I'm back home with the family. I'm just outside the home property where I used to live. The day is barely about to begin. There is nothing down this street. Just like my other dreams, this area was always the place where it felt alone. I wandered around this area until I found something to entertain me. There was nothing much I could find but, there was a car that drove past me. I never followed any vehicles down this street but maybe this car could lead me somewhere more exciting. I followed the car and before I know it, the scenario of the neighborhood changed! The buildings around me turned in to skyscrapers and all the areas began to stretch out! I followed a crowd before me. It was a crowd of friends who held guns to fight against an army of people. These enemies we were fighting were not very strong. They often hid behind walls and on tall structures above us. Me and my allies walked through them and shot every man we saw. It had a Call of Duty feel to it. There were times where I almost got shot but I did my best to dodge, duck and roll to avoid the bullets. We reached the corner of the enemies' territory and found a civilian resting place. Me and my team walked inside and observed the building. At first, I had no idea what is was but something told me the entire area we were in, was about to be blown to destruction. There was a rare chance for us to live. I told the rest of my teams to hurry up and prepare for an escape on what we believed to be a plane but was actually just the inside of a building. I walked around and found an area where I wanted to sit. I saw a few people here and all I can tell from remembering, they didn't looked so confident. Before I could do anything else, I woke up.
~ 5 am Undead. Streets. A lot of talk. Train, taxi, going home or school, sis, forest, home. Neighborhood watch. We heard a sound unheard by everyone else. It sounds like moving furniture. We checked mom and dad's room. We asked them if they heard it. No. Went outside. It was night. There's a man sleeping on the street. He's a zombie. He was asking for his kids. Running in the forest. They don't see us. Then they did. They talk and climb. I drop kicked some of them, and had to swing to kick them down. Then there was a helicopter coming. I shouted at the nearby reporter to get them away, or else the zombies will know where we are. He can't do anything about it now. Me and sis hurried and looked for a t-shirt. It's a portal that works by "wearing" it. Wearing it transports the wearer, and the shirt is left behind. We transported home, where mom and dad were waiting, worried. The helicopter who did not find anything assumed we were dead. Good. Walking around in the area. There's a hideous smell and sight of dung. ~ 8 am Overnight outside. Meeting. I have to go home. It's almost 10. I might get locked out. A training every Wednesday, a guy told us. RF and daughter N. There's rain. N almost cried. I went back to my dorm.
Updated 12-11-2012 at 10:08 AM by 47454
3:17 am NOTES: - new sandalwood incense from Divisoria - calm-abiding meditation - read 4 pages of Tibetan Yoga - watched Dante's Cove before sleep - read comics before sleep - MILD - also daydreamed, and daydreamed I realized I was dreaming - slept on my right side I am in my room in our hometown. A lot of things are happening. There are also a lot of people. All of a sudden, I have a feeling that everything is weird. I said, Of course everything is weird! I am in a dream! I laughed. There's a small, noisy white dog or puppy jumping around my room, and it was dark. I commanded to light up the room and told the dog to shut up. They did. I went to our home's kitchen area. I remembered the Buddha after looking at the living room area from the kitchen area. I imagined a Golden Buddha statue. I went into a vajra position and recited the Manjushri mantra. I felt like I was being guided to say it properly, because it was a little difficult to remember the words. Also, there are a lot of distracting activities going on. I was able to hold on for a while before I lost lucidity. This was the longest lucid dream I ever had, and the most aware.
