Dreams

I had an amazing 7 entries out of 7 days for my dream diary this week! Some of them are kinda short though, sadly. The entries are as follows:

Apr 26 2021

• I was on my way to a class, which consisted of people from my Sec 2 class as well as people I did not know, I completed some task or other that led to me winning a soccer ball and a pair of black soccer shoes as prizes.
• The classroom was a small lecture theatre filled with three columns of long desks, but most of the seats were taken already. I wanted to sit near the back because most of the people did not know that I had transitioned.
• I sat down in the back right row next to a girl I had never seen before and she said that Jah and someone else usually sat in that row as well, but there were 4 seats in that row so it would be no problem. I put the soccer ball and shoes that I had won under my chair.
• The teacher wrote down a Chinese kanji character on the front board and tried to teach us the word. I had no trouble reading it, but had lots of trouble trying to actually write it, although I managed to do so after several tries. The kanji character was 范 with another radical of some kind (possibly a 子) beneath it.
• She then also went through the answers to some homework questions. I had only partially done my homework problem (in fact, part of the problem looked familiar, as though I had done it in a previous recent dream) and basically spent my time copying down the answers instead, half from the board and half from the girl beside me, who had offered me her notes.

Apr 27 2021

• It was Election Day in America, and it was basically Hillary Clinton vs one of the girls from the Trump family. I was a floating spectator following Hillary about and occasionally taking control of her as she ran around on the banks of a river (and occasionally waded across it) next to a small open-air voting booth where a small but constant queue of people were voting.
• I could also see a live tally of the voting count floating in the air, although the number of voters only came up to 7 digit numbers on both sides.
• As expected, early in the evening the Republicans built up a lead but as the evening went on and prime time swung west across the country, the Democrats easily overtook the Republicans with more people still to go.
• Votes here were not one per person though, there was some sort of coupon redemption system going on and the counter would increment anywhere from a single digit to up to several thousand at a time depending on the voter.
• However, since they were coupons, there were also people buying and selling them too, and once it was clear Hillary/I was going to win, I went to write down on a chalkboard in the voting room that I would buy opposing side’s coupons for $1000 per. At least I was going to, but then when I went to do so I noticed that someone had already put up a mysterious offer to buy or redeem tickets, and I wasn’t sure who or for which side.
• I did meet some people I know, specifically I ran into Paulene and she had 3,535 tickets that she was using to vote third party.
• There were guards in a western city that hadn’t voted yet but were going to and would bring several thousand more votes to the Democrats. For the moment they were basically guarding the eastern and western gates of a walled city across the river though.
• There were several subplots that involved visiting places of some kind, one I remember was some sort of amphitheatre where we could connect with kindergarten children from Edmonton through a digital movie or something.
• Another was some sort of fire that ripped through something and then our attempts to aid the people from there.
• At some point late in the dream, I thought about how cool it was that American politics was finally going to let someone from out of the country (me) win.

