Dreams

I had a third consecutive week of 7/7 dreams, so I’m having quite the nice streak going, even if some of the entries are a bit weak. The physical notepad that I started placing beside my bed last week has really helped with this.

May 10 2021

• I was sitting on the front left seat of a classroom, with Zixiang at the table beside me, and various people i knew or didn’t know scattered around the room. The female teacher at the front of the room was teaching history or something like that, but we couldn’t really read the chalkboard due to glare from the light coming through the classroom door on the far side. I could read one word clearly — COMPULSORY, and then something that seemed to be describing some sort of assignment to describe our previous life or something.
• Zixiang tried to write something down but paused and asked to borrow a pencil. I gave him a mechanical one but noticed he already had a regular lead pencil that was sharpened on both ends. He used the eraser end of the mechanical pencil to erase something as he had forgotten his eraser. I told him he could just use my actual eraser the next time — I had a regular, slightly grubby rubber split in two, as well as an eraser pen stick.
• There were complaints from other students about the glare too, so she had Huihan, who was seated near that door, to stand up and close it. This didn’t really help though.
• Eventually she let us stand up and come to the teacher’s desk in front to get a better look at the board, but by that time she had already replaced some of what was on the board with an announcement about a festival or some event going on nearby, and was encouraging us to sign up for it.
• Apparently day 1 of the fair involved games that would give out plushie prizes, so Huihan thought that I would be interested in them.
• We asked the teacher about the Compulsory assignment that she had written about, but she stared at us confusedly and could not recall what we were talking about. I pointed to the area of the board that it was at, and we could even see half-erased chalk marks under the festival announcement that was now on top of it, but all I could make out from that seemed to be words related to an earlier accounting class.
• Someone brought in a large pot of chicken noodle soup and everyone had some to mix in with their regular lunch. I let others go first, so when I got to the pot it was basically empty. I poured the remainder of the droplets into my bowl to show the other person hanging around the desk that it was empty, and someone said that a new pot would be brought in.
• I used a piece of tissue paper to clean the rim of the pot, then briefly sucked on that tissue to make sure the wet part wasn’t dripping into the ground. This caused part of the tissue to crumble and stick to my lips though. I then had a vision of someone famous doing the same thing in the past and people commenting on that as an idiosyncracy that made him seem weird.

May 11 2021

• I barely remembered anything overnight today, just something vague about me and someone else visiting a large building that seemed like a shopping center, except there were 6 different versions of it (each one in a different time period). Our goal was to find something in the building to upgrade or renew our magical skills, and there was something about a button of some sort that I could press to activate something, but that button also physically moved between the 6 versions of the buildings.

May 12 2021

• Sis and I were wandering around a grid world. There were boss fights that we had to defeat — the bosses came in groups of four or five but could be defeated/weakened first by us playing minigames located some distance away from them.
• One minigame involved a square plot of farmland made out of little grid squares. Some squares were dirt soil with supporting sticks stuck in them, as though for the growing crop to climb up. Other squares were darker and more gravelly and some of those even had treasure buried in them.
• There were also little bees flying around that farm plot that we had to avoid. I put on two pieces of a beekeeper’s suit — the head armour and chest armour — but realized after a little while that I forgot the leg piece and was still wearing a skirt. I didn’t get stung though.
• Another minigame involved a little fenced in area with 6 worm-like monsters thrashing about, with each one containing a marble-shaped heart buried in the middle of their length. We had a friendly pet monster that liked to eat them. However, that pet monster was also prone to being crushed or eaten by those worms.
• We could reset the worms and pet whenever we wanted, but the objective was to let the friendly pet monster eat all six worms without being devoured itself, largely by trying to divide the worms in different sides of the pen and isolate one or two of them at a time. We only ever managed to score (eat) four out of six worms though.
• There were several other minigames too but they’re all forgotten now.