Notes: Daydream, ADA I was in the home of a friend, LP. His parents were there. We were worried they won't accept us, but they seem pretty cool. The place feels very homey. The father was particularly okay, and the mom was actually thinking he's going to end up with another guy friend, LR. We just laughed it off. His father said that he can't help much with the ritual tools though. I was on the street. Supposedly going home after meeting up with friends. The area looks a bit like in one of my dreams before, and at the same time, the area near Cubao irl, near where we take a jeep going to Eastwood. For some reason, I doubled back and waited for my friends in a place that looks very much like a blend of our high school and college irl. I waited for them, and was thinking of surprising them. A guy friend looks a bit lost and he left some money on top of the bag, which he put on the table. I was going to surprise him by pretending to grab the money, but he barely reacted, and just said he thought I was going home. I told them I had to check my bank account's balance. I was inside a house with a lot of people. It felt like home, except not sure which home in particular. I went out and saw even more people outside. Like there's going to be a parade, and all of the people are gathering outside the streets. I was thinking of going to a store or something. Then I saw a few people with guns. I wondered what's going to happen to have people carry guns. They don't look like the police either. I hurried back home instead. We talked about what's going to happen and about the guys with guns. I was in a building. A lot of people are there. There's some sort of a meeting. For some reason, I was hiding. I was looking at the group from a ledge in the building. Then I think a guy noticed me. I hid behind another guy's dead(?) body. I think it was a dead(?) zombie. I used it as a shield as well as a hiding place, but it looked so awkward I'm sure the guy knows I'm there. I heard him shoot the zombie a few times. Then he went a bit around. He's on lower ground. He looks up at me and said something like, "Sorry, I don't know you but...." and he shot me. Only I wasn't dead. He let his guard down, and I just observed him. Then I grabbed his hand to break his little finger. He looked surprised and more amused than afraid. I am looking at a female friend. She seems dazed. She was holding on a Blackberry. I (or was it someone else?) was pressing stuff on touchscreen. Then she woke up. I am looking at a caravan of sorts. A llama leading a camel. I commented to someone how tall and proud the llama looks while the camel looked so down and low. I said it's a great metaphor for kings and slaves. The camel's neck was almost nonexistent, and it was very close to the body. On the other hand, it seems that the camel can survive harsher conditions. We arrived at the destination. I saw a huge peacock with it's beautiful tail feathers spread out. It was majestic. It acts as the throne for the princess. It's that huge. However, the princess wasn't sitting on it at the time. She asked the peacock to lay down its tail feathers and it obeyed. There's another woman (is it also the princess?) who was playing with a NDS on the side.
7:15 a.m. - day dream + MILD 9:23 am {An initiation in Tibetan Buddhism? (no idea what an initiation in Tibetan Buddhism is like, or even if there's one) I was lying face down on the floor/mat. One man stepped on my back to massage me as well. It didn't hurt, and I barely felt anything. There was chanting that I don't understand, and an instruction that I should hold the paper with some characters on my toes. I find it hard to hold on to them, but I persisted. Then I was taught the first character: "Ba". I was shown how the character is written, but one of the guys there is blocking my view, with his legs. I think it was unintentional. I was asked what it means, and I think I know, but I simply forgot. I was chastised, and reminded with clues. It ended with the meaning 'store,' like a place where you buy stuff, but it seems it has also the meaning of 'storing energy.' It was just one character out of a whole set. I think 'te' means hands, like kara-te. But I never got to that point. I was in a place where people are racing in toy cars. Supposedly for kids, adults are the ones driving them in a race track. I was at home in our hometown. People were talking inside the house. Outside, I noticed some peculiarities. It was barely visible, but I saw the shadows of planets on the sky, and one huge planet in particular. Or maybe it was a black hole. All I know is that there are small black circles and one huge black circle on the sky. I tried taking them on my trusty camera, cursing myself for not charging the battery before. Fortunately, it still works. I captured the photos. The sky looks different. Instead of the usual blue sky and white clouds, it's mostly dark violet, with a ranging yellow and orange sun that looked more like a moving painting, a few points of lights that must be the stars, and the black spheres that must be the shadows of the planets, or probably black holes. And there's the huge one. I'm positive it's a planet, and not the black hole. I showed everyone, but they can't see them. I showed them the pictures, but they said they're tricks of lights or just unclear. Some