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Morning of October 23, 2013. Wednesday.



In a dream that seems somewhat age-angst-relevant (concerned about getting older I suppose, not “old”, just older), I am back in school, but it is not any school I ever went to and my classmates are all unfamiliar. There are about seven or eight students (at least three females and a few males) and my mother (who died years ago) is also there. It almost seems to be a music studio in my home in Cubitis as well as my mother’s last room in Wisconsin at a sister’s house before moving into the Manor. A taller dark-haired female (completely unfamiliar in all ways) who seems to be someone important to me talks with me. Later, just as the school day is an hour from ending, I start to get annoyed for some reason, wondering what I am doing there. My mother asks a different taller dark-haired girl (who has her back to me and looking at a computer, as are most of the others - with about five or six computers in the room, which I never saw growing up in reality) about something in a way that seems to imply she is trying to be a “matchmaker” somehow and mistaking her for the other girl - asking her something about an e-mail address or something, I think. I am rather annoyed and shaking my head and trying to get her attention away from her and make subtle hints about it being the other girl (which really makes no sense at all from my perspective) without anyone knowing the person has (or could have) a connection to me.

I get more and more annoyed, the most annoyed being from a cassette tape that I had recorded a lot of music on and it (the tape itself) turns into tangled yellow felt inside the cassette case (which makes no sense - I have had brand new “dud” tapes in real life but not like this - I also have had tapes get “eaten” in real life years ago, but it has not been a concern for about fifteen years or so - and why would I try to record on felt anyway - I have worked with felt and wonder why people ever bother to use it - it is extremely fragile and very short-lasting). I get the feeling, that, even though it seems I have two or three years of school left that I am “never going back” (which I say in my dream) and am “done with it all” as well as the seeming two weeks for the particular “class” I am in at the time. It seems rather final and even positive in some ways (but considering it also seems to be at my own house, it makes no sense). After a time, as I am waking, I realize I am not a young teenager, but am fairly “old” and feel quite strange as if I had moved briskly through time. Not really a regret, just wondering what had happened.

“Red tape” is the idiom that refers to excessive regulation or rigid conformity to formal rules considered redundant or bureaucratic though there may be a subtle association with the “yellow tape” - possibly also a subtle relevance to “yellow pages” and communication. Felt may relate to feeling as in human feeling or feeling healing (though again, I see it as fragile and very short-lasting).

August 2, 2013

I was in a mall. I was naked with some people. We were holding something up with our hands raised up. I think it was a boat. Like a dragon boat. We were in one line. A guy behind me tried to push his crotch behind me. I resented that and pushed him away. He might have felt my annoyance and left. We continued with the 'parade.'

I was in school or a place where we were watching a film. I went to the comfort room. Some guys were naked. I had to take a leak but the urinals were removed. Yellowish light. I had to pee on the floor in the corner. I went out and realized I can barely see. I left my glasses in the comfort room, so I went back and took it. When I returned to my seat, I realized that my glasses were there as well. I 'combined' them by hiding them from sight and then showing them again as one.

NOTE: I've been doing 9 purif breathing almost every night this week, except once when I was too tired. Then I did some reverse RC/ADA, but I can barely do it every hour. Will continue for another week. I also do zhine meditation focusing on the breath, but I can barely do so without my mind jumping to dozens of other thoughts.


6:10 a.m.

A red scorpion with a jeweled yellow crown.

Running away from a demon, which does not react to banishing techniques we know.

There's a book that might be available in a moving bookstore. I or someone else said that we've looked through a lot of bookstores already, but it's worth a try. The book is available. The price should be around 400 or 450 pesos, but the vendor changed it to 1000 or 2000. I declined, then he started to move his mobile bookstore away. I or something else killed him. I vaguely remember throwing the mobile bookstore into bits. Something fell off the sky and trashed the dilapidated bookstore. I think the book has something we can use against the demon. I recall seeing my crush (B.Sasdfasdf), but not sure what happened.

An escape.

9:35 a.m.

Running or escaping. Going up and down a building. There's a way to go up or down. An elevator and a zip line.

4:35 pm

I was in a mall. It was night. The lights are mostly yellow. I got a call, to go home or to meet with an aunt to get money and food, in Cavite or Makati. I felt fun.