May 13 2021

• Somehow a foam figure of the number 3 was involved, and that foam figure was being stretched by someone.
• There was also something about getting and verifying credentials, as well as a train ride, but I don’t know how it fits in to the rest of the dream.
• At some point in today’s dream, it felt like I was writing down or rehashing yesterday’s dream. I believe this wasn’t actually true, but I had that feeling anyway, and a bit of a depressed feeling washed over me for some reason.
• The main dream that I remember again had a game where it felt like I had to complete a dungeon in order to renew or upgrade my magic skills. This time, the game was a dungeon with a bunch of doors opening into passages that led down into the earth and would eventually lead to more rooms with more doors. Each room had two or three doors, and there was no sense of danger or difficulty, just a question of speed of completion.
• There were other people running through the dungeon too — Kel was there again but we split up fairly early. At one point one of the doors I took opened up into a room with a ledge where I could see the dungeon continuing far below. Several people were there resting and admiring the view as well.
• At some point after the dungeon I also boarded a bus home and although I was standing up, I was wrapped in a blanket cocoon due to worries about COVID-19 or something, and leaning against a pole in the middle of the bus. It was shaped like a sleeping bag, so the only hole for it was around my head.
• I knew that it was really important not to let go of the blanket — I was holding it up with both hands around my neck, and if I let go of it it would fall down to my feet. I was worried about staining part of the blanket too because my feet were standing on part of it, and so that part was touching the dirty bus floor. I resolved to dust it off later.
• Oddly, I had no issue keeping my balance even though the bus would turn from side to side, it felt like there were some strings holding me steady.
• The bus route was changing slightly today and I knew some of the people on the bus, even though they were older ladies and such. One of them might have been one of my secondary school teachers, Mrs Low. Either way she or the female teacher was retiring and it was her last trip ever on the bus, so the bus driver ignored that the route had just changed and drove her to her usual stop before letting her off.
• At some point after this bus trip, I had to pick from a selection of princess dresses, and was flipping between two of them that were slightly different shades of pink.
• There was also an assassination attempt made and I was looking from the perspective of the assassins in a car waiting for someone (me?) at a bus terminal. There was a male and a female character, and after a bit the female character had to go, so she left the car and started walking away from the terminal.
• The assassination target then showed up, but as the male was about to kill her, the female started screaming over the radio and yelling at the male to bring the car over, and to come pick her up, right now. She was extremely panicked and so the male assassin tch’ed and drove the car away toward wherever she was instead.

May 14 2021

Tons of unrelated dream snippets today!

• Snippet: A stadium bordered a place named Canadia (or it might have been in Canadia but bordering another country), and a policewoman not far outside the stadium was confused as to what to do with people who were leaving the stadium and were bringing sheathed knives home with them, as it was a custom in Canadia but not from wherever she was from.
• Snippet: I was part of a troupe, but needed to download our own songs for a parade of ours that we had done, and I had no idea how to do so. There was the vague feeling that it was illegal even though it was our own songs, and I was trying to download it off the Internet to listen to in tandem with some sorting event that was going to take place.
• Snippet: I was standing up on a moving train or bus with passengers all around me. I tried to turn on my phone, but everytime I did so, a couple 3-4 year old kids sitting on different seats near me would get really upset. I learnt that they were sensitive to the “radio waves” coming from my phone, and wondered how many other kids in the past were affected like this from being near me as I unknowingly used my phone.
• Snippet: I remember there being a skill to kill or absorb energy from those around me, being relevant in one of my dreams.
• Snippet: I was looking at a list with arrows leading to names and ages of people, it was something about a test or performance that was going to be held, and the age of the participants was supremely important because it would decide performance eligibility and the order in which they performed.
• Snippet: I remember being present when a group of people cut down a white birch tree, which fell into an undergrowth but was still very much visible. Zixiang was there too, and he commented how the tree was basically the tree from Minecraft or Black Desert Online.
• Snippet: At one point, there was a thing that involved taking a microphone and literally shoving it into someone else’s face and interviewing them to earn approval ratings. I think the interviewer and interviewee were considered to be on the same player team and the interviewee had to be of legal age.
• Snippet: There was a character named Detective Ari, or Detective Are, in one of my dreams.
• Snippet: There was something involving expanding or upgrading fighter jets that were piloted by (again) someone that had to be an adult/”of age”. Some planes could fly unmanned, however, and might have been shaped weirdly, with wings that looked like legs.
• In one of my dreams, my much older nephews on Mom‘s side, Winston and Wilson, were at my house, which was modelled after our 4012 home. Winston was giving me speech therapy of some kind, and had a stack of paper with assignments that he wanted me to do. I joked about working ahead and finishing some of the non-speech related ones first, and he said he’d make me do an extra written and oral final essay. I said that was fine.
• Winston and Wilson then left, and I didn’t stop them although I didn’t want them to go. The evening sky rapidly darkened after they left and I was alone, and a storm started outside, with howling wind and beating rain. I sat in the middle of the floor, hugged my legs, and wished that others would come home, while thinking about the front wall of the house collapsing from the rain and wind.