friends and I are playing a computer game. A shooting game with robots and all in first person. We were losing to an opponent who can summon small robotic allies that have low health but are annoying. Together, they can defeat every single one of us. I think my robot was defeated and I watched a friend's robot trying to escape the small black robots. I got so irritated, I brought them out in real life. They were standing on a ledge just under the roof of the mall. I challenged them and threw a basket at them. It almost reached them. I saw the traffic nearby. There's a cop stopping a car for something. I was thinking of grabbing that car and throwing it up. I just walked away. I think there was some sort of panic. I am looking at a blonde boy. He received some sort of package, but were told (not sure by who) not to open it. Then everything just went wild, with friends and allies walking around in some sort of middle-age market, along with the people already present. The 'owner' of the town was talking with a guy, both friends of mine (don't know them irl), and the guy asked if there's lotion around. The owner just talked mostly nonsense. He talked so much he didn't notice that guy already went away. He talked about how rude that was, etc. We met with another friend, who owns a caravan, and we talked a bit. S/He looks dressed in maroon, looking very rich. He reminds me of an image of one of the reincarnation of a Hindu deity, except that of the usual blue, he's brown. After a while, we came across the guy looking for a lotion, and he just smiled shyly and walked away. Then the owner met with two of our fiercer friends who enjoy challenges, and who challenges each other quite often. They ran around the market fighting (not sure how), overturning and/or destroying everything in their path. One reminds me of Hercules, not the cartoon one. He has long, dirty-blonde hair, a strong almost-wild face, and muscular body. The other guy was not so clear, but I think he has black hair. Both have incredible strength. At this point, the owner's features are clearer. He has a mustache, with a top hat? His clothing reminds me of Steampunk, and I think he was riding a vehicle that is very much Steampunk.}
6:51 a.m. I was traveling with mom. She asked where to buy gasoline. I pointed at the station nearby. We went there and the guy charged 1000 pesos. We think he overcharged, and mom thought it was simply horrendous, but instead of disputing it, we moved on. I was shopping in a grocery/bookstore. I was looking at a Combos pack that uses Graham as its 'shell.' I only had a few hundred to spend, and it costs over 50 pesos, but I took it anyway. I also thought of buying Kopiko Brown coffee. I'm not sure if I did. I kept walking around. I saw some interesting books on self-development and magick. I think some tarot decks as well. I passed by a stall with some interesting mantras. A man was also interested and was checking it out. The saleslady/owner asked me to hold on to the paper which may fly away. Sasuke was put in a machine. It's supposed to copy his Sharingan. Somebody traded something for it. A scroll? We pulled him out of the machine, alive fortunately, and the guy who traded for the sharingan is already 'wearing' it on his eye. He thanked us for the trade, although a bit smugly if you ask me. I was near the sea. The beach. I was with a friend, and I was carrying my trusty, point-and-click camera. We saw a HUGE fish very close to the shore; it looked like a huge 'sapsap,' almost like a sunfish in size. Its 'dorsal fin' is above the water level, but I can see very clearly underneath, and it wasn't deep at all. At first I thought it was dead. It was moving but maybe it was just the waves. Then it positively swam parallel to the shoreline, to our left (away from us). After that, we saw more, and I took more pictures. One was a long fish, and there are other fishes bigger than a person. I was in a gym. We were either exercising, doing aerobics, or having a workshop of sorts. I never really figured it out. Everything was fine. I think it was my second time there. It was not 'light,' and most of the lights seem to be off, but there are enough for us to see each other although we're dominated mostly by shadows. After some time, I realize I was naked. This didn't bother me, but it obviously bothered most everyone else. Slowly, they distanced from me. I then noticed most, if not all, of them are females. I thought, if they were offended by my genitals, I could just cover it or wear my boxers. And they could just say so. They were wearing in exercise clothing. After a while, I just looked for my boxers and wore it. Outside the street, we were talking of how to get home.
I was walking in a mostly empty street. I was going home. It was night. At first it was a street in the current city I'm living irl, but as I walked, I got lost. I passed by the street I should turn. I walked back and saw the streets were already too dark. One street has a bridge and the other has a big dog hidden in the dark. There's no light. I walked on, and chose one street. My 'mind' went ahead of me and saw my destination: our home in our hometown (not the current city IRL). That's where I will end up. I continued walking, and I'm seeing the familiar locations of homes even in the dark. There are lights inside the houses.
