Beautiful Picked Notes

I have terrible, terrible dream recall at the moment.



This is the only dream I remember from tonight and I only remember it vaguely.
Me and a whole bunch of people my age, many of them my former classmates, arrived at some sort of camp. It seemed like a youth hostel and it was run exclusively by asian guys.
We gathered in some large lobby, where the asians running the place asked us where we wanted to go. They asked for our nationalities, so I asked "German, german, german?" on and on again, until somebody noticed my calls. They told me to go to the eastern wing, "that's where the Wehrmacht used to be". The eastern wing had only two rooms, one of them was huge and had 50+ beds in it. Right now there's some gaps in my recall, but I remember finding myself a bed. Step by step, the room became more crowded with people I knew and the more people got in it, the bigger the room got. One of my former classmates got in a bed next to me and started bugging me by splashing his drinks into my direction and threatening me with a needle. I met a girl at this point that I can't remember meeting IRL, she was exclusively a dream character. She showed me around a bit and had a loud, kinda difficult attitude.
We wound up back around the beds that we started at, where another former classmate of mine hatched a plan to overthrow the asians, pretty much by smacking them as hard as he could. There's a tear in the dream and next thing I know I watch him attack one of the asians who's now wearing a hoodie with the hood pulled over. The girl's there, too. I quietly tell her that "I don't believe cracking an asian boy will be that easy...", as we watch our friend get annihilated by some martial arts/bar brawl-swinging asian.
The girl has disappeard and I leave the scene of the thrashing, laughing loudly until I somehow decide it's better to supress my laughter. I try laughing more silently. As I'm back at my bed, the arrangement of the beds changed a bit, and now there's beds stacked upwards like a staircase. A lot of people are sleeping already. I don't get into my bed but climb up some other beds, where the girl from earlier meets me.
She gets really close to me, touches my waist and whispers something about the sleeping people into my ear. I feel confused, so she gets closer and eventually hugs me very closely. Now I am in a RL relationship... but it felt amazing. o:
I woke up.


While writing that, another fragment just came to me. I was living with my girlfriend in a building that exists IRL, but there's a bar in it. Now we live there, and we're busy with something, I can't remember what.
We have two cats IRL as well as in the dream and in the dream, they keep getting out onto the main streets of the village. I have to go after them a lot and get them back home. Sometimes, the cats change colors.

This DJ has been dead for months, but hell, why not revive it now that I'm trying to get back into the forums.
Sadly, last night's dreams are not more than a wash and I only recall two particular scenes.


It all revolves around the "DVAG", a german financial advice business. I did some reading yesterday, because a friend of mine has a tryout day today and I'm a little worried... the DVAG is known for operating in many ways like a cult or a sect; members lose their social surroundings because they harrass friends and familiy into getting counseling interviews or joining the DVAG, they standardize the way their members look and talk and in the end, the higher you are up in the chain, the more money you make off of those that are lower than you. It's a bunch of bandits, really.
And in my dream, me and two friends were at an event hosted by the DVAG, with me frantically trying to convince my friends what a steaming pile of shit this club is. It was at a place that looked somewhat like that old "Italy" map on Counter-Strike... No details are available though.
Then, just before waking up, I had a dream I was in my girlfriend's apartment, where a ladder went down from the balcony to the lawn below. I watched my girlfriend arrive through the window and told her something. She came up the ladder and sat down on the couch. I kept talking. Suddenly, she was outside again, moving toward the ladder. I woke up.