May 15 2021

• While walking home from school after University classes, I was talking with a friend (I think from Sec 2, possibly Paulene or Gillian) about volunteering experiences in the past, since the friend used to be a prolific volunteer. I asked her what her reason for volunteering was, and I said that mine was that I enjoyed seeing new places and meeting new people, but also enjoyed talking with people standing on the street handing out event info cards and stuff, and that that was the bulk of where my volunteering gigs came from, peddled to me like they were giving out tissue packs. I really enjoyed connecting with those people and agreeing with them on a subject matter though.
• I did mention that my last volunteering experiences was at an old folks’ home but that I really enjoyed the weather and view of the area, especially around a four-way traffic light that was next to the home.
• We reached a 4 way intersection ourselves, with bus stops on either side of the road. I asked her which bus stop we were waiting at and she said the one on the side that we were on, but yet we crossed the road when the red light hit. We were initially going to just cross to the side with the other bus stop, but once the car traffic on the moving lane stopped, she instead pulled me along and we did a semi-illegal diagonal cross to the island diametrically opposite the bus stop we needed to be at instead, away from both bus stops.
• But then the buses started arriving on both sides, there were buses #6 and #8 and a two digit bus similarly to a #71. I realized we needed to be back on the other side to catch our #6, and so on the next traffic light, we tried to cross back. I took the initiative and tried to boldly cross diagonally this time, waiting at the midpoint of the 4-way intersection for the traffic to complete before running the rest of the way back to the right bus stop.
• It was also drizzling at this time, so once we reached the bus stop, we took off our tops and started to change out into dry clothes. In particular I had on a black tanktop or spaghetti top under my top layer of clothes that I took off.
• Some Russians that were at the bus stop scolded us, asking us if we knew what we did wrong. I guessed that they meant the diagonal crossing bit that we had done to get back here in time. They didn’t confirm but they said that little kids were watching us and we should set a good example.
• There were some little snippets that were connected to the plotline of this specific dream as well but I don’t remember how. Firstly, before or while meeting the girl, I also had to put together an online submission to some student group or awards department at the University, which involved submitting a physical stack of papers and a physical trophy in a little virtual sunken box area on a flat surface, then hitting a submit button, which would somehow alert them of the submission and allow them to remotely view the items in the sunken box. I made a minor change of some sort after submitting, and I somehow knew that someone on the receiving end was already aware that I was making changes and was waiting for me to complete, so I hit unsubmit and resubmit on the submission to alert them that I was done.
• Secondly, there was a really narrow building full of ruined stairway landings, possibly 120 floors or higher. I was moving from level to level in that building, looking for something to do with my magic power. This building was likely on the University campus and happened not long before I met the girl above, and it definitely involved other characters/a team of some sort doing something.
• Thirdly, there was a scene at some point while we were walking and talking, where I opened my Spotify list and saw a compiled statistic that showed all the artists on my favourites playlist, as well as how many top 20 popular songs they had covered (or perhaps how many covers that had been made of their own songs by other people had reached the top 20 chart). The top entry was Mariah Carey, with something like 51 covers, whereas on the lower end there were a number of 2’s and then a single 1. I thought it was interesting that every artist on my list had been covered by (or had done a cover of) someone else at least once.
• I also remembered that I had seen this list before a couple days ago. This was in one of the other previous dreams and I’m only recalling that memory now, so I’m not sure which day it was. It wasn’t enough to turn my dream lucid, though.

May 16 2021

• Snippet: I remember that at one point I was trapped in a room that was basically a large white box, or maybe a large square rectangular room with white flourescent tube lights making a complete loop around the walls, with one other person. The room had a sort of translucency to it and I could also look into the room from above like a sort of cross-section, and see the both of us.
• In the main dream that I remember, we were visiting the apartment of an Indian family friend (Uncle Droy), to reciprocate a visit that they had made to our own house earlier in the dream.
• Their house was located on the 9th floor of a HDB flat, and we took the elevator up from the ground floor to reach them. The elevator had a sign that said the limit was 2 people and 200 lbs, and there were five of us in the family, so I was afraid that it would get stuck, but either Mom or Dad indicated that that was just a suggestion and we would probably be okay.
• On the second floor, the elevator stopped and a woman got on as well. She wanted to go down but the elevator was going up, so she said she hoped that the elevator would go down after reaching the 9th floor.
• We reached the apartment and entered the house, taking off our shoes just inside the door. I whispered to Mom that officially we were here for the social visit, but really we were actually happy to be here for the food — there was a pile of food prepared on the kitchen table for our meal and I really looked forward to it.
• While our parents talked to them, us three kids (me and my siblings) wandered off into the parents’ master bedroom, and the adjoining kids’ rooms that led off from the master bedroom. I had a vision of how difficult it must have been to move all the furniture in when they first moved into the apartment.
• In the kids’ room, we found a second Tigey there, one that we had given the children earlier. It looked slightly gray and slightly shabby and basically identical to our Tigey which I had brought along as well.
• We apparently had given away this little Tigey to the family’s kids at some point in the past, and had also given their parents a young man who was a Japanese novice taro cook to work for them as well. We hadn’t seen the cook, but we had a list that looked like a list of torrents, except this was a list of plushies, and this specific Tigey was basically flagged like an incomplete torrent in the list because he had not checked in to the main network in a long time.
• We children brought the Tigey to some sort of open field area that somehow adjoined the childrens’ bedroom, and we placed the Tigey down next to my actual Tigey. We also set a small camera to hover in the air to record the scene as the family’s Tigey bowed and apologized to us for not checking in more often. There was an aura of clandestine to this meeting.
• Suddenly the Japanese novice chef appeared from behind a pillar to confront us, and at the same time the scene shifted to show that a helicopter with a larger camera had taken off from the roof of the HDB flat into the air, then immediately cut its power so that its rotor blades wouldn’t make any noise. Four flying magical girls of different colours had then lofted the plane + camera on their shoulder, and flown it over the field where we were, positioning it higher up than our own floating camera so we couldn’t see it, but where its camera could still point down at us and see us.