I first appeared in a casino. I'm walking around the casino game rooms looking for my family. There were several people around the halls and rooms. I don't remember hearing any noises. I walked around the casino searching for any of my family members. I only found one. It was my older sister, looking for the rest of the family too. We both decided to split up and look for them together. She walked towards the direction behind me and I walked towards the direction behind her. I continued walking until I came to a big, noisy hall filled with people. Most of which were laying on the floor or sitting on it. I didn't know what was going on. I met some people and shook some of their hands, I even made a couple of friends. But after this, something totally strange happened. The scenario changed and I was now in the backyard of the home I lived in. There was some kind of a party going on, with some people I have never heard of before. Most of these people were teenagers around 15 years of age. There were also a group of little girls hanging around the front porch of the home. I walked around the home to see if I could find anything of interest. I found a group of teenagers, so I decided to hang around with them. There was this kid I told something to. As we were walking to the front yard of the home, I had told him how boring my real life was. I also mentioned how much better a dream world was. I tried my best to not wake up. Still, I wasn't sure if I was lucid. We stopped right in front of the home porch and found the group of little girls. One went running up to me and hugged me. I was hoping she wouldn't bite me. I felt as if I saw this little girl on television before. I heard a noise behind me coming from the garage. It was my father closing the front garage door. There was something I needed in there or just a place I wanted to hang around in. Me and the group of teenagers walked towards the front yard and I noticed the time of day was bright. I was still able to see things and people clearly. I was first hopping around the front yards to see if there was anything in other yards of other homes. I was using matrix wall abilities to run on the sideways of walls. As I was jumping and running, I did find a home which looked interesting. There was a dalmation dog in a backyard. It was just looking at me. I stared around the area it was in and felt it would be a bad idea to go there. Perhaps there was something else lurking within. Me and the teenagers were in the front yard for a few minutes longer. At one point, I yelled out saying, "Who's dream is this?" I kept on yelling it until I got an answers. I had no clue it was my own dream. I stared at the street in front of me and saw two cop cars pass by observing our actions. The front gate was opened. I walked in front of the gate and stared at the narrow street. I found two girls walked down towards our location. I did not know who one of them was but the other one, I remember. I remember her from piano class my senior year of high school. Her name was Valerie. I walked slowly towards the street and rushed up to Valerie and confronted her. I grabbed each of her shoulders with both my hands and asked her, "Is this your dream?" I shook her. I kept on shaking her until I received an answer. She was trying to escape. I carried her by force over to the home I was in but I was struggling. A few dogs were after me. A pit bull was one of them. Once the pit bull got a little close to me, I grabbed its upper and lower mouth and stretched them apart from each other and broke the mouth. I continued carrying Valerie over to the house. The pit bull was still alive. I hurried over to the house as fast as I could and when I finally stepped in to the property, I closed the front gate. I left one of the teenagers outside the property though. As I was locking the gate, the pit bull was attacking the teenage boy. I watched the scared teenage boy as he struggled to get himself loose of the dog. I carried a bucket over to the front door of the house. The bucket was supposed to be Valerie. I carried the bucket all the way in to the room I lived in. The house was dark, so I had to be cautious. I brought the bucket in to my room and closed the door behind me. I turned on the lamp next to my bed and struggled to turn on the fan lamp. I couldn't turn it on. I quickly walked over to the box(now it was a box), but noticed the area around me was still completely dark. I ignored it and as soon as I got in front of the box, I always had a thought that Micheal Myers was behind me. I ignored those thought and slowly opened the box. Before I got it opened, I woke up to a phone call ringing in the living room.
[Sunday, October 28th, 2012] (This is the last of a series of dreams, and the only one I remember vividly. There was one dream of me on a desert reality show with a multitude of challenges. Before that I was at a strange shopping mall.) I'm at my old house, everything is identical almost. Everyone is doing their own thing in the house, Brent is on the computer and playing games, Casey is watching TV in the living room, Mom is in her room. I'm wandering around the house. I walked out into the kitchen and turn straight into the computer room. I want on the computer pretty bad. But I forget about it and walk away. I walk to the bathroom. I turn on the shower, as I need one bad. All of the water droplets that hit the tub turned brown. I couldn't explain it. But it must be because the shower floor is dirty already and its just becoming clear with water? I cup water in my hands and splash it on the tub until its clean and I get in. After I clean myself and soak for awhile, I wrap a towel around my bottom-half and walk into my Mom's room and begin talking to her. I was on a gameshow sort of thing for a week, but I got kicked off or fired the last day on a Friday. It was supposed to keep going and they'd add new members all the time but I didn't make the cut for some reason. It took place in the middle of the desert. I complained to my Mom about how I had lost, but how I was excited that I was going to be on a cartoon remake of the show that would air this weekend! I wondered to myself how I would be portrayed on a cartoon. I walked into the old bedroom- Brent was playing Nintendo 64. "I wish I could play guitar hero