. Everybody celebrated and we all walked through the cave singing, we were very happy!

Sleep
Sleep: 2:00am
Wake: 10:00am
(Time: 8hrs | 5.3cycles)

Dreamsigns collected:
1. Futuritistic city
2. Giant buildings
3. High school with high schoolers

1. In a more futuristic-looking city. There are tall, metal buildings, and giant bridges in the sky that connect the buildings so cars can go across. The tracks were broken and twisted, curling off of their usual path, even looping upside down. One guy in a red car was going along the tracks of one of building, but falls off of the broken tracks, and crashes on the ground near me. I go over to him, and we talk about how those tracks need to be fixed.

2. I am looking at what seems to be the Earth from above, seeing only water below me. I am discussing things with others, listening to them talk mostly. To my right is the Pacific Ocean, and a long waterfall or waterway is ahead of me. I am imagine a country perpendicular to the waterfall, and me and the voices are discussing about moving the country more into the waterfall or not. We talk about it being in different spots before. There is another spot/island already in the waterfall.

3. I'm showering, and there happens to be a girl to the left of me. I'm in blue Hanes, and they're getting wet in the shower, and she grabs me and says "whoops." I tell her I'm really not interested, but I start to get a little excited, and end it.

4. -It's a beautiful riverbank, with people on both sides. I'm on one side, sitting down and playing the guitar. People are gathered around listening, and I decide to go to the other side for a walk. I get to the other side, and see my old drama teacher with the people I was with earlier on the other side.

-I somehow get on top of the roofs of the buildings on this side of the riverbank (or something – some way, I'm walking on something and can see both sides below me). I see lots of people on both sides. On the other side is the guitar, but I see the boat is on the other side as well, so I don't attempt to cross it. Suddenly, two people run by. It is dreamdimensions and his friend. DD has long, blonde, straight hair and is shirtless, muscular. It seems like they are out for a jog. His friend seems like a little kid, and I don't pay him much attention. As I thought of DD , I realized I needed some motivation and to improve. Another kid comes and gets me and brings me inside a building.

5. I skiped class for my second/other high school drama teacher. I was walking through the dining room, and my friends Jenn&Haley come out and are mad at me for missing class because they had to "rap it out," which is the reason I think I skipped the class. They said "rapping it out" was in the instruction plans, so they had to do it.

Don't remember much of this dream except riding on the shoulder of this huge mech, and making it fight other machines. It was really fun. I had to yell at it to make it fire it's missiles, but eventually it ran out of ammo....or it just wasn't working anymore.

I'm with J, and some random guy wants to fight. I don't know whats up with him, but all of a sudden like four other people start walking up. J looks at me and says "i don't know about this one cuzz". He's obviously bluffing, because I've seen him take on more people that were bigger than these guys.

Either way, I say something to tell the guy that I don't want to fight, and he follows me and keeps talking trash. (All apart of my plan to separate them just in case I wanted to just hand out a beat down in just enough time before the next person arrives). Instead, all these clowns start punching regular people for no reason.

I walked off into another room, and there was this girl doing the same thing. WTF. She's doing the same crap...waning me to fight her, and punching random people. When she got close to the door, I elbowed her and shoved her out.

Delted

I was at some amusement park, on a really lame ride. It was like a roller coaster, but it was slow and stayed indoors on the ground. The cars kept breaking apart, too.

After that, the place turned into a lake. Apparently there was a contest in which I was competing in. I had to get through an obstacle course above the lake against some other guy. It consisted of ropes and wooden panels. On each panel was a set of songs from different categories. I had to choose the right one. The last panel had love songs, and I was surprised to see Magnet on there. I picked something else though, and that was the right one.

At the end of the course, I was the winner. The other contestants were doing other things. The girl at the end of the lake did some kind of science experiment.

Getting back into the swing of things. There was a second dream from last night that's on the tip of my tounge that I just can't remember. Ah well. This dream is the one I could remember.
I had a wrestling match with some person and when we were done, a random criminal came out to shoot this other person. The shooter ran away after killing the other person, and I gave chase, grabbing whatever I could and trying to throw it at him. I failed though, and funnily enough, I was transported back to the start of the event where I was wrestling. I realized this was like the movie Source Code, and because of this, I tried even harder to go after the killer when he shot the person again. This time, I caught him. I destroyed his gun, and after doing so, was about to restrain him, until he swung his fist at me. Before his blow connected, the dream ended.

