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Kim has a laptop, one that I was using for iTunes. An error occurs and a box appears. It's nothing but numbers. There is a space to type. Kim picks up my phone and looks up something. She tries to type it but it doesn't work. I tell her that the program is not meant for that. She gets mad, thinking that I just don't want her using my phone or the laptop.I tell her to think about it like a different language. The program only recognizes numbers. So typing letters won't work. She ignores me and keeps trying to type words. I tell her that she's using the wrong language. I then tell her to imagine a new language, one that we don't understand and it doesn't understand us. She says okay. I ask her what good would it do, talking to someone like that. They can't understand us and we can't understand them. And speaking our language, as if they should understand, does no good. Regardless of the speaking or typing, it simply won't work. She nods her head in understanding.

07/03/2012

The shop was in some random place, almost seemed like a church or inside a Mall. D was staying a bit late after work and I had stopped by. I had decided to stay around until he had left the shop. He had greeted me, and he was waiting on G to come pick him up. He was dressed in a leather jacket and had some sunglasses on, and while he was waiting on her, he sat down with me and decided to talk. I (think) I had talked to him about him taking me on as an apprentice. While we were talking however, some other people started showing up, and just being assholes. One guy had punched this other kid in the face, and some other stuff. Then I had gone inside some other room with him, while he was waiting outside. I don't know what I was doing in this room, I could have been drawing, or cutting something. However, there was Billy (Someone I had worked with previously, I don't know him that well though), and a few girls and such around the room talking and doing their own thing. This one guy who was sort of built and seemed to be the head of the 'gang' that was causing the annoyances around the area decided to start messing with D. Taking his sunglasses and putting them on, then saying some weird names. D just looked at him with an evil eye and while the guy was egging him on, I had made a smart comment (Something like, you might not want to do that or something) and this random guy beside me started trash talking me. Said something about my facial hair not being grown in all the way and shit, while he was perfectly clean shaven. (This is when Billy appeared) So I politely, but in a smart matter said "Well this is a 4 day growth, how well can you get a beard started?" The guy said it was bullshit and there was no way I had that much facial hair within 4 days, which is when I turned to Billy who also has a lot of facial hair and it grows in pretty fast as well. I had asked him if it was possible and how fast his current facial hair had grown in. He also claimed 4 days, and smiled a big smile. D did end up knocking the dude who was messing with him in the Jaw.

After leaving the shop and all, I had suddenly appeared in a car on the way to some factory or something. It was by a KFC and a lot of people were harvesting trash and such. While I was in the car, a guy who was named Louis was talking with his wife up a ways, but I could hear them faintly. She had driven off, and he had a baby in his arms. He was walking toward me. When he had gotten to the car, he had asked me if I could watch his baby for him while he went to go talk to his boss about taking the day off and such (something about his wife and baby drama). I said sure, and he had placed it into the seat next to me. The baby was caramel colored and had dreadlocks, which was quite strange because it only appeared to be a few months old, or even a year. So as I'm watching this child and tickling it, I realize I don't have pants (It could be because I had removed them in waking life before going to sleep...) So I cranked up the truck and had driven off with the baby to my house to get some pants. As I had made it home, my house was quite different than the one I was living in. I had woken up in my bed (in the dream, false awakening maybe?) next to the mystery woman. She and my mother (who appeared in her late 60s or so...) started asking me why the hell I had a baby in the truck and why I didn't bring him inside. I had said that I forgot I even brought a baby with me, and all that stuff. The mystery woman started saying things in Spanish and English (was hard to follow, but I seemed to understand... Also, the only way I'll put this side note, is that I had a very 'nice' feeling to hearing the Spanglish to put it mildly). I had told them that I had hurried home to put some pants on because I had woken up earlier to go to work on time. Turns out it was my first time on the job, so I didn't even know where to clock in or anything, so I ended up running back home and getting some pants. I had again left for work after the mystery woman getting me some pants and went to let Louis know the baby is at my house until he gets off of work because he will need his job in order to support the baby. Then I had woken up.