I was in the forest. Somehow felt like it was Mt. Banahaw. I saw JN going to ride a tricycle. A lot of other people are taking it. I asked where they're going. He mentioned some place. I nodded, went to RR, and told him. I was hoping to join.

The Walking Dead style. Carl (the character in the series) was bit. They're deciding whether to shoot him, or how to save him. I (or someone else) was telling them that they should kill him.

I was in the LRT station, in Cubao I guess. We're waiting for something, so we can go somewhere. Maybe meet up with JN and the rest? I asked the guard if I could use the train shortcut. He was going to decline, but I told him something (which I forgot), and he suggested I just go there, write down my name, email and some sort of number (SSS or phone?). I lined up, and the others lined up behind me. I was concerned because the person in the entrance might wonder. Then I saw GM arrive. I went out of the line and talked to him. The rest followed me.

NOTE:

Did MILD: "I am lucid in my dreams"
Did ADA, mostly

NOTES: 100, stay put upon awakening (Yuppie's DEILD technique)

1. M's birthday. I wasn't invited. R was there. M said something harsh to me, but I forgot what. I cried and I left. There were allies who accompanied me. Witches.

2. Train station. Hurry. Bike. But it has four wheels, and two are made of spirals lying flat on the floor. It's a bumpy road. Looked for a CR. I need to change. Clean. It was near a restaurant. Barely recognized because the sign on the door is soooo small. I tried to pee on the urinal, but some guy left his stuff there. I told him to take it. I can't see because of a blinding light. There are a lot of people in the comfort room. The color is sickly yellow. I went inside the toilet room. It's hard to lock. On the left room, I heard some noise, and saw two sets of legs underneath. Ignored them. I stod up and I can see people passing by outside. I saw Iv pass by and called his name. He asked "Which Iv?" I thought probably it's not him. I saw No on the right room. I was outside, walking. The church was hiding the MRT or the mall.

Woke up, DEILD, thought of running. I need to hurry. I'm in my hometown. Planning to take a bus to the crossing area. A feeling of "too late."

Bus on rotunda. Elephant. A dystopian cage. Yellow and black. Fighting. A huge enemy. Gap in the cage. A female enemy. Harder to defeat. Hero or me fell into lava. Turned himself myself into molecules. Flew. Ice. Freeze. House. Someone wants to take the object. Someone protecting it. Two objects.

Ministop. Buying barbecue. 18 of each different kind. A and M are married and have a daughter.

The dark forest. Transformation. Demon summoning. House. Gnome. Cloak of invisibility. Drunk with power. Dwarves. Fight. Rath's mom. Oil. Chicken oil. Exercise. Swords. Yellow shirt. Blue short. Red?

Went up to a mall with friends. Are we avoiding someone or something? Side of the mall. No escalator. Stairs. Almost off.

Boat. Seaside. Yellow orange sunset by the sea. Circling a mall.

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs.

We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

August 29, 2012

I am in the LRT or MRT. I am checking Facebook. I'm 35th in rank on Facebook. I think it's because I upload a lot of stuff. I see my latest upload of photos. Three were photos of high school classmates. They're not very clear. They look old. Yellowish color. One of the people there is my high school crush, M. In the photos, he doesn't have any pants, but his shirt was long enough and covers his private areas. He was standing on the right side of the photos, and the others, our high school classmates, are on the left side. I think there were at least three others who are fully clothed. I remember a bluish color shirt. They seem to be making fun of him. I feel that he doesn't mind, and also seems to think it's funny.

I am lying face down on the bed. There is something heavy on my upper left back. I am almost lucid as I become aware of the bed. I look and see a guy. Color theme is white. We talk, but topic is blurry. He looks Asian. He lies on his back after a while. He's skinny. His stomach showed. I bite it gently.

I am looking at my face in the mirror. My hair is shorter, and my mustache and short beard are gone. I think it makes me look fat.

NOTE: M did come to mind when I did LaBerge's Guided Reality Test. Focused on high school as well. I also listened to Dream Lotus and Flame Tech, but not immediately before sleep. No candles nor incense.

NOTE: Used subliminal audio 1 by ninja in DV. Jasmine tea before sleep. Reverse day recall.

Dream:

Dark. Lightning. People fighting. Super powers. A small child with super strength. A giant cross. Night. Fighitng another being with a giant cross. "I" threw the giant cross at him. After fight. Dad stays behind. "I" was unconscious for a few days. The strong woman. is there.

