non-lucid

Monsters & food
I'm playing some real life Pokemon-ish type game. There are some monsterlike creatures somewhere outside and I'm with them, along with my friend Jor. There's a certain one that you can't beat. What you need to do is put something on it that will dissolve it. The thing that you're supposed to put on it looks like some type of food. A bit later, my friend and I are actually cooking, though it's just two big pans standing outside in the sun. I started it and it looks delicious. Jor is doing the finishing touches, which makes me feel inadequate somehow. Eventually we're done. I start walking somewhere and a mental image forms of my Facebook page. My profile picture somehow has some text related to God in it. There's 4 words and they're written vertically. What the.. how?

Juice
I'm with my classmate Bos. We end up going to an apartment complex, where my friend Sander is sitting. I think it's supposed to be my birthday and Bos is taking pity with me, so he's spending time with me and getting my friend to spend time with me. I didn't even know these two knew each other and were friends. And here I was feeling sorry for Sander for not having a lot of friends. No need. The story changes a few times as Sander is Eric at some points. Eventually he disappears and now it's my deceased grandparents. My granddad is making orange juice for me. Somehow I feel a bit uncomfortable. Bos is more at ease with my grandparents than I am.

There was more to both dreams, I am certain of that. I just can't remember.

I hate this game
It feels like I’m playing a very realistic game. It starts with me and some other guy being stuck in a run down room about the size of a smallish bedroom. The walls are grey from dirt or whatever. There's also a small dog. In the corner is a messed up wooden door with a padlock on it. On the other side of the room is a dark hallway that will lead us to who knows what. There's one more door, to a storage closet or something. The guy enters the hallway to explore. On the other side of the door I can see an older man. I think he has a tanned skin. He definitely has some dreadlocks, though I think not all of his hair is dreads. For a moment I wonder if there is some understanding between us. I vaguely feel a connection. I open the door to the storage and accidentally hit the dog, who was just digging for something it seems. It seems like he's found something. The dog has found a tiny hidden space in the ground, which contains a key. I use it to open up the padlock. I think at first the door doesn't open yet, but eventually it's wide open or it has disappeared. This happens while I'm on the other side of the room. The man starts using blow darts to shoot at me. He doesn't shoot me directly. The darts ricochet off the walls 3 times before getting to me. He doesn't always hit me, but it's scary enough. A few times I get hit on the back, which hurts. I grab a large bamboo pole from the closet and attempt to scare him off. It works a bit. I follow him outside. I know I should be waiting for the other guy, as I shouldn't leave him behind, but... The man has upgraded to actual bow and arrow now. He's perhaps 5 metres away from me. I need to cover this distance fast if I don't wanna die. I smack the bamboo pole around, trying to distract him and throw him off balance.

Attack
I'm sitting in a tram in Amsterdam, as obvious from the lay out of the tram and the blue / grey colours. To my right is my girlfriend. We're sitting sideways, on the left side. Somewhere in front of me (so on the right side of the tram) is a black guy about my age, with a backpack. I've got a bad feeling that he's gonna be shooting up a lot of people, though I don't remember why. I think I saw a gun. I'm not sure whether I should say something. In the mean time I'm still trying to figure out where I need to go, using my girlfriend's white iPhone SE. She mentions a stop and I hope she's wrong about it. I quickly unlock her phone with the finger scanner. Damn. She's right. This is also the place where I suspect the guy will start shooting. He and some other people have already exited. I can loudly hear the first two shots. My girlfriend wonders what it is. I immediately tell her to hit the floor. A few seconds later we run to the back exit and to the other side of the tram stop. There are still people just sitting there, unaware. I see the guy again. By now he's moved close to a grass field behind the tram stop. At this point I get separated from my girlfriend. I think I leave her behind, though I'm not sure why. The guy is still shooting people and I'm getting way too close. I hit the ground, pretending to be dead, but doing a shitty job at it. I still crawl around a bit. Is that.. yep, that's dog poop quite close to me. I think I can also feel some underneath me. Fuck. I take on some more dramatic positions to make the guy think I'm dead, though I've crawled already. He's shouting something which seems to be aimed at me. That he'll shoot me too I think. For the time being he seems to be focused mostly on getting other people. He shoots a bit in my direction, but not with real intent to kill. I can't help but wonder if this is a form of solidarity cause we're both black. At this point the dream kinda happens several times, or it is just my imagination running wild. He runs out of bullets and needs to reload. I get up, dash over and tackle him. I sit on his chest and pummel his face. He's still got a grenade in his left hand though. Hope he doesn't blow me up with him, or throws it down my shirt or something like that. I see all these things happening, but none actually happens. In the end I've pretty much beaten the guy to death. In the aftermath I (as the other black guy) end up being mistaken for him and getting arrested. Surely there must be witnesses around who can state my innocence.

