Bed: 23.00 Wake up: 07.45 Girl It's daytime and I'm waiting next to the bridge that leads into the city centre. There's a girl I'm waiting for, though I don't remember what my relation to her is. We meet and can't really decide on what to do. There's a bus to the central station that we let go, in favour of a bus in the other direction. My idea was to go play pool. Turns out that she doesn't like pool. Damn. We let the bus in the other direction slide as well. I'm not sure what we end up doing. I remember thinking that she's cute. I think it's within the same dream that I'm still with the girl and we have a weird camera. I'm trying to figure this thing out and I think she already knows quite a bit about it. Overall the vibe of the dream was very pleasant thanks to her presence. Girlfriend I'm somewhere with my girlfriend. At one moment we're walking, at another moment we're lying down. In the mean time we're checking someone's social media account. It's an Instagram-like medium, because there are only pictures. It's the account of a pornstar, who is posting a lot of pictures of herself with a pornstar friend. We've made a bet on this account for some reason. In the mean time we also start making out. Found out while writing this entry that Chrome's dictionary doesn't know the word 'pornstar'. How prudish
Bedtime around 23.30 Wake up around 06.30 I'm walking into a supermarket it seems, together with my girlfriend. I think we're holding hands. She wants to have something (hair bands I think), but she doesn't feel like holding it, so she clasps them underneath the backside of my... bra? [I'm a very not bra wearing type of guy]. I don't fully realise it. We continue walking towards the exit and the anti theft detection gates go off. I'm surprised by it. We stand around for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. A white woman with short hair approaches us. She's probably in her 40s and is a bit bitchy. I think she's the store manager and she is 'detaining' us. My girlfriend quickly walks back into the store for her 2 small beer bottles she forgot (huh?). The woman takes us with her. Fuck. This woman is a total bitch so we won't get off without a fine and a record. I can't have a record. Then I can't work for the government. It's all my girlfriend's fault really, I'm just caught up in the mess. But I don't want to throw my girlfriend under the bus like that. The woman leads us into a backroom.
I'm in Indonesia, somewhere in the nature, a jungle area. Something tells me that this is Pangandaran. I'm driving a moped with my girlfriend on the back. We're going back to.. a building or something? I don't know. A bit of a starting base. En route we pass my friend Sander, who is going in the opposite direction. I shout out to him. He's taking a mudtrail straight ahead. There's also a semi-trail a bit to the right. It's a more interesting location I think. I thought about turning around and following him, but I don't. My girlfriend and I are at the 'building'. I don't even really remember a building. I guess it's more of a resting area. At some point my cousin and her husband show up, along with their 3 kids. Suddenly I'm standing in the bathroom in my mom's kitchen, brushing my teeth. I exit to greet them while they walk through the hallway. My cousin's husband is first. Awkward handshake cause he's holding the baby. I'm not sure if we talk about motorcycles or that that happened in a later dream. I'm inside a building now with some people, including a few of my best friends. I'm sitting on a chair. A few people enter, including a blonde girl. She is somehow pretty and ugly at the same time, making her interesting. I think it's a shop we're in. The shop owner at the back wants them to speak in Indonesian, just as a friendly joke. The girl asks for help from us. I ask her in English what she wants to say. Somewhere early on I figure out she's Dutch, but still we talk in English for a bit more. A bit later on she decides to sit on my lap. My girlfriend is in this time room, so I wonder for a moment how this is going to go down. After a few seconds I realise she is in fact sitting on the lap of the woman to my left and her feet are on my legs. Her feet.. while she's wearing dirty shoes with some mud still stuck to the bottom. I think "takroe maniri" to myself [rude manners in Surinam]. I don't say anything for some reason. The woman on who's lap she is sitting does. She changes position so that she is still resting her legs on me, but not her feet, something like that. There's a big brown, old-looking bookcase. For some reason it's been decided that this is the ok place to pee, so I do so. The blonde girl is looking at me from an angle where I'm sure that she can see quite a bit. First I make an effort to conceal myself, but then I think 'fuck it'. Later on I go there to pee again. Somehow my aim is bad and I manage to splash myself. I can feel the warmth of the pee dripping in my pants. My hands are also wet. I dry them on a towel to my left. I'm feeling quite uncomfortable. I woke up immediately and went to the toilet shortly after. I couldn't fall asleep for another hour at least. In the beginning I felt very uncomfortable as I couldn't shake the feeling of having peed my pants, even though that didn't really happen. After that I had a load of short dreams about a lot of different things.