I was at a rocky beach with AK and DM and it was in Bunbury and the part we were at had a name but I can't remember what it was but there were blowholes and we all went to look to see that it was the greatest beach in Bunbury. Then we did something behind the rocks (which were stopping the water from hitting us) but then the tide started picking up and much water came over the rocks but managed to dodge us, luckily. We escaped and when we looked back the water passing over the rocks was in the shape of an old man with a big head, big nose and walking stick.
We had to jump down some rocks to avoid it and it was quite scary. I went to jump but luckily the rock I was on started falling (due to water behind me) and although that was scary I managed to jump from there to the next one and got away safely because the distance was already small from the original rock falling.
We went to some place where AK asked if I wanted Turkish bread, it was only (!?) $30 each or 4 for $90. I wasn't so sure because it was so expensive but I was considering buying it because I know that Turkish bread is so good. There was also some nice cheese spread to go with it or something like that. Like ricotta cheese. And it was near some spot that looked a lot like a bank teller but outside.
While we were walking towards that place there were similar water-cloud thingies and the one we were heading towards was in the shape of AK, I thought, but DM and AK sort of disagreed. There was an alleyway or something with one of AK's friends, or maybe not her friends but some art exhibition she was interested in.

We were on an adventure about 5kms from Perth with many other people, maybe about 40 of them.

I found my iPod (I do not have one; I used to have one a couple of years ago but it was stolen).

I washed something in water and left the bucket full (it was a bucket with a tap and a plug that you pull up or down to "activate") by accident. The bucket was near the computer room in Australind.
Later on, Dad came back into the room with myself and my sister and other people and told us not to use the computer because he'd spilled water near it. I immediately thought oh shit I left the bucket full, so proceeded to clean it up. It was just on the carpet, only a little bit and not even near the computer, but I thought I'd go vacuum it anyway.
I went to get the vacuum and I cam edown from the bush and threw the vacuum down onto the yellow sand (which had totally changed from the yellow carpet location).
I went and did something else with my sister, involving my iPod.
Then I went back to the sand and retrieved the vacuum which was really good; I remember my sister telling me that the "neck" wasn't long enough even though it was really expensive, which is true. I didn't actually use it because I thought it would be dumb to use on sand because it'd just suck everything up and get full. So I went to retrieve it and the sand was a main road and grabbed it with my sister there to help. We waited for a gap in the cars (took a while, it was pretty busy) and I quickly grabbed the vacuum, then passed it to my sister. She had to take it away quickly because I was stuck in the sand. She thought this was just an excuse to listen to my iPod, but I was actually stuck.

We then went to our adventure place. There was a criminal there and I was responsible for making sure he stayed put. The authorities were too trusting of him and thought it would be okay to let him stand freely, but every time I slacked off with the ropes (which were more like jewellery beads than chains/ropes), he'd start to attempt to get free and run off. At first we were trying to bind him properly.

Then we were waiting in line to get onto the bus home. I was still responsible for holding this guy and I had to bind him around his arms and stuff. As we got to the end of the line, Mrs M took the chain off everyone (everyone had one) and the chain's blue colour (although it wasn't really a colour, more like a vibe) disappeared and she put it away to the side. Everyone was connected.
I think it went from that guy being in trouble to me being in trouble. Something to do with my iPod, again.

The bus was airconditioned and many people wanted to get on it because it was promoting the release of a blockbuster movie, a week or two after it had been released. It was like that movie's "experience". It was similar to avatar or something, but with queens of the desert.
Mr and Mrs M controlled the bus, and there were a few black people on it. Most of the seats were reserved for those that booked it for the movie experience.
My seat was on the second story and you had to climb up from underneath, open a hatch to climb through and sitting on the seat next to it, letting your feet dangle through the hatch. I knew that I had to get comfy because there were 5 hours to get to Perth. I attempted to climb up there at first with my stuff (a bombcase-type thing) like the ones that hold AK's cameras), but it was too hard so I climbed up there without anything.

There were two pinoys across from me on the right (I was on the left) and they were looking at various things you could do on the bus. Turns out they could call the Catholic Church. And you had to speak in Tagalog to do that. I let them do that, it must've been good for their religious beliefs or whatever. One of them was Aunty MFe.