Now for some lightheartedness: I'm.. at home? I guess. I've got a magazine which the AH [Dutch supermarket] mailed to me. It's still wrapped in plastic. They've included a live hamster or guinea pig or a similar rodent. It's in the plastic, together with the magazine. It can barely move. I take a moment before releasing it. I thought it was sad, but I needed to process the fact that the supermarket had just sent me a live animal through the post.

I'm in a burned down forest. Nothing is left standing. The place has (somehow) been flooded as well. I don't remember feeling any cold from the water. I'm not sure if I was standing in it or on it. There's an orangutan trapped below the water. I think because he's somehow stuck under a tree trunk. I'm not sure if he's still alive. I think I see some movement. Above the water level are two straws. I consider giving them to him, for him to use to get some air. Will he know what to do with it though? And will it even work well enough, considering how thin they are? The final question I ask myself is if I wouldn't just be extending his suffering and giving him false hope, as there isn't really a way out.

The fact that the Borneo orangutang is now critically endangered got thrown into my face a lot yesterday.

Movie time
I'm chilling on the ground with my old friend Liddy and someone else. At one point it's a white guy. At another moment it's a white girl. Somewhere early in the dream, Liddy is lying flat on her back on the ground and starts to yawn. I think about putting my finger in her mouth as a joke, but decide against it. I'm eventually sitting with my back against the wall, or something else that is giving me support for my back. I'm watching a movie on the screen that's behind/above the two of them. They are watching the same movie on the screen behind/above me. I am way more focused on this movie than they are though.

Ronaldo
I'm spectating. Cristiano Ronaldo is present, as well as a player for the French team. They're in a warung, just outside my dormitory. Apparently they got into a fight. Ronaldo was in the warung with some others and quite drunk. He started making teasing comments to the French player about having won. The situation turned into a fight. My spectating starts after the fight. The ref is measuring the size of a building / the field by jumping through a window among others. In the dream I'm also surprised that he would feel the need to measure the field and what not, to determine what the repercussion will be.


Is it very obvious that I watched the game?

Flirt
I'm in a train or bus with two friends, one guy and one girl, both white. There are more people there, but none that we are acquainted with. The guy and girl are having a seemingly friendly conversation, but I know that he is interested in her. I think they are talking in Dutch. Either the guy or I has a laptop on his lap. I think it's the guy at first. The girl exits at what is to me an unexpected place (Almere). I figured she would be going to Groningen. That just cut the conversation short by an hour. The guy goes after her, towards the exit, to ask for her number. In the mean time I find a different place to sit. Suddenly the bus/train is full of wannabe actors. One girl to my left seems to be memorising a script. Another girl all the way to the left is reading it out loud. That's quite obnoxious. I'm trying to concentrate on my thesis, so it's quite annoying.

I'm outside on a big street with the guy. I ask him how it went. He tells me it went horrible. He got her email so that he can ask for her number. I tell him I've been there and it's shit. At that moment a blonde girl enters the street from a building. It's the girl I was referring to when I said that. Right? Some guy meanwhile mentions that he got a number that connected to an online disposable service, where he could talk to the girl. The first guy gets out his laptop and before long he's chatting with the girl through email.