I'm in an electronics shop. I've brought my Macbook Pro in because there is an issue with it. The thing I'm focusing on right now is that one of the rubber feet has fallen off (really happened). The employee I'm talking to is an older white man with grey hair. He presents me with a DIY fix which involves cutting out a makeshift rubber foot out of some different material, which is grey. I can get the perfect shape by placing the fallen off rubber foot on it and cutting around it. I end up with a hole in the material though and cause the material is a bit stretchy it doesn't really work. I wonder if the guy is going to charge me for this. He starts asking me how old my laptop is. I immediately recognise that this is a sales talk. I tell him and he comes up with packages of cables I could buy. My laptop will be obsolete soon and then I will have a hard time finding spare parts, so best to buy them now. I tell him I've already replaced a cable recently, so I'm good. While I'm placing my laptop back inside my bag, he walks over to his colleague. They're a bit in the distance, but I can clearly hear and see the frustration of the guy over my refusal to buy anything off him. I consider telling him to be more professional. I know I've also dreamt something about my girlfriend, but I can't remember what.
I go to a place I do not know. There I meet a famous football (soccer) player who lives there, he's with some friends and his girlfriend. Although they speak a different language to me, we understand each other well. The site in which they live is something like a ghetto where people who are of nationality are, it is a dangerous place where those coming from outside can be assailed and attacked. I am safe because I am a friend of the player. We move through the area and talk to his girlfriend who is a very nice person and we become friends. When I decide to get out of there, she comes with me to leave the place and not have problems with people who live there.
Bed time: ~ 00.30 Get up: 07.30 I don't remember a full dream. All I remember are a bunch of fragments of a language related event. I'm talking with multiple people in multiple languages. I'm talking with a British guy who's planning to stay in the Netherlands for 6 years and who already speaks Dutch quite well. We're standing somewhere in the city centre during the day, close to one of the canals. Later I'm talking to a group of people. I think it was in English. I believe I also spoke some French somewhere. At some point I enter a restaurant. A white, male staff member is asking me the regular questions and I tell him my girlfriend is already sitting in the outside area. He seems quite bend on etiquette and quite annoying. I remember I had another dream. I think it may have involved my mom. I can't remember it at all though.
Bed time: 00.30 Get up: 08.00 I woke up a few times during the night and tried to SSILD, but I didn't have that much focus. I also fell asleep way too soon again. Motor fun I'm driving through the city to the campus with someone. At first it is my little brother, but at some point it becomes my housemate. First we're using bicycles. He's driving on my right side. We're talking about something, but I can't remember what. Eventually the topic of school comes up. It's a somewhat negative topic because something happened, though again I can't remember what. I avoid asking him any questions. We pass a group of police officers who are walking across the street. My little brother gets stopped by them. I continue a bit further. I think it's at this point that he turns into my housemate and I'm now riding a motorcycle. From the looks of it, it's quite lightweight. I'm standing at the end of the street, waiting. It's a T intersection, with traffic coming from both sides. There's a tram line as well. The shape of the street is like a Bell curve, with me being at the top part. I wait from the traffic from the left to pass (some motorcycles I think). I look right.. just enough time to cross the street and take a left. I do so with quite a lot of gas. A bit too much maybe, as I slide just a little bit. I hit 90 km/h before I slow down at the corner of the street to wait for my housemate. I then have a look at my lights and realise that I have been driving this whole route without. I fiddle with the buttons on my steer. It's a combination of a button on the left part and a button on the right part which does the trick. A bit weird, but ok. Somewhere along the way I think of this as my mom's motorcycle [my mom most definitely does not own a motorcycle]. My housemate shows up. I tell him I was waiting for him here. I'm somewhere inside a house. The same housemate is seated and I'm standing. I'm excitedly telling him about the dream above. I make sure to mention that I hit 90 km/h just mere seconds after opening the gas. Others The first dream I can remember from this night (which was a profoundly disturbing one, so I don't feel like writing it out fully) was one where I was in the train with my girlfriend and we were talking about a dude who has been stalking her. He's quite the creep. She ends up going to his house to confront him with a knife but he overpowers her. I step in and overpower him, which creates a hostage situation. Another (non-disturbing) one was where I helped my housemate put together some wooden shelves. I put them together in my room to later put them in her room. I don't know why I'm helping her. I don't even like her.
