Dreams

This week was a mix between short to medium dream diary entries, and then the monster on Sep 01 2021, which definitely has a current spot in my top 5 list of the longest diary entries that I’ve written. The 2nd dream especially was rather interesting! Now if only I can turn these long dreams into lucid dreams.

Aug 30 2021

• I was a student actress, along with another cute girl whom I apparently was often working with but didn’t actually know outside of the dream. We were acquaintances but not super close friends. We had several acting gigs together, and sometimes the director would just pick one of us for whatever they were going to shoot.
• One of these shoots was a porn shoot, and the casting crew came in to audition us in some method that I don’t remember. They picked me for the role, which was ultimately to be tied up and tossed into some basement of a club by the owner, and she was mad about that and wanted to know why they didn’t pick her, even though I was less interested in the actual role than her.
• However, she was mollified after the camera crew and director agreed to take a picture together with her for her as a keepsake. She even invited me to be in the picture and I came. One of the camera crew members saw the edge of Tigey peeking out from my pocket and inquired what that was. She told him in no uncertain terms that that was Tigey, as though that would explain everything.
• She then went to stroll around the neighbourhood, something she said that she never had the chance to do since moving here to work, and we went off for our shoot.
• The company apparently had 6 or 7 torrents online that together backed up all the movies that they had ever shot. I wasn’t interested in helping them back it up, though.
• Snippet: Part of an earlier dream involved NexusMods and how a game studio had to pick one of the versions of a mod that was hosted on that site to officially support as part of their game, as they were going to bring in a new feature to their game and several mods had implemented their own version of it already. They ended up picking a medium-sized mod that had a modest 10k or so downloads, and people were complaining that they didn’t pick one of the super popular ones that had more than 100k downloads.
• Snippet: I had some sort of test that I “failed”, although in the dream it felt more like it was cancelled, similar to how COVID-19 scuttled my Japan trip. But this was a physical test in the form of two different sheets of paper, and I was put on some sort of two week probation due to it. However, one of the administrators seemed to like me, and she helped give me some advice on how to appeal, and what things I could do, to improve my chances to pass the second chance appeal by the board at the end of the two weeks. With her help, I passed, though both of us were still a bit mystified as to what the appeal was actually based on in the end since it wasn’t a real test to study for. It worked though and I thanked her, and went off to see my family and blog about my experiences.

Aug 31 2021

• One part of the dream had me go through a Physics test of some kind at school. I did okay on the test, but could have done better if I had actually studied for it, since the first part of the test had short answer questions based on the early part of the book that we were tested on, and was written more to test whether I had memorized it than actually testing concepts or ideas.
• After the test, I took a bus together with Mom and Kel over to my parents’ place. The bus was really crowded and it was standing room only, but a pair of twins or triplets who had gone on the bus just before us abruptly left the bus before it took off, so we could move further back into the bus. This also caused a seat to free up and so we gestured Mom to take the seat.
• There was a secondary plotline about Mom‘s cooking here as well, but I forget the details on it. It was something to do with how cooking took a long time and so she could only cook for us kids once or twice a week, though.
• Later on, as part of what probably was a game, there was also some kind of small building with a large overhanging roof over it on all sides, kind of like a petrol station, and a person or team was assigned to defend it while another was assigned to attack it. I was on both sides of this game at different points in the dream, and not all my opponents fought me either (particularly when it was obvious that I would easily win), so we stopped to chat with each other at least twice.