though..." I suggest to him, "Nathan has Guitar Hero for the Playstation 1! Maybe we could borrow it!) Casey was telling me about how he wanted to play an American Idol sort of game that he used to play when he went to camp once. Just then we looked out the window, the whole family, and we saw dark clouds in the distance, looming over the mountains. Mom had her boyfriend over, who was like a combination of Gordon, Ed, Dad and all of the rest of them. My Mom's boyfriend complained because he couldn't hear the storm, because of the all of the TV's and receivers and VCRs and DVD players humming and buzzing. I worked to turn them off, but had immense trouble for some reason. Only some of them would turn off, and some would just reset when I hit the buttons. I gave up as I couldn't turn off the last satellite receiver. We worked to put the blinds and livingroom curtains back up. It was more complex than it should have been. We went around the house fortifying all of the windows and doors and closing everything for sure. I went to the back bedroom, by the old computer room, and checked the window. The one on the left (that normally doesn't exist) was fine, but the one on the right above the bed was creaked open a little. I worked to close it as much as I could when I noticed it was raining... or leaking through the window or something. It was wet around the window. I through my shirt off and tried wiping off the window and putting it up against where it leaked. Casey walked in and said, "The whole bed's soaked!" He was right, the rain was dripping through the ceiling! It was happening everywhere. Water was leaking through everywhere. I grabbed a towel and set it over the bed to cover the blanket and anything else. I went to the closet just as my Dad walked in. I quickly made sure I was turned away so he didn't see my tattoo. I thought to myself, "Had he seen my tattoo earlier?" I quickly put on a purple shirt I found in the laundry hamper. I grabbed more towels and layed them over the bed. I walked out into the living room and saw that the wall was covered in rain drops, continuously being dropped. The rain was getting in somehow, as if our house was made of paper. <dream ends>
Rain, Rain (7:00) I'm walking up five or six stories' worth of stairs with my dad and a friend of his. Somehow I take a wrong turn, and end up going up an outside staircase, rather than the indoor one we were using. I can seed Dad and his friend through the windows, sometimes. I decide that I'll just continue up this way. Maybe I'll even beat them to the apartment. But it's raining outside, so I have to try to hold my clothing in such a way that it won't get too wet. The apartment's pretty nice. I meet some more adults there: acquaintances of my two companions. Sexual Debut (8:03) I'm walking along the sidewalk with a group of college acquaintances, listening to their conversation about wall jumps. Apparently there's a special kind of wall jump that many people from my house can do. One guy in the group is particularly good at it, so they want to see him do it again. He obliges: he jumps about a dozen feet straight into the air, then pushes away from the wall using one foot in such a way that he does a backflip before landing again. It's all very smooth and nonchalant; he controls his momentum somehow by moving one hand in a circle. The others are impressed. "Just how high can these wall jumps go?" one asks. "Well . . ." he says, and he jumps again. This time he jumps all the way above the roof of the building (two stories up), and I'm not sure what he's going to use to push from. But he somehow curves around in the air over us and lands on a high tree branch on the other side of the sidewalk. Then he jumps again, doing another backflip and landing on the roof of a parked car. That was amazing. And so dangerous, but he made it look easy. I had no idea that humans could--wait a second. I don't care how real this looks, I know for a fact that humans /cannot/ jump more than about three feet vertically. If he can do that, then I can set my hand on fire. I spread my fingers in front of my face and watch as they artistically catch fire, dissolving into nothing and blowing away on the breeze. Then my hand goes, and my arm. I'm turning invisible. But my body's still there; I can feel it. Somehow this realization makes me decide that I should have sex. [Note: I'm not actually lucid at this point. I guess because I never did an RC, the moment of lucidity passed as quickly as it came.] Spoiler for sexual content: Moments later, I'm standing in a swimming pool with a girl. (I'm not invisible anymore.) We both know we're attracted to each other, neither of us have done this before, and both of us have decided it's time. There's another group of people in the swimming pool some distance away, but they're not paying any attention to us. We're not sure which sexual positions might work while floating in the water, so we just try a few, laughing. We must look exactly as inexperienced as we are, but that's okay. We end up spooning, and she makes an executive decision that this position will be fine. We sort of zoom around underwater while we do it. One thing about spooning is that it's easy to use my hands to help things along, and before long she has some convulsions that make me think she's probably done. Then she changes position to help me finish. I discover that I'm very ticklish in the area around my butt-hole. Later, while we return to our original corner of the pool, it occurs to me that the pool staff might disapprove of what we just did. Having sex in a public swimming pool is perhaps not the most sanitary thing to do. I get a bit distracted worrying about this. Then we find a friend of ours waiting for us, congratulating us on finally having done it. I laugh and take her hands while saying, "Oh, so it's your turn now?" She laughs, too, shaking her head and saying, "Nooooo." She mentions something about a whiteboard. I tell her that I accidentally left it at my dad's friend's apartment. For no apparent reason, I suddenly wake up. [Surprisingly, this was not a wet dream. Go figure.] Frags: There are a lot of very loud birds outside my bedroom window. I decide to try to view the sound as peaceful and relaxing, rather than irritating. [Perhaps this actually happened. IDK.]