Apr 28 2021

• I drew the aggro of some swimming, carnivorous lizards from someone else with magic and led them away from the victim who was in some sort of gridded arena, and let them chase me away out of the arena to the north. All this happened using a top-down view of the map and I was able to plan out my escape and then eventually use a teleport spell to neatly escape the chasing lizards.
• Editor: The lizards and a reluctance to reveal my power that I felt definitely were some sort of variation of the plot of a Kemono no Souja Erin episode that I had watched last night.
• Anyway, this was apparently the first stage of some competition, and I was apparently entered into it by virtue of my action to save the victim.
• The second stage of the competition was something to do with composing a song within an hour, with possibly a magical component to it as well. Instead of composing a song I came up with alternate lyrics to an existing song, but they accepted that and I ended up winning a spot in Day 2 of the competition, much to my chagrin.
• My mom and sister were impressed by my feat, but I still wanted no part of it. Day 2 involved yet another song creation and I was again considering songs to parody. In particular I brought up the lyrics of the Backstreet Boys‘ I’ll Never Break Your Heart to mind, and started to make changes to it.. but then I decided that I didn’t want to play along any longer.
• I told Mom, who was hovering around nearby, to give me some space and that I’d let her know the result of the competition later. The scene shifted from me in our Edmonton 4012 home to me being on a moving public transit bus as I applied to some guild in this huge game that we were apparently playing, which was somehow connected to this contest as well.
• The guild application required a minimum gear score of 202 out of 300. I asked if I could boot up my laptop to look at my gear score, they said yes, and I retrieved it from my house’s couch, apparently within walking distance of the moving bus, and then walked back over to the bus, set my laptop on a table, and opened it.
• I had been playing and raiding with a smaller guild all this time so I had a decent gear score, the best in the guild, and when I checked my gear score was 208.
• I also had no intentions of joining this more hardcore raiding guild though, but I had to do this to kill some time so that I would fail the other musical contest with the half-completed lyrics. So I did the application and then put on a Shiara name tag and started pleasantly talking with the leader, who was a friendly guy and a hacker of some kind. He seemed to like me and had no problem with me wanting to join the guild.
• There was someone else applying with me at the same time and the guild officers really liked him too, and called him an all-rounder in terms of the leadership stats that he had. But he had to prove himself by jumping on another bus that was moving by, and he failed the first time. I convinced them to let him try again and he jumped on fine the second time and was accepted.
• Apparently I didn’t have to do any test like that, but I told the leader to contact me if they were interested and I would help them out, though I had no intention of doing so and planned to ghost them instead.
• They said okay and let me disembark from the bus. The leader said he had set a floating camera to follow me around but that it would dissipate in five minutes. His mom, who was apparently also present on the bus, told him to remove the camera now as it was inconveniencing me, a guest, and he rolled his eyes but started to comply. They started arguing about the ethics of hacking and it came out that she apparently had hacked a major bank before.
• Anyway once I disembarked, it was just after the time of submission and the results announcement of the original competition, so without checking to see what had happened, I contacted my mom in a quiet place and told her I had lost and it was time for all of us to head home.

Apr 29 2021

• It was my last day in Singapore before I migrated to Canada, and also the last day that my Mom and Dad would have the freedom to make a major trip for fun because, while they could still travel around for work, attractions were the same in every country and they were getting too old for them.
• For this last fun trip, we visited an overnight carnival or festival of some sort held at a school as our last event, and where Hayao Miyazaki was introducing all the Ghibli members to the audience one by one and having them walk through the crowd and shake people’s hands.
• Apparently most of the Ghibli key members were Indian, there were 6 guys and 2 girls in all, and they really couldn’t decide whether to go clockwise or anticlockwise around the chairs to start. After those eight, Miyazaki started introducing all his other staff by alphabetical order.
• My plane flight was 8:30 in the morning however, and so I couldn’t stay too long. I left before the first 8 even reached our chairs, as I needed to go visit the library to say goodbye to the librarian and also use the computer there for its Internet one last time as our home Internet had already been disconnected.
• I dropped a tupperware of cooked rice, which was the equivalent of my school lunch, while preparing to leave the event to head to the library, and knelt down to scoop up as much as possible into the bag that held the tupperware.
• Heading to the library, I told the librarian this was my last day and she said that she knew. I couldn’t use the public computers because her part-time staff members were doing something on it, however. But after some distractions she let me use the one at her front desk to conduct my business instead. I logged in to some Internet service to make a data transfer of some kind.
• There were a couple of those distractions, one where she was trying to teach me how flushing a toilet bowl worked, another where she was hoping to have me help her sort some books before I left.
• I then looked at the time and realized that things didn’t add up. The flight was at 8:30 am, but it was now 7:30 am, I was 90 minutes away from home via public transport, we hadn’t packed up most of the house yet, I still needed to take a shower, and it was another 20 minutes from our home to the airport after. I had the impression that Mom and Dad only needed half an hour’s notice to get ready, or were leaving on a differently-timed flight.
• I texted Dad on one phone chat program and then Mom on another one, asking if they could please come and pick me up and bring me home. They agreed. I tried to calculate how I could save time and still make it on time, which included just bringing along whatever was already in my suitcase, living rough for the first week or so, and having someone else send everything else over later.
• Another was that I could cut the 20 minute duration down to 10 if I ran and if I didn’t mind the slight embarrassment and risk of having my name called out over the loudspeaker at the airport as part of the “last call” routine that flights do.
• I had a brief vision of a dorm room where I would be staying in for that first week.
• I also had a brief vision where my plane would disintegrate and crash into the ocean, while some engineer back home apologized for letting the plane fly even though they noticed that one of the parts was making an eerie screeching noise but couldn’t figure out why.
• I did survive this second vision though, since I saw a sped-up vision of me climbing onto some flotsam, a broken off part of the plane, and waiting out the sharks there until rescuers came.