Walking. Night. LRT station. Morning. Walking down the street. A school. Roman type. Architecture. Some people. Formal clothing. Yellow. Golden. Inside building. A guy in tux. Looks lost.

A stair. Near school.

An old man. Me as a young kid. A writer. Online. Car. Plants. Animals.

An alien world with strange animals. An old guy. A couple of young guys. An old guy leaving his millions to me. Teaching me drawing. Reading a book. Drinking water.

A house. Dorm. Search. Work. Divided among people. EJ? Food court. Search. Rob. Searching documents. Magick and dark age files. Atheism office. Don Paez.

Super Mario World. Vanilla 1 stage? Short. Up. Slide. Mnk. Red and yellow. Game.

I'm at my hometown. There's a greedy politician. I was (or we were) observing her, walking along the park, pointing at plants and stuff, with a few people.

I'm at home. The color is predominantly yellow. I was arranging a fan to hit us properly.

I'm inside a comfort room, using the toilet, and washing myself down.

30.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took an afternoon nap, I wanted to just sleep for an hour starting at around 1:40-2 PM, woke up to the alarm that I set for 3 PM I believe, but then I slept again and woke up at around 5PM.

Spoiler for Insight on what I did before sleeping...:

All of these dreams were realistic, and again, I did not check to see if I was dreaming. I even did some weird stuff that would be abnormal to do in reality, but I just went with the flow.

And you know how when you walk around in a dream, and you walk for a decent amount of time, which should allow you to test your surroundings? Like you suddenly stop and question everything, but I didn't do that.

The last dream was just freaking crazy.

I remember the things I did like crazy, the people's expressions, almost all of them were positive towards me, even if I assumed that they were trying to be mean.

And the recall from these dreams, I don't know how I can still remember them, but that's a good thing no? Guess the image association is getting better and better for me now.

The amount of detail may be a bit abnormal to some, but it's thanks to me adding images to my dream journals that has helped me hold large details in a specific image or set of images in my head until I need to type/write them later on.

I think remembering dream senses are also helping me develop longer recall of these dreams.

KAOMEA, thanks for suggesting that I do focus on other dream senses (even though I knew about it for a while now, you just convinced me to go back to it again ).

Dream 1: Walking up to Random Apartment

This is probably just a dream fragment but, I remember walking upstairs somewhere to go to a room. I remember a bowl of crackers with peanut butter in them stacked around some area of this apartment.



I can't remember much for that one.

Dream 2: Leaving Class

The dream starts out from me being in class, and the teacher was giving instructions on how to play this game. Apparently it was suppose to be a simulation on surviving some kind of attack, and we were all given individual statistics on a card lined up with a specific trait (like how much you were likely to survive something or doing something).



It was basically like a role playing game where you could upgrade, but in real life. He was explaining the different parts, and I saw that a number that I remembered the most was "16". The person to the right of me had the number "25."

I was a little concerned because I found that other people had values higher than mine, but I didn't say anything but worry a little bit.

Then the teacher was done explaining and saying that he'll see us all tomorrow. But overall, the day felt like a Friday, so I wanted to tell him that, but I kept quiet.

The whole class was quiet too, and then the teacher caught himself and apologized and then said that he'll see us on Monday. Then as I head out, I see a DC that looks exactly like my Uncle.

He was wearing a striped dress shirt with short sleeves that was blue overall with different shades of blue. It seemed he had his hair trimmed a little bit.

I look at him and he looks at me, and he's smiling at me. I go up to him to shake hands with him and he's like "Hey, man!" with a positive tone. After we talked for a few more seconds, he had to go to the bathroom. He didn't tell me, but he had to leave and I turned back to see where he was going.

I keep going, and the place I'm in has brown brick walls to it, and brown tiled floors too. There was a few bright yellow-ish lighting in the area.

I go further and further from the initial point in the dream and find that my cousins came out of one of those small areas you see in Supermarkets that would have a Starbucks, McDonalds, etc.



I go up to them, and they recognized me. There are 3 of them. I shook hands with two of the guys, and hugged the female. I don't remember what I asked them, but I hanged around with them a little bit before leaving them as well.