Moves I'm at a sort of apartment complex. The scene is about two students, a m/f couple. They're about 24 years old and the girl is pregnant. It feels as if there's a television programme being made about it. The white male presenter mentions something about that they're at least still getting free money (student aid). I don't like the comment. We don't know for sure that they do and it's wrong to pretend as if they will use it all on the baby in a irresponsible manner. There's a hallway / stairway leading to the 3rd floor. I go up and on my way say bye to the pregnant girl, who is walking down. She still has a flat stomach, so she's probably not far along. I look at her for a moment, but not too long cause I know my girlfriend is close. I reach the 3rd floor. There are a lot of people partying and there's music. I'm in Miami. There's a fence / railing in my way, so I go over it with a front handspring, with my hands on the bar. In the process I drop a small white towel on the ground, which I pick up. I see my girlfriend [who doesn't resemble my real life girlfriend]. She's smiling at me and I smile back. I feel good about myself for being able to do that move and I think she may be a little proud as well. She's dancing and just in front of her is a girl dancing with her pants a little too low. You can see some buttcrack. I continue my way. There's another railing which I pass significantly less elegant. I place my hands on it and jump with my legs extended to the left. My bad side. I pass it though. My friend in the mean time (I think it was Irli) takes a small run up and does a backflip so far that he just disappears behind a pillar a few metres away. What the hell?! That was insanely awesome. More moves I'm at my old elementary school. The buildings look more like what it was like when I still went there. I'm standing outside the building that was meant for the 3rd grade. My little brother and his friend Tony are hanging around there. I'm assuming they might get into some trouble at some point. I'm here to practice my parkour skills. I attempt different ways to climb up onto the roof of this building. There is one route that forces me to be careful because of two rows of spikes. There's another route where I first have to jump towards an emergency ladder and can then climb onto the roof. I practice jump that one, first practising what I will do in case I don't make it. I jump below below the ladder, land on the ground and roll away. I'm a bit scared of this one because it's similar to how I ended up messing up my knee in reality. I do it and manage to succeed. Other Other dreams I had were about my housemate tricking me into playing League of Legends and me not wanting to, having sex with a girl who I assume to be Japanese (all I know for certain is that she was Asian), playing a game of tic-tac which evolves into chess, moving to a city at the very edge of the country and driving a car on the highway (with my mom?).
Highway It's daytime and I'm with my girlfriend near a transportation terminal. I think it's the backside of Amsterdam Central Station, but it's different from reality. I'm walking on a small bridge. It's one of those rotating platforms they used to make a train change direction. It's been built a few metres off the shore, above the canal. It starts rotating about 90 degrees while I'm still walking on it. It causes me to tumble a bit. My girlfriend laughs at me. We enter a bus. It's not a regular service bus, but more like the type you'd use for an organised group trip. We sit somewhere in the middle - back at first, but my girlfriend wants to sit more to the front, so we take the seats directly behind the busdriver. I wonder if we're gonna run into any trouble. Perhaps police stopping us because there are refugees with us. We've gotta take a pretty sharp uphill turn on the ramp towards the highway. The driver messes it up a few times. Man I'm not feeling too confident about this driver. He decides 'fuck it' and just goes straight ahead, dropping the bus at least 5 metres down to the highway underneath. The whole time I'm holding on to my seat and screaming like one would in a movie. I don't feel the impact, but I do think I felt the 'butterflies' in my stomach. I (and some others too I think) want to get out. I'm cruising down the highway. A lot of people are doing so on their skateboard. I'm not sure what mode of transport I'm using. I'm careful with passing people, so I'm probably using something bigger and more stable than a skateboard. I'm wondering if I would be allowed to join with a longboard. I'm liking this part of the dream. Room session I'm chilling in what's supposed to be my room. I've got my 2 laptops (a Mac and another black laptop) on the ground. I'm using my skateboard and going off the tiny ramp I've got here. I haven't taken the effort to move my laptops out of the way. I just skate around them. Mopeds I'm with a few of my best friends, all guys. There's also a girl, who is the girlfriend of one of them. She looks way different than she does in reality. We're in Indonesia. We decide to ride out on our mopeds. We're going to a dentist's house. He's quite rich so he's got a home office. We chill there for a bit, get offered a drink. One of my friends decides to leave for a bit. Another one asks for a different drink.