Apr 30 2021

• There was a company that specialized in things that could be hung up like a picture on the wall, this included actual paintings, written notes, and other things. You could edit them or send them in for editing by lifting up the object from the frame, and underneath the object the top of frame was painted the same colour as the item mounted in it so that it looked like it blended in.
• There was also something about trying to trace down a guy, possibly some sort of criminal. This involved some sort of chase up a flight of stairs in an apartment building, and possibly an umbrella and/or some poison as well as other police officers.

May 01 2021

• I was sleeping in the same room as Ronnie, Sandy, and other workmates. We each had our own mattress on the floor.
• I woke up and noticed that it was already 10 am, and I was late for work, so I went oh, I guess I’ll be taking the day off today unless there was a ton of work. Ronnie was still in bed too but he was doing work there already. I had the vague feeling that there wasn’t a lot of work and half the team was off as well.
• Sandy was working at a desk and also watching some American football or something, and upset that his team that was up 16-12 was suddenly down 50-16 and it was only half time.
• We had to explain our work hierarchy to someone from a different department at work, and basically said that we all reported to Ronnie, who reported directly to Shelley and that we were all from “that part of the org chart”.
• We discussed setting up some sort of cellphone in the office as a contact point, so that people could call that number and we would get the message even though we were working remotely. For some reason there was something set up so that people couldn’t call us directly otherwise.
• At some point I was wandering around in the field and there were lots of people walking around slowly. I was able to see people’s titles and part of the objective was to go around and touch the titles that people were carrying, which would unlock them in my collection list. The titles were in English and Chinese and possibly other languages as well. I eventually unlocked an ability that let me figure out what some of the Chinese ones meant even though I didn’t understand the specific characters.

May 02 2021

• Part of the dream involved something similar to an AMQ game in a karaoke booth, except it wasn’t just for songs and we were naming things (and justifying the names) that would appear on the screen.
• I don’t remember much detail about what happened exactly but this was somehow related to classes, and I was playing the game with two others. At one point we had to AFK for some time to take care of something else, and by the time we came back the game had bugged out. We could still start the first song on the list, but the screen was full of words, basically song names and lyrics, scrolling across the screen at the same time as the game, and the game was forever stuck on this first song/video after that.
• At another point, a different person we were playing with (Nak) had to leave early, so I tried to set the game guessing interval to 2 seconds each from the default 20 seconds to try to accommodate him and still manage to squeeze out a game. The game promptly bugged out though.
• Another similar related “game” had one of my friends held hostage, and the captor testing us to see how well we knew him by giving us a list of answers to a question about the victim, and each of us would have to pick the right annswer and justify why that answer was so.
• Not everything was about a game, at one point I was in my parents’ house (our Edmonton 4012 house) and I was talking to Mom about all the photos I had scanned. I said I would like to talk to her about many of the photographs once I had finished scanning them, and she said sure, bring them back to the house and we could talk about them there.