Newbie
I'm talking to a girl I've just met. We're in my city in Indonesia, close to the university. I'm explaining some basic things to her about how to get things done around here. There's a guy with us and at some moments, one of the staff members from the international desk is there as well.

Adult Twix

Spoiler for No really, adult stuff:

I had a strange dream about a Twix commercial. It was definitely not a child friendly ad. It was already late at night, so I figured that was why, but I was still surprised. There was a woman who wasn't wearing pants. She was upside down, a bit similar to doing a handstand. She somehow was balancing a single twix on her privates. I didn't get a look at that and was later also wondering how she managed to do that. I figured she had probably inserted it. The voice over also talked in an adult manner. He was making this sound like a game. There's the twix and a group of guys and everyone takes turns to take a bit off the twix. If you're the one who has reached the end... well then you have to finish the job.

I blame this on the guy at the bar yesterday who went around asking everyone how to say 'nice pussy' in their own language

Invasion
I'm in my room in Indonesia. I have a swiffer type of broom and am cleaning my room. Holy shit, there's a whole line of ants just invading my room. Also, there's a dead wasp or something similarly big on the ground. But.. I didn't kill that thing. I didn't even see it inside. What happened here? I start sweeping the place up.

No Vaseline
It's daytime. I'm somewhere outdoors in a hilly area. There's a survival camp type of activity going on. I'm with quite a group of people. Someone is instructing us on how to pass the course / do all the exercises. At one point there are pull ups or dips and the instructor can't decide for a moment in which way we'll do them. He decides on convict style [not sure if that's a real thing, but that's what he called it]. The instructor is a friend of mine, Frank. At some point Hillary Clinton is also present. I'm aware of the fact that we've all paid her IDR 50,000 to participate in this. I'm discussing a bit with my friends about whether she's making money off this or if she is breaking even. There is one dude who doesn't seem to get what to do, so he'll get more instructions later. We're standing near a railing, I think made out of wood, watching the events unfold a bit below us. In the meantime I'm rapping along with Ice Cube's No Vaseline, which I can hear from somewhere. There's one line that is incorrect, but I dismiss it. Then my favourite line in the song is incorrect, which makes me go like 'what the..' I start looking around to determine the source of the song. There's a group of guys chilling at a picknick table behind me, with a big speaker next to them. Motherf... My friend asks me what's up. I tell him that they have the shitty version. Somewhere along this dream I talk to Kristina, asking her whether she has learned to sing yet. There's another girl, though I don't know who, who is supposedly also my friend. She wants to learn to ride a motorcycle. I tell them to do some type of challenge to learn it within one year.

I could actually hear the song, instead of just knowing the sound was there.

Movie
It's Tuesday and I'm supposed to meet my project group for a movie. The dream is confusing a bit. The movie will be in another city. I've been negotiating with my mom for a bit, and for some reason I will pick her up at my grandma's place or in that city. At one point it seems like I will go to the movie with Jorn. That can't be right. I haven't talked to him in forever. Project group, right. The movie title was just one word, but I forgot what it was. I can't find the movie in the programme though. Hey.. but I already paid my classmate to buy the ticket. I ask a question about it in the whatsapp group. Ow yeah.. the movie got cancelled because there was not enough audience and we're getting a refund.

Bed: 23.00
Wake up: 07.45
Now: 08.00


Fragments
» I'm sitting on the couch in my mom's living room together with my little brother. I'm looking out the window. There's a party going on on the other side. The building is missing a wall, allowing me to look inside. There are just a few people, all teenagers. I'd say about 8 girls and 2 guys. I can't hear any of the music, making the dancing seem all the more weird. Adding to that is that the people are dancing in different rhythms. Is this a silent disco? I tell my little brother to have a look.

» I remember seeing a list of anime's. Three of them are different variations of Naruto. There's the original, Shippuden and then some other. Naruto is slightly older in every one of them. There's also something going on at one point, where I can select a character from the anime. I choose Shikamaru. There's something going on with a needle passing the screen and my finger. It's sowing into my finger. I can feel the pain of it a bit.