I'm lying in my bed at my mom's home, next to my girlfriend. It's just like how it's supposed to be. For some reason I'm pretty convinced that I'm dreaming. I decide to push one of my hands through the glass of the window. It goes through. I'm happy to finally be lucid again. There is a blue substance behind the window. Kind of like a body of water, but the texture is as if it has been drawn with crayons. I don't remember every single thing that I did with my lucidity. At a certain point I remembered a lucid challenge I had with werty52: create a flameball in your hand (he has already won that bet). I try to make it happen through several ways. I especially use different voice commands. None of them work. I consider the fact that I'm not believing in myself hard enough to make it happen. I then decide to do something else. I think I'm flying about for a bit. I'm a slightly annoyed by my lack of control over this dream. Somewhere in a fancy/modern hallway. I guess I'm just observing. Justen, along with a few other guys is in the hallway. They're all freerunners I think. At least Justen is, that much I know for sure. There's a slanted glass wall and he does a run up against it and tries to perform another trick, but he doesn't manage to finish it. He nearly defied gravity there. Then he runs through the hallway, does a round off > back full combo. While twisting in the air he smashes into an art piece that was standing in the hall. It shatters. It was made out of stone or keramic or something alike. It looked a bit like an old Greek head.
Weirdo I'm walking somewhere, I think around a train station. I'm together with my girlfriend. Next to us is a white guy. From the opposite direction a bald white guy is approaching. About my height, but much more muscled. As he walks by he strokes my girlfriend's chin. We are both surprised by what he does. I run after him and do the same to him. He punches me, though not that hard. I run back to my girlfriend. Maybe that'll get him to think about his actions. We were talking to the white guy that is walking next to us. I think it was about our future plans. At the end of the dream we're near a bus stop. Subway I'm riding a subway together with my cousin. It doesn't feel very familar, as if we're riding a subway in a different city. I'm not too confident about the route, so I look at the map quite a bit. We have to transit somewhere. Because I'm not familiar I consider going all the way to the end point and transferring there, which is relatively easy. There's a white guy who is riding the subway without having paid. The conductor caught him and to get out of it he has to go to the front to do the dishes. When the conductor gets back he accuses him of not having done the dishes. I tell the conductor that he did. I heard the water running. The conductor continues for a while and I tell him to just go check if he did the dishes before he hands out a fine. I decide to transfer at this station, so I say bye to the guy and wish him good luck. My cousin and I are at the top of the stairs when he starts feeling around his pockets. He thinks he forgot his bankcard. For some reason I picture a very specific bank. He goes back into the subway and the guy we were talking to throws him his wallet. My cousin makes a joke about not having taken anything from his wallet. My cousin can't exit in time anymore, the doors close.
First dream There was a zombie outbreak in a skyscraper. Soldiers were sent there to clear the area for rescuing forces. They have failed, making the army of undead even bigger. While government was trying to completely remove zombies, some agencies hired mercenaries to gather information about them, their weak points and about survivors. I was one of the mercenaries. I entered the skyscraper and took an elevator to fourth floor. According to military data, it was the floor that was heavily infested, a death trap. I took only a step inside, and was attacked. It was dark and I couldn't see it. I took a knife and stabbed the zombie in throat. The elevator was broken and couldn't move further. I took staircase up, and found a room with a survivor. It was a redhead child. Little girl was lying under a cape in her bed. I heard someone moving and shoot at that direction. It was a young redhead woman, probably little girls sister. She got hit and fallen down the staircase. I entered the room with the girl. There was a man lying on the floor. He looked like one of my pals. He was pale and stiff. I asked the girl if he's alive. She said that probably not. I shot him in the head and said "Case of death: Shot to the head" and thrown him down. I decided to secure the survivor. We talked for a while about my goals. Second dream I was a black man. I was wearing a green t-shirt and blue short trousers. With a girlfriend - a black female, we were racing who will run from one point to another first. We ran through streets, alleyways and buildings, including building sites and factories. I lost two races, but won third. My girlfriend disappeared somewhere though, and I was really worried, as we had an argument some time ago.