I am in a city I do not recognize. I live there and I am going to high school still, but I do not have a family and I live in a communal bording house for kids and young adults with no place else to go. I am at school and the teacher gives us a big assignment to do were we have to submit a thesis on something (but I cannot remember what now) but a lot of the young teens in my class are lazy and uninterested and do not bother to do the work. One of the stipulations of the assignment is that it must be hand written on lined paper, and not printed out from a computer.

It takes me only one night to get my assignment done but as the due date approatches I notice that my only friends in my school has barely done hers at all and I offer to help her with it. The little bit she has done is on the computer and I start ccopying what she has written on lined paper until I get to were her assignment ends and I give it back to her. I tell her I cannot finish writing it out until she finishes her assignment. My friend becomes angry and bullies me to finish the assignment for her and eventually I cave in and agree because she is my only friend and I do not want to lose her, because then I would be truly alone.

I am walking outside the next day. It is saturday and there is no school. I am feeling angry and resentful about always doing my work on time and the teacher's not caring since they don't care that the other students barely ever do their work. I pass a resturant that is in a large shopping plaza and on the inside are all my fellow classmates and my teachers and they are all eating great food. There is slices of roast beef covered in melted cheese; racks of juicy ribs; all kinds of potato side dishes, like mashed, boiled and spiced, and scalloped; and all sorts of vegetables and desserts.

I assume this is a school thing that I didn't know about but when I go into the resturant I am told that they are really sorry but there is no food left because they didn't know they would need an extra place for me. I went over to my teacher and asked why I wasn't told about this and why there was no food for me, and my teacher responded that they had asked my one friend to tell me and it wasn't their fault if she had neglected to do so. I do not create a scene even though on the inside I feel like exploding. I quietly and calmly walk back to the bording house, take my friends assignment that I was doing for her, and rip it up and throw the peices all over her room.

I look in the fridge and there is nothing I can make a meal with, just a carton of milk and some apples. I head back to he shopping center to my food for myself because I have a little bit of money. People I pass on the street say that some dinosaurs have escaped from the zoo and are headed our way, but even though I know dinosaurs are real in my dream world, I don't care because I am too miserable.

In the grocery store my goal is to buy ground beef for tacos, because tacos are my favourite food and I think it will cheer me up a little, but I am tempted to buy many other things that I can just barely afford, including cartons of cigarettes, which are laying in a basket near the check out line and are on sale. I am so tempted my some things that I start contemplating trying to steal things, but I know it is wrong and before my thoughts become actions I can hear people screaming outside. When I look out the window I can see a huge Tyrannasaurus Rex stomping around the parking lot and attacking cars and eating people. I leave the grocery store and head into the shopping mall without buying anything at all because people are panicking and running into the grocery store to get away from the dinosaur and it is complete chaos.

People in the mall are also panicking, which others are calmly walking around. I am not scared for some reason, though I feel very tired and slightly annoyed. Vendors in stores start putting up hand written sale signs on a lot of their goods, hoping people will buy items on sale in their panic. I think this is stupid and keep walking through the mall.

I find a little girl crying in the center of the plaza and she says she can't find her mother. I ask where she last saw her mother and the little girl responds that her mother went to get some lunch and told her daughter to stay put. I ask the little girl if she knows what food stall in the food court her mother went to and the little girl says she does know which one and what it looks like, but does not know how to get there. I offer to take her and we push past panicking people who are flooding into the mall trying to escape the rampaging T-Rex but I do not tell the little girl what is going on outside. She is more interested in finding her mother anyway.

We pass many interesting stores, including a shoe store with high heel boots made in Africa, an all natural scented candle store, and an interactive information booth on nature and geography around the world. The little girl and I find the food court and she points out the fast food place her mother went to. It is an Italian food place but the sign says Siesta Teisto, or something like that, which sounds Spanish to me. The little girl thanks me and runs into the store and when I go inside to see if she has found her mother, absolutely no one is there, not even the cooks or cashiers.

I head back to towards the main plaza in the mall but can get there because there are so many people who have come from outside seeking shelter. I climb some stairs up to the second floor that leads to a fancy resturant or gym just as the T-Rex smashes through a ground floor window and starts rampaging through the mall. Lots of people are either crushed to death in the stampeed or are eaten, though I cannot remember much more from this dream.

Dream – Lucid

I was parked in my car in my driveway. The sun was setting, and my friend Frank was with me sitting in the passenger’s side seat. He looked very nice, his hair looked very groomed and he didn’t have all his facial hair.

Apparently, we had just dropped acid (never done so in waking life). It was nighttime now as well. All the sudden, we were feeling pretty high. I felt out of my body, like I was floating above my car, and I saw that Frank was too. We were so high and carefree! Even though it was nighttime outside, the sky around us looked pink and purple, almost like a sunrise, though it was only an illusion induced by the acid. I was also communicating telepathically with Frank. Craziness. I worried a little bit about when the drug would wear off, and I’d have to go back to reality; I was apparently pretty depressed before I did the acid. I shrugged it off, however, and decided to just enjoy the ride. Frank and I talked and laughed together.