» I'm looking at FB on my laptop. The timer of stayfocusd seems to have run out, yet I'm still able to keep spending time on FB. Perhaps the timer won't allow me to reload?

» I'm in Indonesia, looking for a toilet. At some point I finally find one, though it's weird looking. I decide to pee anyway. Some people enter the hallway and with the door and walls being quite shady in this situation, I'm afraid of being spotted. Eventually a slightly older woman wearing a hijab and glasses comes in. She informs me that this is not a toilet, but a wasbak [sink]. Damn. A few seconds later, two women/girls exit from two white doors behind me, which seem like the actual toilets.

» I've just finished doing... something. Work perhaps. I've already gotten mostly dressed, but I hop into another big dressing room. A girl joins me in there. She leaves shortly after. I'm pretty much all done getting dressed. All that's left is for me to put on my black vest and my backpack and leave. I do this as slowly as possible, hoping that the girl will come back before I leave. She does come back just before I exit. A few moments later an English teacher from my high school is also there. She's asking what the plan is. The room has turned into a hotel bedroom with 2 separate beds. She's asking in a way that tells me she doesn't want me here. I tell her I wasn't planning on staying. I'm actually from this city, so I have a place to sleep. In my mind I curse this woman [who I already hated anyway].

» I'm meeting up with a friend on my way out. He invites me to join him and my other friends to [something] Monologues, or something. It's a play at [...] TTT. I'm trying really hard to resist, as I have a thesis to finish. In the end I give in, thinking to myself that I should allow myself to have some fun as well. I buy a ticket online for € 27,- In the end my friend informs me that he won't be going anymore. Fuck.

Fireworks
I'm in what seems like my mom's living room with some of my best male friends. One of them is apparently the inventor of some very popular fireworks called the draaitol. I never knew this. How come he never mentioned this? He starts playing around with fireworks in the home. At one point I'm afraid he might set the place ablaze.

Money
I'm in a restaurant with my best male friends. We have just finished our food and it is time to pay. The bill is in IDR. My meal is IDR 22.something. I look in my wallet and spot the green IDR 20.000 bill and put it on the table. It takes a while for me to realise that I haven't paid enough. I should also pay a beer which cost ~ IDR 44.000. I go through my wallet again for more money. I am IDR 10.000 short. Either the dream changes, or my mind is playing with me. I'm suddenly thinking in euro's. My part of the bill is ~ € 66. I tell my friend that I can either pay the remaining € 10,- later, or I can give him IDR 100.000, which is about € 10,-.

Bed: 23.30
Wake up: 07.55
Now: 08.05

Fragments
» I'm along the side of a highway. There are some metal fences and quite a large gap which I use for parkour practice. I perform several precision drops to the fence below me. At first it's going quite alright, but as I move further to the right, the likelihood of falling into that deep gap increases. I become more careful and as a result, don't execute my jumps well.

» I'm with friends, on the bicycle. We're with quite a large group. There's one couple, who are friends of mine. A girl who is supposed to be my girlfriend is also present. I'm just having fun together with the guy of the couple. We're at the front of the group and my girlfriend is more to the back. I think this is gonna cause me to get into some trouble with her later on. It feels a bit as if some part happens twice. At some point I'm in a bookstore, when my girlfriend catches up. She mentions that something that she was cooking was slightly burned.

» I'm sitting at a table, with my old classmate Re next to me. It's evening. It's kind of a warung type of place. She has her head placed in my lap a few times, which ultimately leads to some sexual jokes. At some point I wonder where this could go, but there are people around, so it's best not to do anything.

» I meet a white guy who seems to be an Australian in his 20's. He tells me that he has been appointed as the new manager of BAM cafe for a few months.

» I'm riding along a big road on a motor, together with a friend, who has his/her own motor. It's a little bit of a rundown road. We actually seem to have gone in the wrong direction, not that I really manage to care. There's an explanation of sorts. A voice over? At one point there is an explanation about poor people taking out loans and carrying the money home with them in inconspicuous bags. I consider for a moment that I could easily steal this woman's bag. I won't. It'll cause a lot of trouble for her.

