Walking down a massively wide stair case, filled with everyone I know, and have known, all together. We are all registering for a really amazing festival of guided meditation and instructions for how to apply meditation to our every day lives. Everyone is happy to be here as we file through the registration area. There are a lot of Buddhist monks and nuns with us, but mostly regular people. Maybe a 1:6 ratio. After people check in, they go to where they are staying, because it is a multiple day long event. One of my friends is staying in the same building as the main event is held, another friend is right across the street. I see him walk to his room in a large hotel building, and tell others how close he is to everything! I have to specifically give detailed instructions for which building I am referring to, pointing doesn't do it for them. "Not the building on the corner, but the next one to the right. The tall yellowish one, directly across the street from us" Then I realize I have no place to stay... I have not booked a room at all, and will soon need one. I'm okay with that, at least I made it here! Quite broke, I can't really afford a place to stay, so there's not much I can do about it. Managing to find a relatively cheap room, about $50/night, I decide to hang out near registration and see if anyone else needs a place to sleep and will split the cost with me. I consider charging more than a fair split, but decide against doing so.
Me and some family drive through a wooded area in the rv. When we get to a dead end there is a thrashed bike there, we then turn right & now we are in a small black car, we are driving into to some sort of an event, there is a stadium bowl, with the outer balconies completely covered in people, and a line all the way from the stadium entrance to the large parking lot. I think "oh crap are we going to have to wait in this long line", but then my grandma turns into one of the 2 driveway entrances that are between the 2 lines of people, then I wonder why I even doubted my grandma. As we're slowly driving towards the entrance, a woman stops us and asks us if we can take her teen daughter to the entrance also, then the daughter turns around and argues with her mom about how embarrassing it is and how she's gone up to the entrance by herself before, so while they argue, we just drive away. We get to the entrance and go inside. It looks like a hotel registration, there is a table with cards, I watch grandma pick one up and begin to fill it out with random numbers. Then sudden;y I'm by myself back in the wooded area, I don't remember the way we got here so I can't back track so I decide to go to the stadium and hopefully someone I know is there. I walk to the dead end and decide to take the trashed bike to ride it to the stadium, when I get to the hotel registration door I throw the bike to the side then enter the building. There is a small line at the card table, everybody in line gives me a dirty look, then I see in my peripherals a older woman and her teen daughter who entered after me trying to walk faster than me to get ahead of me in line, so I bust out into a run and beat them to it, and I know they're giving me dirty looks from behind so I turn around and get in their face and tell them "I don't give looks, I punch faces", then they look to the ground and act like nothing happened. Then I turn back forward and talk to the two girls in front of me I tell them hello and they say hello back, I can tell one is genuine while the other is fake. When it's our turn at the registration table, the two girls go to one end of the table and pick a card up to fill out, and I go to the other end and I place my cellphone one the table, as I do that I know the fake girl snags my cellphone so I tell her to give me it back, she acts like she doesn't know what I'm talking about, so I grab her cellphone that is sitting on the table and motion like I'm going to throw to the ground, then she panics and gives ion and hands me back my cellphone, but she has a stupid smug look on her face so I throw her cellphone at her face. I pick up one of the cards from the table and a pen, but I try to remember the numbers but I can't so I tell the person behind the table that my family has already filled one of these out and she enthusiastically say "oh well let me check the computer for them" while she does that my family appears and tells me to go with them. So we go and walk through another door, we have to choose our own room, I go into to on to the left, it's got 2 beds and ramones shirt laying every where, I tell them this is a good one, but they don't want it, they go to the room to the right, I tell them the one at the end is good and has 2 beds as well, but my uncle say we are getting this one in the front, but I can't believe it because it has only one bed and no wall for blocking off the lobby, just a small curtain, I tell him soon all the sports fans will be in line in the lobby and as I say that they come in and teenage boys keep peeking in to the curtain, and I tell my uncle "you see! they're already peeping toms", but my uncle say its fine they wont even though they already are. So I call him a dumb ass then walk to the lobby worker and ask him if there is a solution to this problem and he says yes, there is a pullout wall, I say thank goodness and walk back to the shitty room to tell them, then my uncle say's "see it works out", and I say "yeah no thanks to your dumb ass." Then suddenly we are at my grandmas house for dinner and we're still bickering and my damn sister in law just busts into it like it's any of her business so I leave the tools to argue amongst their selves with their idiotic points and go into the living room with my niece and we eat candy and the hard candies taste so horrible and bitter but the chewy candy tastes so sweet like watermelon.
(I had this dream two times in one morning, I woke up after it for the first time, and for the second I dozed back off to find myself repeating it exactly.) I am in some sort of registration type event for my new school, although threre are only 4 people in the entire dream. Two other people and I walk through the large empty halls of my soon to be high school, one of these people is my old literacy teacher, Mr.Kawalek, and the third person is unknown (I don't really get a good look at him.) we walk down a short hallway and into a classroom where a short brown haired female teacher about 5.5 ft tall waits for us with black and white balloons in her hand. She hands eatch of us two black and one white balloon and asks us to make carbon dioxide, I tie the two black balloons on either side of the white balloon and the unknown person does the same, however Mr.Kawalec ties two back on one side of the white and says "I made the pre-courser to it, carbon hydroxide" (ofcorce in wakeing life this makes no since, however I did not question the reality even the second time.) we eatch hand our products to the teacher and on our way out of the room she makes a comment on how complex CO2 is, in response I think to myself sarcasticly "yagh, real complex" while I compare it with DNA. (and here the dream ends.)
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