I think I woke up for a minute, but went straight back to sleep, re-entering the same dream.

I was still high in the dream, still sitting in the car with Frank. We decided to go somewhere. I was super fucked up, but I drove anyway. I don’t remember where we went.

I then remember coming down from the acid. I was then in my house, and Frank was gone. It wasn’t too harsh, and I started to feel the waves of high that occur with mushrooms. I was alright with it, a lot moreso than I thought I would be. I was still high enough to make a fool of myself though, apparently, and I walked into a room that my dad was in. He was talking on the phone with my therapist. For some reason, I told him I was going to marry Frank, though I had NO plans to do so at all. My dad then told my therapist what I had said, and he was also pretty upset with me. He communicated with me when he got off the phone that Frank also saw my therapist and she couldn’t see me anymore if I married him because it would be a “conflict of interest”. I also remember hearing this from my therapist over the phone.

I then told my dad that I wasn’t really going to marry Frank at all, and that I had been high on acid when I told him that. My dad then proceeded to tell me that Frank was always high and always dropped acid; he was kind of an acid-head. I had NO idea about this prior to us dropping acid; I thought at best he had done it a few times before, if that.

My dad was also disappointed with me for driving while I was so high.

I was then in my room, though it didn’t look like my real room and was a lot bigger. I was in bed watching “House” on my TV, which was on the opposite side of the room than in waking life. I was winding down for the night. My dad came to the door. He was still upset with me, and I felt ashamed of myself.

I was walking with my friend and I wanted to go to Old Trafford. We took 2 shortcuts when the first one failed and then we were at the entrance. I walked to the Stretford End and sat down the stand was full and Manchester City walked out. We all started booing. The security tried to kick me and my mates out because we didn't have any tickets but we stayed anyway.

The match started and Michael Carrick nearly scored against Pepe Reina (yeah, I didn't notice the fact that Man City were no where to be seen) Then some Liverpool player fouled a Man United player and the stupid referee didn't give us a free kick. I started a chant "United,United" and "It's all gone quiet over there!". It went dark and then Shawn Michaels came out of nowhere and then a Rhino insulted everyone.

Okay so I was at a fairground with my brother Sam and we wanted to go on this ride but it was PACKED full of people! We were forced to go on the big wheel instead which was going pretty fast... It was massive too and you had to use a catapult to launch yourself into it. Several times Sam was only holding on with one hand but i didnt get scared. (The point of the ride was to hang on to the edge not sit in the carriage. ) I felt sick and dizzy on the ride. My stomach had butterflies in it! Anyway, we rode the ride for about an hour then went t the other ride which wasnt too packed anymore. It was a big stage and everyone had to sit down on it, spread out. A white cat was put on the stage and whoever it chooses got to have the first go at the game. The cat chose me and I stroked it . It turns out there was no game and I just got a limited edition name tag! (?)

I had a few more dreams but I really cant remember them.

Color-coding key:
Awake, Non-lucid, Possibly lucid? (not sure), Lucid, Lucid 'dream within a dream,' [Commentary made while awake]

[This morning, my alarm went off at 7:30. I had planned to get up and write, but I still felt so sleepy that I decided to sleep in. I believe I had all these dreams during the extra hour I slept in. Again, I don't remember the transitions that connected them, if there were any, which is why this entry may seem fragmented.]

I'm out somewhere with my parents and T&P [some real-life friends of ours]. We're in a gravel parking lot, getting into our cars to go somewhere. I'm driving my own car by myself. I follow the other car, which has my parents and T&P in it, out of the parking lot and along a narrow, gravel-covered alley. There are two big rocks in the middle of it. I watch the other car drive over them and worry that my car isn't high enough off the ground to clear them, but it does, with no problem.

I have a small patch of thick, dark-brown hairs growing out of a mole on the right side of my chin. I want to pull all the hairs out with tweezers, but I look for the tweezers and can't find them. Later, I look in the mirror again and have a short, but thick beard, with only a couple of long hairs straying outside of the beard zone. I still can't find the tweezers, so I try to pull them out with my fingers, but can't; they're too solidly rooted. I continue playing with those hairs with my fingers as I go about the rest of my day. [Funny how at no point during this sequence did I think to question the situation; I'm a girl! I do, however, find and pull on stray hairs like that often in real life.]