October 20, 2012 5:00-6:46 I got out of my bed and I was in my house. Everything looked normal. I saw some random guy in it, and he was telling me stuff. My dream self decided to try to do some reality checks. He looked at his fingers and tried to count them, but it was too dark to try that. He then tried to look at the clock at the end of my bed, and when he checked to see if the time changed, IT DID!!! I felt a rush of excitement as I became lucid! For some reason, I didn't feel that last time. I immediately remembered to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and spinning around. I was able to do many things, just nothing that was against the physical world's laws. I couldn't fly, I just floated a bit when I jumped. Most of the dream I spent in the house, testing out my powers. My family was there, and I think some people from school. I didn't really interact with them much. I guess I was too interested in my powers. One thing I remember doing was turning the cabinets in my kitchen into ice cream machines, WITH SPRINKLES!!! The ice cream didn't taste like anything, though. There were many more powers I tried doing, but I can't remember them very well. Near the end of the dream, my family and the friends with me wanted to go outside. We all went out, but everyone was flying. I tried to fly, but could only jump and float a little. I tried really hard to turn off the gravity, but instead, I ENDED THE DREAM!!! I woke in real life to go over to the computer and write my second lucid dream. I also did WBTB and MILD before I went to sleep. I did the WBTB a while ago, at around 3:30. For like 6 or 7 minutes I stayed up. I went to sleep then, but I had a regular dream. I think my problem is I don't remember to say the MILD mantra as I fall asleep. I woke again at 4:11 and stayed up until 5:00. I then fell asleep saying, "I will be conscious in my dream."
Updated 10-20-2012 at 12:14 PM by 58207
New Digs (8:33) I'm exploring an outdoor area in a game. There are shiny, giant river rocks buried in the dirt. One of them you can pick up and add to your inventory; the rocks are worth something. It surprises me that there are so many other rocks available--if they make it that easy to make money, inflation will skyrocket. I'm still contemplating the patch of ground when someone else comes by and tries to pick up another rock, a differently colored one. It doesn't work. I laugh and point out that the rock is much bigger than it looks. Together we brush off some of the dirt to see that it's far to big to pick up and add to your inventory. Ah, so that's how the game developers solved it. Later, I brush off some more dirt, and two beer canisters come rolling out from where they were buried. These canisters are three or four feet long and about as wide around as a typical beer bottle. They must have been left behind by the previous campers. Well, they're ours now, and I'm sure we'll make good use of them. Still later, I'm looking around the cabin with my new roommates. I remember the beer canisters and I go back to where I found them, in a corner of the room. I find two more canisters, and soon after, I find the original ones, as well. I distribute them to people around the house, then wonder whether it may have been a mistake to break out the alcohol so soon. Another girl is giving me a worried look that says she's wondering the same thing, so I try to reassure her (and myself) that it'll be fine. I declare to my friends that I believe I've "met the room." You see, I've been feeling stressed and out of sorts, and I think it's probably just from the change of circumstances to this new home. Now that I've had a look around it, I have a much clearer idea of where everything is, and hopefully I'll start feeling more comfortable. But as soon as I say so, I realize that I'm still not clear on a lot of the details. I take another look at the cabinets around the walls, opening them one at a time to see what's inside. Some of them might be wardrobes for my roommates, and I avoid those, because looking in there would be a bit rude. When I get to the kitchen, I'm surprised to find that the cabinet directly above the sink is not actually a cabinet at all. When you open the door, you just see a space between the two neighboring cabinets, and a little triangle where the roof comes together at an angle. Not very well-insulated, to be sure, but it's attractive in a rustic kind of way. I take a look at our computer network. The operating system is basically just a UNIX shell with a blocky monospace font. Somehow I find myself in the directory of my onetime girlfriend (who's one of my new roommates), and I notice that