Dream 3: Starbucks look-a-like Store


Now I'm outside, and I go to this area that seems to be selling deserts and other sugary things. It seemed to be like a Starbucks-look-a-like, but from what I remember, the place had small shades of red to it.

It was like being in a Circus almost, with the striped and slanted coverings in case it rained. There were several sections of this large place outside. It had sections for deserts and other things.

There were places to sit as well. There were stools with tables, or just tables with chairs to them. I believe the chairs, stools, and tables had different shades of red to them, and even some pink to them as well.



I see a Black female DC who was pretty young, she looked a lot like the girl from "Everybody Hates Chris." For some odd reason, I assumed that she was a relative of mine.



I greeted her I think and she does the same, and I asked her what I wanted from the Menu that I could barely read. I also asked if I could have a Vanilla Milkshake, and she said "Of course! Of course we have that!" with a happy tone.

Then I see a used Vanilla Milkshake on another table, and I see the Starbucks logo on it, and the small details of it like the small linings on the back for the employees to write down what the order was.



It was quarter-filled with Vanilla Milkshake (or Vanilla Bean Frappuccino for you addicts).

Then the same girl gives me a phone that seems to be some new slim version of a Blackberry. It was really slim and thin. It had a rotating scroll that was flat (like a small disk placed on top of the phone that you could move around with your thumb in a circular motion).



At first I thought this was a toy, but apparently the place gives free phones. So I'm playing around with this phone a little, looking at the small features it presented (it was a new phone that was in a small plastic package).

Then the girl was sitting down with me for a little while before going up to tell the others what my order was. She was telling me that I could give her something better. She said she was selling an XBOX for $99.

I took some time to bask in that price, and then to make sure, I asked her "For an XBOX 360?" She says yes, and then I started to think about it.

Then to the right of me, I swore I sensed another DC at another table was trying to listen at our conversation, but I didn't want to look back, I just had the DC with my peripheral vision while talking to the girl.

Then I believe I wanted order more stuff from the Menu, and I said that it won't be a problem since I could afford it. I was looking at my wallet, and it resembled the one I have in waking life. There was some money in it, but I didn't pull it out completely to to see if I had a certain amount of dollars.

Then I told her that for the XBOX 360 price, I said I'll think about it I believe, and she leaves to probably go finalize the order for whatever I ordered.

Then when she's gone, for some odd reason, I'm pissed that she's telling me that she's selling an XBOX 360, I was complaining how that's the price range everyone gives (even though I haven't seen an XBOX 360 that would be in good condition for that much however).

I can't remember anything else from that dream. I probably was just waiting at the table for my food order to come in.

Dream 4: In Class or Seminar and Going To Lunch

Before I start talking about what I experienced in this dream, I just want to mention that I had the opportunity to get lucid because I was walking to lunch long enough to where I'm wondering where I am to do an RC. But this was another vivid dream that I took for reality.

I'm sitting in class, the seats we were sitting in were just fold-able seats without mini desk to rest your hands on. All of the chairs were white, and I was sitting at the front row at the top right corner. The carpet was dark blue with small bits of other colors that didn't dominate the overall color though.

There where white boards on walls almost on every side. (The boards that you can use markers on and wipe with an eraser, and they had the small extension on the bottom to put the markers or erasers on for later use).



A lecturer, who I believe was female was talking about something I didn't remember too much on. She was fairly dark-skinned, but I didn't pay too much to her facial features, I was just listening to her.

After she was done talking, she asked a question on who wants to get an extra +16 points if they wore some pink coat or shirt if they were in Nursing or something (If you remember from the second dream above this one, I had the number "16" on a card, but now a DC is saying the word sixteen this time).

Then I realized I raised my hand for the wrong reasons, I'm not pursuing Nursing nor am I interested in it. But I didn't freaking care, I just raise it until she picks me. The classroom of DCs started to go "Awwwwwwwwwww" in a sad tone.

I then realized that the classroom mostly consisted of females. If I had paid attention to the females around me instead of using peripheral vision, some would've been familiar DCs of people I knew and saw in High School.

Then I wore the Pink Jacket and everyone left class (there wasn't a bell ringing, so I assumed this was College, but it had mixes of High School elements to it).



Everything now is in Third-Person Perspective. I'm seeing the back of myself walking with my upper body slightly slanted, as if I was walking like a caveman for a while, but I think I straightened myself up quickly.