I'm explaining to someone, over the phone [I think], that J&L have passed away. The conversation continues, and I say something about how hard it must be for the other person to find this out. [J&L are the original owners of the house I'm now renting. I've had this conversation over the phone at least twice in real life. Even though I never actually met them, it's still hard to tell people that news.]

I'm in a body of water, and there's this little cartoon guy swimming in the water. He has a mask and a snorkel on. There is a song playing: “let's go swimming under the sea!”, it says, or something like that. I'm following the little cartoon guy as he swims through the water. I have my own snorkel, but no mask. I don't really need it, though, because when I duck my head below the surface, I can see underwater just as clearly as if I were wearing a mask, and the water doesn't sting my eyes at all. Then, the little cartoon guy starts diving deeper under the water. I think to myself, It annoys me when cartoon characters do that when they only have a snorkel. [Somewhere toward the beginning of this dream, I became aware that I was dreaming, but I don't remember precisely when, nor what triggered it.] I want to continue following him under the water, and I think to myself, I can breathe underwater in dreams. My known dream ability to breathe water activates at this thought. I abandon the snorkel and continue following the little cartoon guy. We're in what looks like an ocean. The water is deep blue, and there are sea creatures of some kind swimming in it.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom, going to sleep. I even feel sleepy. While I'm getting into bed and falling asleep, I think about the fact that I'm going to be in a a dream as soon as I fall asleep, and that I'm going to be lucid and take conscious, intentional action while I'm there. [I remember having a specific mission in mind, but I don't remember what it was.] After a few seconds, I roll sideways out of bed and know that I'm in the dream world. [I think some kind of dream followed, but I don't remember it now. After that dream ends,] I'm back in the same bedroom again, and I go through the same sequence of falling asleep and knowing that I'm about to enter a lucid dream. This time, I sit up in bed to enter the dream, and then climb out of bed and step away from it, towards the door of the room. I cast a sidelong glance over at the bed and get a glimpse of myself, lying asleep. I quickly look away. I think, I know this is a dream room, and that that isn't actually my real body, but still, it's creepy. [I'm pretty sure I was aware that I was dreaming throughout this entire sequence, even the parts where I was falling asleep.] The reason I know that the whole experience is just a dream is that the bedroom I'm in isn't mine. The walls are painted a dark, cool color, the bedclothes match the walls, and the room is longer and narrower than my real one.

From that unfamiliar bedroom, I walk out into a plaza surrounded by buildings. It is a sunny day. There are signs in the plaza directing people to an area where a birthday party is being held for a child. I walk into that area and find a table with a bunch of party food set out on it. From that table, I take a cupcake and start eating it, without bothering to take the paper off first. I want to take advantage of the opportunity to do that. I know that this is my dream body, so I don't have to worry about the paper doing me any harm, and in addition, I don't have to worry about what the DCs around me will think if they see me eating the cupcake paper. The cupcake itself feels and tastes exactly like cupcakes do in real life. I walk around while eating it, observing all the people walking around and the kids running around and playing in the courtyard.

As I continue to explore the dream environment, I come upon another sign reminding everyone that it's time to go and complete the paperwork to register their cars. I follow the directional arrows on the sign, and end up entering a building that contains an office with a reception desk front and center as you walk in the front door of the building. I go up to the reception desk, tell the woman there my name, and ask for my car registration form. It turns out that the form is filed under my old address from when I was living in Florida. She gives it to me to update. The sheet of paper she gives me is the top sheet of a piece of carbon paper. It's a sheet I already filled out back when I was living in Florida; it has all my information from those days on it, in my handwriting, in blue ballpoint pen. I start working on bringing the information on it up to date.

The top section of the form contains several multiple-choice questions with checkboxes below them. These questions are all about your religious beliefs, and they're really only on the form as a formality. They ask about whether or not you believe in the Bartel Water Bug, and the boxes indicating non-belief are already checked. I read over this section and then start updating the form with my current address, but then it occurs to me to think: Why am I wasting dream time filling out a form? I look up from the paper to see what the woman behind the desk is doing. She has turned away to do something else. I set down my pen, turn around, and walk quickly out of the building while she's not looking.