she has folders named "SAIL," "Manchester," etc. [These are videos made by "Nanalew" on YouTube. Obviously I've never met her, but somehow my mind conflated her with my old girlfriend.] It's cool, somehow, seeing those directory names. It somehow invokes the idea of working hard to make something really cool. I feel like I should get to work on my homework assignments soon. I know I have them, and it's not an overwhelming amount of work, but I've been chilling out and doing peripheral things for so long that I might be in trouble if I don't get started soon. I'm feeling a bit stressed, which makes me sad, because, of course, my current life goal is not to feel stressed. I go back into the main room and tell my old girlfriend about it. She sympathizes, and she recommends that I take a "two-thousand word nap." "A what?" I ask. She explains that it's some bad advice that she read somewhere about what to do when you're stressed about homework. I suppose a two-thousand word nap must be between five and ten minutes, and the reason it's bad advice is because when you're up at four a.m. to finish a paper, if you go to sleep at all, you might not wake up again before morning. While she's looking the other way, I contemplate how lucky it is that she's sort of back in my life again. I wonder if she'll be at all interested in cuddling when we're doing homework together, or what have you. I'm pretty sure everyone would agree that cuddling is better than not cuddling, but maybe she would want to avoid it because it would make it seem like we're dating again. I go into another room of the house, where there's swing music playing. Nobody's there except one woman, who shows me a new move called the "Haymitch" [or something like that]. I have no idea if I'm doing it right, but it seems to involve standing shoulder-to-shoulder and pointing with your outside hands. I decide that's enough of that and take my leave to go to another part of the room. On a whim, I dance a bit by doing a hopping move for four beats in a row. Afterwards, I feel it went surprisingly smoothly. Maybe I would actually be good at swing dancing.
J is over the house with his annoying little friends and I am the only one home to look after them. They then after a long time of screaming and yelling go outside to our neighbor's house. I am relieved. My dad then comes home and asks where Joshua is at, even though I know he had to pass all those kids just to get home. I say that he's next door and he tells me to go get him because it's late. I get up and exit the house I walk a few ways through the lawn and yell at Joshua to come back in the house.
I was at home; it was morning, and I was thinking about what to write in my dream journal. I suddenly got the feeling that perhaps I was still dreaming and did a reality check to confirm this. I had six fingers. "I am dreaming!" I said. Even though there was no one else around, I thought I would sound crazy if someone did happen to hear me from another room, so I did another RC just to make sure I really WAS dreaming before I started talking to myself about the fact that I was dreaming. This time, I counted seven fingers. For once, I actually remembered the Task of the Month. "Okay, for the Task of the Month, I have to be bitten by a vampire... or a zombie or a werewolf," I reminded myself. "Now, where am I going to find a vampire?" Being in my seemingly-empty house seemed like a bit of a problem here, but I quickly came up with a solution. "Oh, well, there was that one vampire who spent the night..." I said, hoping that would work, though I was a bit too uncertain about that. I entered my room to look for this vampire, who was hopefully there. Not only was no one there, but my room was dark for some reason. I'd also stopped talking, which has begun to have a rather predictable result. This caused me to inadvertently close my eyes, try to open them, and end up opening my real eyes instead. Oops.
So here's where I'm at. I'm at home trying to decide what I should get Quynh(friend) for her birthday. I think she was still mad at me for yelling at her in this dream. There's a couple of guys in the home walking around the house with small notebooks in their hands. I asked one of them if I could see what was inside this book. A couple of the boys gave me a chance to read the book but as soon as I opened it, I found some secrets. This was a gift for Quynh and inside this book, I read the word, "J'aime". I thought it meant love in French, so after reading it, I was shocked. I felt like doing something insane to these boys, like killing them. But I woke up instrad.
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