Emnition

Suriname
I'm in Suriname with my family. I'm with my aunt and her oldest daughter / my cousin. I'm not sure if my mom also joined. We are visiting an aunt who lives in Suriname. I'm the last person to walk from inside the house to outside. I stand next to the car, while the rest is already in there. It's a 4x4. I'm not sure of the details anymore, but in the end they drive a bit through the street and I'm standing to the side of the road. I think it was a sunny day, with palm trees and a road next to the beach. The person driving (my aunt) is driving forward and wants to park inside the garage in the house. She hits an edge. The car bounces a bit, but it's no problem.

Appetite
My friend Sel, who I haven't spoken to in a few months, has tagged me in a FB post. It's an article from... Buzzfeed? The article is about her. It says something about how people have been photoshopping the pictures she has put on Instagram. The photo that I can see on FB is one where her boobs have been deformed from the photoshopping.

Think it's part of the same dream. It's a sunny day and we're sitting on a patio. I can't see (or don't bother) to look beyond the borders of the patio. It seems to belong to a restaurant. I think this patio was the background for the photoshopped photo. At one table there are 2 people sitting and at another table a small group. At both tables I know someone. I think I'm with the small group at first and then standing next to the table of the 2 people. It's something about the guy (an Indonesian I believe) having finished an entire cake in just 10 minutes. It doesn't seem so ludicrous... Then I see the platter the cake was in. Wow! In just 10 minutes?

Gear up
The details of this dream elude me quite a bit. At first there's something with 2 undercover cops and their dog. They are after someone I guess. They get stopped by a cop with a shotgun and a bulletproof vest, who doesn't know that they're undercover.

Next thing, they are all by a tent. The wall is lined with weapons. Not only guns, but also axes and other stuff. One of the undercover cops is standing next to it. With ridiculous precision he throws an axe to his partner, who is sitting on a tree log, next to the regular cop. His partner catches it and I think he chops at the head of the cop 1 single time.

I'm standing on the 2nd floor of an open building. It's night time. The wall of weapons is there. I'm with a girl, though I can't recall who. We gear up, getting ready to defend ourselves or go after someone or something. At one point I'm sure I took one of the 3 axes, but I can't seem to find it on my outfit. I also take a can of graffiti(?), but it's empty, so I leave it behind. When I pressed the button to check I could hear the familiar whizzing sound of just air leaving a canister.

Rip off!
I'm in Indonesia. It's a sunny day and I'm driving on a moped. I'm on my way to a sekolah tinggi (high school). My new high school? I have issues remembering the exact direction I took at the start of the dream, but I end up on a parking lot on a roof. I'm lost. I look around me. At first there is a fog, so I can't see that much. I had a map (Google Maps?), but I'm not sure what happened to it. Eventually I see some city landscape, as well as some rural area between mountains. I see some roads. The direction I'm looking at is a dead end. I look at my map, which is carved into a cucumber which I hold in my hand. It's blurry and there is only 1 clear line. There's a teenage Indonesian boy standing on the roof. A cheery fellow, a little bit chubby in the cheeks. In Indonesian I ask him how to get to the school. He isn't sure, but he knows that I'm headed the wrong way. He gives me the directions to the road which I just came from and to then take a right. I can see the road from where I'm standing. The 'take a right' was obvious, as I came from the left. The road looks like it's 1 class below a highway. It's built along the coast and slants to the right. From my perspective, there's a white arrow on the road which tells you that you're supposed to go to the right. I think further ahead is another arrow. I follow the road with my eyes and finger, but eventually stumble into the fog. I ask the boy what next. He tells me he isn't sure, but to take a left. I ask him when. I think to myself that it's at the end of the road. He tells me the same. I get back on my moped. Politely he says something along the lines of 'sorry, you forgot the parking money'. He says something about downstairs, which is odd. He tells me the fee is 5.000 IDR. What a rip-off! I take out my wallet from my back pocket. I don't want to give him 5.000 IDR, but it's the smallest note I have. The note looks strange though. It's red. This feels a bit wrong.* I hand it to him. Now he says the fee is 10.000 IDR. I become mad. I consider switching back to English to show him that I'm a foreigner and show him just exactly how mad I am. I think I start in Indonesian, but end in English. I lay a curse on him. I do it using my Will.^ I'm not sure if it will work. Actually I'm just mad and I don't really want something to happen, I just need to vent. I decide not to use any poison.

This dream was quite interesting due to the details and the fact that we spoke in Indonesian.
*5.000 IDR notes aren't red. More like brown, green and yellow.
^I'm reading a book where sorcerers use their Will to perform magic.

Blegh
I'm in my student home, which looks way different from how it should be. I'm in my room. The ladder to my highrise bed is way longer than in reality. I've positioned it at an angle, allowing me to use it as an exercise bar, hanging from just my hands and moving forwards and backwards. Man, this is pretty easy. I don't know why people are having difficulties with this in Ninja Warrior. Or maybe I'm stronger than I thought. I think about Sel. This makes me feel as if this dream was before the dream with Sel.

I'm walking in an enormous AH [grocery store]. I want to go home. I think it's dark out already. I'm headed towards an exit. I know my train will depart soon and I'm close to the train station. I keep walking, but I don't seem to make much progress. It's as if I can't move fast, despite my best efforts. Somewhere in the mean time I look at my phone. I have a new email on gmail. It's from Dinne, who is both my colleague and my housemate at this point. I had sent her a one-liner with a joke that she apparently didn't perceive as a joke. She replied back along the lines of that if I fuck with her, she fucks with me. It's about her having mentioned me somewhere in a way that made me seem like a cheap asshole. This has to relate to Bart, our boss. Wauw. A colleague is one thing, but if even the boss is involved. I don't wanna work in a place like this anymore. Then I realise that she is also my housemate. Fuck. I guess I should knock on her door and go talk to her.

I'm in the kitchen. It's really big and interesting in some ways. It's made mostly out of wood and the seeming lack of a plan while building and decorating it make it appealing.

This dream really left me feeling blegh. Also not so sure about the order of events.