I'm on the top floor of the building that I'm in. I guess my intention was to go to lunch now. So I keep moving forward to get to the double doors (the ones you push the small and horizontal bar to open the door).

Then I go down the stairs a little bit, and I stopped a little bit to look around the place. I hold on to the railing of the stairs, and I look down to see that the stairs were structured like they were going to rotate until you reached the bottom floor.


This meant that there was a gap in between when you started turning (you know how you can see the other set of stairs by glancing from above? It was like that).

(It's hard to see in that picture, but you can see there's a big gap between the swirling stairs where you can look down at the bottom floor)


The gap was big enough for me to jump down to save more time instead of walking all the way down these sets of stairs (but in reality, you wouldn't want to jump that far down because of obvious reasons). I reached the bottom floor in a few seconds, and then I hear two DCs talking to each other as they're going down the stairs.

They were in the Corp Cadet attire that people wore at my University (only if you were in the Corp). One was a black DC who was in my Biochemistry Introductory course my first semester in college.



He was with his friend who had Corp attire as well, I just assume it was his friend, I didn't pay attention because I was busy jumping through the the gap to get to the bottom floor. The guy was trying to sing a song along with his friend, but it felt like they couldn't get the lyrics right.

So they ended up laughing and stopped singing the song. I'm at the bottom floor, and the flooring was white with very tiny spots of black to it. It resembled the area at Mayde Creek High School that was near the cafeteria.

Then I realize I'm wearing a Yellow Jacket now instead of the Pink one that was given to me for free, and I was also wearing a dark Violet shirt. I thought to myself that I was wearing complimentary colors for like a split second and just kept walking.



I go to the Cafeteria of this random environment mixing in several elements of High School and other places. I picked the shortest line. The place was structured to where there were holders attached where you could slide your trays and wait for the Cafeteria people give you what you wanted.



I peeked over at the selections they had, and looked at other lines that were waiting for other food. I saw more appealing food on the other side, but the line was too long for me, so I bared with what was given to me at the line.

As I'm busy sliding my tray, I see green Onions that weren't chopped completely, in fact, it looked as if they just came out of the plastic package and was lined up. By the time I get there, there was like 1-3 sticks of Green Onions.



The food that was served to me, I only remembered it looking like potato and other types of meat, but as I went further in the tray line, the food and place started to get smaller and smaller to where I was just holding a really small and thin bowl of what looked like soup instead of Provisions and other types of food.

As I'm trying to balance this small bowl in my hand, I had to grab several white napkins along the way to the cash register so I wouldn't lose too much of my food. I kept doing this for a while until I finally found a line to place my food on to slide while I wait for my turn to pay.

Then realized that I had to give a school lunch pin (In the schools that I was in, you had a Student ID that would also give you a lunch pin # if you signed up for something that would give you cheaper lunch prices, and you would get the same thing everyone else had to pay a higher price for).

I'm now speculating on what the hell my School lunch pin would be. Then it's my turn to pay, and I get my wallet out instead of entering a pin. The debit card (at least I thought it was a debit card) was Maroon, like the main color of Texas A&M University at College Station.



The cash register accepts it and she starts calling some number, probably to verify something. Then she started to take too long waiting for the call, I got impatient and told her that I can just pay her with cash instead.

I get my wallet out again to get some cash, I believe I was going to give her $10 so that she can give me some change back.

Then as I turn my head back to her to give her the money, she turns around and starts trying to break the debit card into pieces!

I'm telling her to don't do that, and I wave my hands around a bit panicking and telling her to stop. The freaking woman tears it in half.

Then I realize I'm sitting down at some random lunch seat with some random people.

Imagine you're pissed off at the same lady breaking the credit card with just her index finger and thumb, and you're pissed, but you suddenly find yourself transitioned in a section of the cafeteria while still carrying on the emotions of rage. It was like that.

I started screaming and cursing at the woman. I told her that I was almost going to pay her her money for some meal that was shit anyway. The meal was gone, so I was even more pissed off.

I think everyone in the Cafeteria was looking at me because I was so pissed. Then things turned random. It was like everyone was trying to cheer me up.

I see an older female DC that looked like the AP English teacher I had in waking life before being switched to the other AP English teacher (there was an overload of students in her class, so I was just one of the students switched to the other one that had blonde hair).