» I'm with my friend Julia. We just went out (with a group?). It's evening, dark. At this point it's just the two of us. We arrive at what's supposed to be my place. There is some chemistry, but isn't she married? Nothing is going to happen at my place anyway, as it's a men only building. I ask her how long it would take her to get home. She mentions it's 20 minutes walking. I tell her I can take her on my motor. She refuses at first, but because it's quite long and it's dark out and she's alone, I offer again. She says it's a good idea and thanks me for it. She also tells me not to expect anything to happen, but in a way that says that there is a possibility of something happening.

Bed: 23.30(?)
Wake up: 06.35 (aside from lying in bed awake while the mosque did its thing)
Now: 07.20

So Dutch
I'm in Indonesia. Two of my Dutch friends are present, IT guys. I'm walking up a set of concrete stairs. At the top I talk to an Indonesian guy. I'm here to give some advice regarding cables. I can't recall what type of cables they are, but they are aboveground and in the way while you walk. I think it's an impractical design like this and I suggest the guy to move the cables to the side. Then I consider for a moment that I'm taller than most Indonesians. Let's see if I can walk underneath the cables. I don't remember if I could. I also notice that the steps are not identical, making the walk down/up less than ideal. I tell the guy and he tells me that he got a good price from an Australian firm for the stairs. I tell him I can see why. You get what you pay for. Now I feel bad. The stairs are actually quite decent, but I make it sound like they're ridiculously bad. I just trampled the guy's pride.

There's a party at roughly the same place. There are quite a lot of Dutch people. There's one white girl, wearing a white dress, who just hikes up her dress to.. I'm not sure what she did. But since she's either wearing a thong or no underwear at all, her butt is on full display. Now another Dutch friend is also present. Two of my friends are talking about sex and alcohol with some local people. Knowing it's a sensitive topic for many people here, I tell them to knock it off. At some point I'm standing next to a white (Dutch?) girl. She's quite drunk already. I take the glass of champagne / white wine from her hands. Suddenly my old housemate appears, handing her a new one. I tell him that she's already drunk. He's purposefully trying to get her even more drunk to make it easy to convince her to have sex. Asshole.

I'm walking inside somewhere with a group of people. It has a bit of an airport feel, the way when you go to the gates (at Schiphol at least). There are two older white men standing behind a counter somewhere. Someone mentions that they must be Dutch and we strike up a conversation. Yes they are.

Canoe
I'm in a canoe or something similar, on a canal or a river. I'm with two friends, a guy and a girl, who are on a quite big boat. I think they sink for a moment? I myself think about the fact that my iPhone is still in my right pocket. I better not sink. We are ambushed. There's a kind of tripwire which causes me to capsize. Fuck. My phone. I'm not sure if the others also fall for this trap. The people responsible are two guys. I think I/we go after them by land. Either that, or I was fantasising about the way I would beat one of them up for this. Some more stuff happened, but I can't recall it.

Bed: 23.00
Wake up: 06.35
Now: 07.00

Movie
I'm inside somewhere. A company visit / business case of a company I really like has just finished. We're busy exiting. I tell Jim that the case was interesting, just to make sure that he keeps me on his mind. Outside the room, on the hallway, is another employee of the company. We start heading towards.. someplace.

I'm now in a big lecture hall. It feels as if we've walked here from the other place. We're going to watch a movie. My high school English teacher is leading the class. Eventually we're somewhere along the 50 minute mark, perhaps even further. The video is streaming slowly cause the school/uni connection is shitty, sometimes forcing us to pause. Someone explains the technical stuff to my teacher. She asks us if we will have enough time to finish it. We have 30 minutes left in this class and 40 minutes of movie left. My friend Lin tells her that we do. Huh? Idiot. Meanwhile I'm seated, with my bag in front of me on the floor. I open and close the zipper a few times, probably being very obnoxious, considering that we're watching a movie. I've got candy inside in a see through plastic bag, which I share with my friends and cousin. I still make a lot of noise.