I went to bed a bit earlier than usual I think, but not by much; between 23:00 and 23:30. I woke up at 06:00, stayed awake for a while and then slept again. The last time I woke up was around 08:45, it's now 09:15. Fragments » Something that has to do with Dragonball Z and timetravelling. » Something about my little brother, though I don't remember what. » One of classmates has made a parkour video. I'm watching it, but also sort of living it. It's taking place outside during the day. » A dude enters my kitchen. He has a plastic tomato ketchup bottle and he intents to stab me with one of the shards. » There was a police chase that ended in Indonesia. A guy ended up getting electrocuted by a power cable. I think he was the bad guy. He ended up like that cause he was just centimetres away from the cable while standing on top of a car that I ran in to with my police car. The steering wheels were all on the left, though in Indonesia they should be on the right. I also remember my girlfriend and another friend being there. Smell! I'm with my cousin and her 4 and 1 year old kids. I'm on the ground playing with the 4 year old when I smell something. I wonder if the 1 year old just pooped in his diaper. Just moments after I'm sure he has, he somehow pulls his diaper of and starts playing with his poop. He even eats some of it. His sister joins him. I try to stop both of them, but they still get some in their mouth. Meanwhile their mom, just 1 metre away, doesn't do a thing. I think this might be the first time I smelled something in a dream! Wet I'm on a couch or in bed with two girls. One of them reminds me of the girl with the ukelele from Scrubs. The other is a girl I went on a few dates with. Ukelele girl just joined us and is already passed out on the corner. I tell the other girl that Ukelele has a nice butt and grab a hold of it. Ah, guess I was mistaken. A bit later the girl I dated is gone. Ukelele girl is naked and I invite her to join me in the shower. I walk to the bathroom. It's mostly blue/green -ish tiles and a weird shaped bath that's very shallow, made of the same material. A lot of my clothes are on the bathtub (on instead of in, because it's like a platform). They're all somewhat wet, as are my black backpack and my blue/white striped hammock. I attempt to rescue them, but I quickly grow tired of it. It seems the cause is that the tub isn't probably draining, just a few drips at a time, in combination with the crane leaking a bit. I walk outside to the other room again. Ukelele is dressed. I'm surprised that she isn't joining me. She says I only hurt her, so she won't. I'm surprised again. I thought she meant physically, but she meant emotionally, as I don't want the same level of commitment that she wants. We walk in the bathroom again and this time I make a real effort of saving my stuff. She helps me. Now there's also my iPhone, iPod and 1 or 2 more valuables, plus someone else's white iPhone with a colourful cover with an integrated charging point that hooks up to the side, which I think is pretty weird. They are covered in a layer of water and I quickly move them all out. Wetter I'm at a party in a public area, something like a small park or something. It's my birthday? I'm not sure. I recall several family members being there. Most noticeable is my uncle, who I've never dreamt about before. There are several party tents. There were some people who joined in a small, friendly competition with me, a sort of mini championship. They've just left the party, but the score cards are still on the table. A bulldog appears out of the blue. My mom places some chocolate in a box on the hood of a car close to him. I take it away and tell her that chocolate can kill dogs. She says that the chocolate wasn't meant for him, plus it's in a box. I reply that he might take it anyway. He then makes a run for a table which has tiny sausages and cheeses on it. At first a bit like a cartoon dog would do, he snatches the sausages in rapid pace. Then he just uses his mouth like a regular dog and goes all out. Some people look at him in disgust. I run after him to get him away. He runs from me. I hold a sausage in my left hand and let my arm hang besides my body. He runs up to me and I grab him by the skin of his neck. He fights me, but I take him with me. For a moment I wonder if he's in pain, but this is how you pick up a dog, right? He has a keychain around his neck. I take the keys off and cross the street, towards an appartmentcomplex. He also has a kind of nametag, except there is no name on it, just a drawing. Great. I take a look at the different keys. My grandma stands besides me and tells me to use a certain one. I do and it opens. In the mean time a woman all the way at the top comes down and thanks me for bringing back her dog. I think she has short blonde hair. She has the dog in her arms and it's cuddling her back. I guess it's safe to assume this is really her dog. I also hand her the keys. Back at my party it is slowly starting to rain. There are some drinks on a table that aren't covered. My uncle, being a wiseass, says that there is no need to cover them cause none of them are his. In the mean time we cover up everything else. When I look to that area again there is a white table with an enormous laptop on it, which must have at least a 30" screen. It's closed and there's a big "sun umbrella" (can't think of the word right now) positioned above it, to keep it dry. It still gets a bit wet. It's the laptop of my mom's boyfriend. He's worried about it.