Anyway, she comes up to me. She's the type of teacher to just look at you as if she has something mean to say to you. I'm afraid to mention her name, but let's just call her Runyon. Runyon gets closer to me and then she starts asking what's wrong.

Then the whole setting feels like I'm in Willy Wonka's positive energy in a Cafeteria. I was still pissed off at the the lady tearing up my debit card. I was sitting next to a girl to the left of me that was another person I knew in waking life.

Let's call her Stephanie (she has a fairly curvy structure and is pretty tall in waking life, but in a good way. She has her body in the places that would make any guy gaze at her....and her lips are big and juicy too...sorry just adding that so I know which Stephanie was with me in the dream since there was another Stephanie in my older DJ that was much skinner with big lips too; both are Hispanic).

Anyway, Runyon tries to cheer me up, and everyone is trying to sing a song that will make me laugh, but I still keep a stoic face trying not to laugh. There were moments where I was almost going to smile, but I suppressed the urge.

Then as I pay attention to the DCs around me at the lunch tables, I see a Blonde that was standing up who wore a fancy black corporate dress (even though DCs were blocking her lower features, I just had a hunch she was wearing a short dress).



She smiles at me, I look at her for a little while, I see that she's wearing lip gloss that just makes her lips really shiny. People started to think I was smiling, but I still had a stoic facade and they were like "awwww" in a sad tone.

Then the whole Cafeteria started to sing another song. Apparently it was "Peddy Punnit" or something like that, not to sure.

I don't remember the lyrics of this random song but the beat went like: (The "BLAH"s are just replacing the actual words that I can't remember).

"BLAH-BLAH-BLAH!" *CLAP CLAP* "BLAH-BLAH-BLAH" *CLAP CLAP*

Eventually I started to give in and smiled and was laughing again. However, I fell down under the table before anyone caught me smiling.

I can't remember anything else, even though that was probably the longest recall I had for a dream for a while now...

I wake up and started to take in a really deep breath and quickly looked over to the right of my alarm clock.

Spoiler for More Insight on what I did when I woke up....:

It was 5PM, and I thought that I wouldn't have enough time to type everything I remembered because I was planning to head for the Biology Tutoring area at 6PM so I know what to study.

But apparently the HECC building ran out of power (my Chemistry Tutor posted on Facebook that it had a power outage).

So I if the building was out of power, that means the Biology SI session was canceled as well. So that gave me extra time to type this dream journal entry.

Don't know why I'm mentioning this...but whatever.

REMEMBERING OTHER DREAM SENSES REALLY IS USEFUL WHEN RECALLING LARGE QUANTITIES CONTAINED in small images or moments.

Especially when you focus on Dream Character's expressions, you can analyze the overall atmosphere of the environments, and extend on the experiences.

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I Got A Brick (FRAG)

I was back in college but it was very confusing because nothing resembled campus and that was very noticeable. My girlfriend wasn't there and that was really bugging me also so I was constantly thinking about her. I then tried to figure out something to do since she was not there so I could fill in my time. I remember I was wearing my green windbreaker sweats and boots. I pulled out both of my pant legs and my calf tattoo was showing but for some reason it felt uncomfortable. (I've noticed in my DJ hiatus that a dream sign is when my tattoo looks weird or is fuzzy). I then went on an adventure to find the mail room and I walked into Walking around trying to find the mail room. I then ran into jordan (not sure which one) and one of his friends. I thought that was weird, especially because in this reality of my college there was an upperclassmen side and an underclassmen side and they were on the upperclassmen side. That side was a strange throw up yellow paint on a strange bare feeling cement architecture. I kept walking and saw a guy with a sunflower tattoo on his right arm (he was wearing a wifebeater) I kept going in search of the mail room and ran into Austin C and one of his friends. They were talking about a recruit from the first week of school and I couldn't remember who they were talking about. More walking. The sole of my right boot started peeling off. Austin is gone now. I keep going on my search which leads me to an underground tunnel thing. It was all painted a strange blue and it was still weird barren cement architecture. I finally get to the room which is considered the mail room. There is an old lady, fat and hunch back and she either has a mask on or she is actually a monster. I talk to her about trying to find my mail and she laughs, wanders to the back of the room, and comes back with a thick envelope. I open it up and its a brick. We joke, we laugh.