Holding hands
I'm walking outside with a lot of people. Not sure where we're going. My first ex girlfriend is walking to my left. She decides that she wants to hold my hand. Her boyfriend is somewhere in the crowd, walking behind us. We're at the very front. I tell her that this isn't a good idea. At some point I wonder whether she is trying to make her boyfriend jealous or whether she genuinely wants to hold my hand. She mentions that her boyfriend is holding a girl's hand as well. I look and see that he's doing one of these poses where he creates a loop with his arm, allowing the girl to place her hand in the loop. I tell my ex that we would be better off if we were walking to the back. She varies in how intensely she holds my hand.

Epic medieval fight [literally the only note I took of this dream]
I'm somewhere outside in a mountainous area. There are quite a number of armed forces. I feel like Thor [Chris Hemsworth version] is also present. A fight is about to go down. Our side is trying to ambush a different group, but our advance group gets ambushed in return. There are so many different groups which have allied to the group that I belong to that I'm no longer sure which uniform belongs on my side and which doesn't. At some point I'm in need of a weapon. There are some scissors. Nah. There's a bamboo pole with a kite attached to it. Perfect. I ask an old man to cut the string to the kite. He uses some big scissors which look pretty damn awesome as he's cutting the string. Really?! You couldn't tell me in the first place you had that?! I take both the bamboo pole and the scissors with me. I'm not sure how I'll use both, as this bamboo pole will serve as a two handed weapon. I put the scissors in my right back pocket. I encounter 3 white girls standing close to what seems like a coin buying stand at a fair. The 3 girls are my height and are dressed identically. They all have the same gun and are aiming for me. I use the bamboo pole to slap their arms away to throw off their aim. This isn't something that I can keep up long with the 3 of them. I advance so that I can use my scissors. I'm not sure what happened next, but I'm victorious. I start talking to the girl behind the stand. She was going to give her number to those girls for some reason. I ask her to give me her number instead, and she hands me a white paper with her number. The girl herself is quite pretty. The only details I can remember is that she's a white girl with black hair. I put the number in my front left pocket and tell her that if I don't die, I will call her.

Fragments
» There's some family gathering going on. My cousin is present, as well as my little cousin, who I take with me into an elevator. At some point my cousin and I (and someone else) are eating.

» I'm walking from the hallway of my dormitory into my room. To my left I see an Asian girl walking away from me. I stare at her for a moment. I make sure to look away the moment she looks back. I walk into my room. I look out my room to look at her again. She turns back, presumably to see if I was looking. I think she caught me.

Bed: 23.00
Wake up: 07.00
Now: 07.20

Table
I'm in a house. There's a long, rectangular table, with I guess about 10 people sitting at it. There's my best friend, with her brother and father. There's Tina. And then some others I'm not sure about. At one point I make a comment to my best friend about people not sitting in their seats or something. She tells her dad and brother, who immediately go back to their seats. I ask her if she realises that I was joking. Next thing I'm suddenly online with whatever device, sending a message to her dad who is in America. I make a joke about not wanting my friend to be pushed off the sidewalk. He doesn't get it. The profile picture he uses is off a Repsol bike.

Home
I'm back in the Netherlands for just two weeks. I've ridden a bus to some station. My mom's boyfriend is there. We talk very briefly and then I walk away with.. my mom? And grandma? We walk in the direction of a big building, of which I'm not sure what it is. It's a new building, because I've never seen it before. It looks very old though. It's impressive.

Ex and bags
I'm with my first ex girlfriend. It's as if we're still together. We're in bed together I guess. I'm working on getting her horny, with success. She is on her period though. She shows this by using some weird.. I don't know what it is. A rectangular pill box for her birth control. The thing becomes red if she's on her period. Dirty, glowing, bloody red. There seems to be actual liquid inside. She's hoping that we'll still have sex. Nope! I on the other hand am hoping that at least I'll get lucky somehow. Nope again.