Back in the courtyard, I discover that the item I've decided [in real life] to use as a totem, which in my case is a thimble, behaves in a very interesting way when thrown or tossed in a dream. Namely, it acts like a magnet. Whenever it comes anywhere near another person [yes, even if the other person is just a DC], it flies away from them as if it were being repelled by their presence. Then it flies back toward me, straight into my hand, as if it were magnetically attracted to me. I encounter a family that I know in real life, walking along the edge of the courtyard. I say something like, “You're gonna get this thing thrown at you,” to the 7-or-8-year-old daughter in the family, and then I throw my thimble at her. When it gets within about a foot of her, it flies away from her and back toward me, and I catch it. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real and reflected on the part of my dream where I kept dreaming about waking up and falling asleep within the dream, I thought, "Cool! My mind came up with a kind of hybrid dream experience, incorporating characteristics of the lucid dreaming experience that I learned from Inception (the knowledge that I was about to fall asleep and immediately find myself in a lucid dream, the experience of entering that dream from within another dream), as well as characteristics that I learned from DreamViews and from EWOLD (the perception of rolling out of my dream body and the knowledge that that room was itself a dream)." To those people who looked down on the newcomers who jumped on the lucid-dreaming bandwagon after Inception came out: I was one of those bandwagon-jumpers, even though I tried not to be too obnoxious and annoying about it, and I believe that we newcomers are perfectly capable of learning and growing into the world of lucid dreaming as it is actually experienced outside of the movies.

11/12/11
NON-LUCID
We were following these people (I didn’t know who was with me, but I just felt something). We were chasing these people who were trying to get some files. I think I was with my mother now.

We were going through a hallway and the elevator was broke. There was an alternative way to get to them.




There were two walls close to each other and I had to use my weight to shift upwards. (Kind of like in Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones)



Then I see the files that we need, the criminals had one half but we had the other half they needed.

They heard that we got the files. At first they thought we were bluffing but they decided to chase after us.


But there were on the other side so it gave us enough time to escape.

I slide down the same walls and the dream ends there.

The next dream is that I’m with EVA from Metal Gear Solid 3. Blondes are recurring characters for me, and I’ve wanted to meet Eva for a while now.



We had to assassinate some old lady driving a car. At first it was easy shooting her, but then I had to kill her again for some odd reason, as if the dream just repeated the scene in a harder difficulty.

I tried to shoot her with the machine gun that I couldn’t hear, but she still kept driving really fast (granny has some skills!) and we could barely catch up to her with our own.



I got really mad and decided to get off the vehicle and dash towards this woman and set mines to let her explode.

Then I decided to make a run for it since the police heard about it. I completely forgot about EVA following all this time, but I felt her presence with me, so I didn’t worry too much on it.

I think I was riding a Soap Box Derby vehicle with blue and white colors mixed in it. I was in a position as if I was laying on my bed, and had a black control lever on my left and right side to steer the vehicle.





As I dash towards two cops who were just receiving the news, instead of driving too fast to make things suspicious, I decided to park to the nearest fast food place, which was Whataburger apparently. I get out of the vehicle and dashed, then I realized Eva was following me.



I stopped and turned around and told her “Come on Eva! Let’s go!” Dream ends.

Then I’m going towards this hill and I there were a group of people that were drunk, and I was afraid to go near them because they looked like they would do something wild.



They didn’t do anything to me though, but I just walk past them pondering on what they would do behind my back. I kept walking and see more drunk people.

Then the dream switches and I see Odd from Code Lyoko and Jim grabs his hand and Odd is asking what is wrong with Jim.



Then the scenario switches where Odd was the bad guy and the Principal comes in and says he should be arrested. Jim tells the principle that he’ll take care of Odd, and that he shouldn’t be arrested.




Then Jim randomly flips a pot. I think that was a day residue from reading Queen Zukin’s where I saw a post of a picture of a pot and nothing else lol. After that the dream ends. LOL

I was in Aida's (a famous chicken inasal eatery in Bacolod), with some friends. We ordered a pitso and a paa, and a few smaller stuff, I think, but I'm not sure. Joerome was a chef or something, serving behind the counter. He asked me if I already had mine served. I said no, I just ordered, and I'm waiting for the number. They were moving other people's orders through that window/counter. Finally, one of them gave me the number.

I went back to the seat with my friends. I had to arrange the number so that it's easily visible to the waiter.

I was outside the eatery. Emerald came out and told me the food's already served. I returned, but instead of going the roundabout way through the door, I walked straight through the glass, thinking about astral travel. I didn't go through the glass; it opened like a glass door. I sat down and found that the others ate a lot already. I complained jokingly, and they also jokingly replied that's what I get for arriving late. I think there were three of them there: Emerald, Chris and Grey.

I was in our living room with some friends. We were talking with one, in particular. A guy with long hair, a bit skinny. We talked about stuff, and then finally pointed out zodiac signs. The guy was reading a book about it, and he said he's not sure what sign he is. We asked his birthday. He said February 3 (not sure if he said the year). We told him he's Aquarius. I borrowed the book he was reading. I looked at the window to the outside.