I wake up with some very distinct images of dreams I had, thinking to myself "at least I have a dream for my Twitter account!" I fell asleep and *boom* all is lost. Dreaming is so fickle... In a Boat Terminal I get off a cruise with a bunch of my friends. As we are in the hall I begin to feel as if they never really liked me, I was never a real part of the group, I wasn't even invited to many of their weddings. I see they have printed a year book and I flip through it. My picture is in it, I see it black and white, I'm sitting on a cushy chair with a denim vest like I was a kid, I look really good in the picture. I see other friends who also had denim vests. Despite it, I still feel a strong sting of rejection that puts me in a sullen mood. I am in an old part of the city, the walls are stone bricks as are the roads, I see a hill across the road where I think I make out a small park with trees. I'm walking to my mom's car with her and my sister. I realize I left my friend behind and tell my mom I'll be back my midnight. I wave at her and say bye as she leaves with my sister. I hope she is ok with it. I walk inside a large building behind me, it's night time, looks like an old apartment building. Inside it is a boat terminal for cruise ships. The lighting is overbearing and intense as it usually is. I see my ex girlfriend and my other friend from before. It is awkward, they don't seem to get along. Suddenly it's a hotel? I go down a corridor and see rooms, mine is right in the beginning of the hall to the right. The room has a window to the far wall and only one little lamp on, the lighting is less intense. It sort of looks like a cabin you'd find in a cruise ship. I go down the hall, I see my old girlfriend and her friend who has dreadlocks. I look into a mirror and see I have dreadlocks now, I try to tie them into a bun awkwardly. It is not easy and I fail a few times. I turn around, my ex is in trouble. I run to the room at the end of the hall. The large window to the far wall is letting in grey daylight. I see she is on the bed. There is an assassin after her. I look in the room for the assassin and notice a suspicious lump under the sheets. I attack it and the assassin engages me, wrapping her legs around my ribs and pressing hard, I feel my ribs compress, even snap?!? She is a woman in her mid forties. I push her off but she continues to poke me hard and it hurts. The pain is surprisingly real. She flees, I'm not too wounded, I think.
I went to bed at 23.30 and woke up several times between I think 07.00 and 08.00. I finally decided to get out of bed at 08.30. I didn't take any notes in between (lazy & stupid). Laptop I've walked towards a shop and I'm now in it. I'm buying a new laptop. I've found one that i want and I take the box with me. I don't handle it carefully enough and it bounces on the floor for a moment, though from a very low height, so it should be fine. I put the box in my black laptopbag and I start walking towards a specific point in the shop. An employee stops me as he sort of believes that I want to steal the laptop. I'm about to go pay for this. I open up my laptop bag and I see the box with the laptop in it, as well as my older, scratched up Asus. I take the box out to ensure that I took the right one. It's a Toshiba or a HP. Huh? I really thought I took the right one, but apparently I didn't. Glad that that employee stopped me, else I would've bought the wrong one, though it comes very cheap (around €14). I put the Toshiba/HP on a table and open it. It's really a hideous looking thing. I don't want to buy this anymore. I've already configured it with my name and everything though. I need to figure out how to get rid of that so that I can return the laptop. Friend's place I'm in the house of one of my close friends, though it looks quite different from reality. I'm with several of my close friends. I'm sitting in what seems like a sleeping bag with one of the staff members of my Indonesian uni. We're fooling around a bit. Considering that I have a girlfriend [in this dream I'm still/again together with my first girlfriend] I am taking things entirely too far. We're in the middle of the hallway and it feels like we're sitting on an unused eastern style toilet, which feels dry. My friend's sister or mom opens the door to the actual toilet, which is also eastern style. Yuck. Someone mentions that there is a western style toilet upstairs. Still in the same place I think. I have a bowl of food and one of my friends keeps trying to take food from me. Damnit man, let me eat in peace. He says that I can't eat this anyway since I'm a vegetarian. I tell him that I'm eating everything but the meat. He starts eating the meat of my plate. I'm starting to get really annoyed now. I let him know that he can have the meat after I'm done. At some point in the dream I think the staff member is gone and my girlfriend is present. I act very distant towards her. Saggy shelf I'm in my student room, though it looks quite different. I'm not sure who I'm with, but that person starts to lean on one of the low shelfs on my wall. Don't do that! Too late. The shelf sags until it pretty much hits the ground. I'm very annoyed by this. I specifically remember thinking that my shoes won't fit underneath the shelf anymore. I try to prop it back up several times, but it's not working. Superman There's a guy without superpowers who is taking on Superman. He has a cell build for him, with walls covered in kryptonite paint, though he calls it slightly differently. It's in a tower. Superman is outside, x-raying through the tower to find the guy. He eventually does and he falls right into the trap, bursting into the kryptonite room. His uniform is a bit different from reality. Also, if he wants to use his laser vision he needs to charge it, which is visible from a 'thermometre' filling up on the front of his suit. FA I dreamt I got an email from the person I'm supposed to be interviewing in reality tomorrow. That person apologised for not going to be able to make it. I think the reason was that it was the birthday of one of the colleagues and thus everyone would be unavailable. I also recall checking my phone after waking up to see if it was a dream or not, and seeing the message on my lockscreen (so I had an FA).
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