I'm in the back of a car with her. We're driving in Amsterdam. There's a blanket partially covering us and she makes use of it to reach down to my crotch. She's not very proficient at being sneaky. Luckily there is no driver and the rearview mirror has not been adjusted for the person in the passenger seat to see what's going on. The car is driving a bit though. Eventually I need to get out. I take my bag with me. Then the car starts to drive off. My mom's doing. I get very annoyed as there is still a bag or 2 in the trunk which I want to take with me. Eventually I get the opportunity for this. There's my big backpack and then there's another one. I consider for a moment which bag I'll really need. I'm gonna see my mom soon, right?

Modelling
I'm seeing a WhatsApp conversation on my friend Fi's phone. She's talking to D, the guy who has hired me to model for him. He's annoyed because he thinks I only look internet pretty and not real life pretty, as if my online photo's have been photoshopped. I consider for a moment that it doesn't matter at all, as he'll likely photoshop my pictures anyway.

Bed: ~00.30
Wake up: 07.50
Now: 08.00


I'm at a cafe up in the hills of my city in Indonesia, together with my friend Ray. We decide to leave. He leaves just minutes, perhaps seconds before I do. We're using our motors. He took my helmet and left before I even arrived at my motor. Guess I'll just do without. I start driving, but notice a team of police officers not too far down the street. Damn. Ray's house is pretty much straight down and then a left. I don't want to risk getting caught by police. I stop by the side of the road and get out my phone. I look at Google Maps for an alternative route. There is one a bit east, but it looks like a major detour. In actual kilometres it's not that much of a difference, but judging from the size of the road, it's probably not well maintained, meaning I got to go slow. I weigh my options for a bit and then decide that I do not want to run the risk of getting caught.

I end up at a place that looks like a big mall in the Netherlands. I totally messed up the directions, but somehow didn't do too bad. I didn't come out where I expected to, but whatever. I'm talking to a guy from Africa, while walking towards the train station. He's just new and wants to do an internship and is looking for advice. The people at his intended office are not very response. I explain my experiences with an internship to him. In the mean time I notice that we've walked the wrong way and we trace back to go to the right place to enter the station. One of us is holding a bicycle. I think it's me.

Bed: ~23.15 (had to hunt a mosquito first)
Wake up: ~08.30 (cause I was awake for a large part of the night, until I managed to off the mosquito at 4am)
Now: 09.05

I'm working in the cinema where I used to work as a teenager. The lay out of the building is the way it was before it was remodelled. I'm standing behind the counter. It's quite busy and it's disorganised. On our side, there is popcorn all over the floor. I attempt to clean up a few times, using a broom. The 2(?) times when I'm holding a broom, the dream is more detailed, as I'm really paying attention to the broom.

I'm not exactly sure where I am at first, but after a while I'm on a cruise ship. There are quite a number of people. I'm with.. my mom? Not sure. We're just entering a tight area that will lead us to our seats, a bit similar to an airplane. There's a white guy, a crew member, showing everyone their places. I have a very short chat with him. I'm holding a blanket and then move to my spot. Somewhere while moving, I can hear something over the intercom, which changes later into a radio broadcast or something. There's crew discussing about the vegetarian food having run out. There's one woman in particular that is quite shocked by it. She can't believe that that happened and goes on a rant about how non-veggies eat all the veggie food and then the meats, instead of sticking to the meats. Selfish. I'm quickly fed up with it, due to her innocence/ignorance. Yeah, all you can eat, people take advantage. Duh.

At some point I'm mapping out a route with Google Maps. The route is unclear to me at first, as it involved backtracking. Not sure what happened to this route.

Next thing I'm on the motorcycle, driving in the evening with my new friend D, towards a house. The other guys are supposed to come too, but I don't see them yet. I'm wondering if I should go find them. Not too long after they show up on their motorcycles as well. Stupid me. They know this area better than I do. It's one of their house after all. I meet an Indonesian guy who is sitting at a table. I accidentally introduce myself as Michael. I correct shortly after. I think his name was Victor. He asks me if I can speak Indonesian. I answer in Indonesian, saying that I can, but that I sometimes talk slowly if it's a live talk, as opposed to instant messaging.