Sep 01 2021

Dream 1

• I was in the backseat of a car in a parking lot. There were four people in the car, and the girl in the backseat with me was a girl that we were transporting somewhere, who I noted at one point was the fourth person that I had helped smuggle out or brought somewhere that day. She gave off an aura of being slightly spoilt, or a tsundere, but I don’t remember her actually acting that way.
• While in the parking lot, though, she got out of the car and started tossing small stones, and then comically large boulders, at someone on the other side of the parking lot, who turned out to be her mother. We asked if she was worried that her mom would find her, and she said that she would hide if mom came close. Indeed, they seemed to have different draw distances — even though the girl could clearly see her mom across the parking lot, her mom had trouble locating her assailant even though she clearly knew she was being hit by who was probably her daughter.
• By the time the mom came halfway across the lot toward us, following the projectile of the rocks, the girl had fled back into the car. She hid herself in the back seat beside me, lying down and spreading a couple dress shirts or jackets on top of her, while telling the driver to please take off. The mom started peering around at the cars in the area, looking for the culprit.
• I remember looking down at myself wearing my Dunman High shirt/blouse uniform with the metal badge pinned onto my left chest, and wondering belatedly if I and the person in the front seat that was wearing the same uniform should at least take off the badges so we were less suspicious. But it was too late. However, the mom just stared in our window, and made a comment that her daughter used to attend that school too, but didn’t see her in the backseat and made no move to stop us as we drove off.
• At some point before the car incident, possibly even in the same parking lot just before the girl incident, I was also feigning sleep while listening in to a conversation next to me by the others in the car. This gave me some information that I used in conversation a bit later when I woke up, and the others I were talking with all thought I was really clever for realizing or understanding what I had actually just heard while asleep. Also, I don’t remember the details of the other three people that we had transported, but it was done in two separate trips earlier in the same day, with one a group of two and another a solo person. I also remember looking at a map, and we had followed a road straight north out of a city for some distance, before turning a sharp east to the parking lot that we were in.
• Later on, I was in a University building, similar to our School of Business building, and my mom gave me a toy model bicycle set that she said was a parting gift from my maternal grandpa, who had just died. It was a toy that had parts that could be folded and assembled together like some sort of weird transformer. Indeed, once folded up and assembled, it turned into a bicycle that was about one and a half feet long and half a foot wide and thick, with “handles” on the four long edges of the bicycles that were made up of characters. Two of them were Disney characters, Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse, but I had no idea who the other two were.
• Mom (or maybe Ronnie, it gets blurry here) suggested we took a lift up to one of the business office levels of the building, specifically to an office where someone might be able to identify it. I agreed and brought along the bicycle model in a high-quality, red-handled, shopping bag as we headed to the elevator lobby.
• Mom entered the elevator first while I was tagging along just behind. I was carrying my purple transition diary book along with me, and there was an old coupon and a couple papers tucked inside the front page that dropped out and fluttered to the ground as I passed some male students in the elevator lobby. I bent down to pick them up, starting with the coupon, but one of the guys grabbed the two papers, then blatantly crumpled them in his fist in order to pretend that they were actually his and not mine when I knew they were very clearly mine.
• I grabbed them from him anyway, then yelled at him for damaging my property. I then grabbed one of his books with my fist, strong enough to crumple some of those pages too, and waved them at him, asking him if he’d like it if I gave him the same treatment. He stared back at me blankly, and one of the other students warned me that I should let him be because he was mentally unstable and might crack and fly into a rage at any time. I backed off and went back to the elevator.
• Mom (or Ronnie) was still holding the elevator and waiting for me at this point, but the door was closed and the elevator looked to be on the 6th floor to me, so I said that we had gotten out of sync due to the distraction and to please reset the elevator to the ground floor. That happened, the door opened, and I went in. We took the elevator up to the 10th floor.
• Once on the 10th floor, Mom took the lead and led me down a corridor, peering into the open doors of some of the cluttered offices before finding the one she was looking for. Apparently there were some professors there that owed her a favour and were also really interested in weird artifacts, so she wanted me to show the bicycle to them. Going into the room, I saw two females, one adult and one teenager, as well as a teenage boy. The room was air-conditioned, and the girl and the woman were both staying in the office to accompany the boy, who lamented that they would have to leave the nicely air-conditioned room and go home soon because he was just about out of clean clothes to change into. Apparently they had been here for quite a while.
• But for now, everyone took a seat on a chair, far away from each other but pointing toward the center of the room. Mine was near the south wall and facing north, whereas Mom was on the north side facing south, the woman was on the west wall facing east, and the other two on the east wall facing west. After being prompted by Mom, I took out the bicycle model, unfolding and folding it together to demonstrate how it worked to the other three, and then placing it in the middle of the room for them to all look at it.
• Editor: I’ve never met my maternal grandparents, they were long gone by the time I was born.

Dream 2

• I was a 2nd year student in a magic school. Our class was a mix of strangers and people I knew, but I did feel more of an attachment to them than my usual dream class. We also had a pet plushie mascot, which was a bright pink jellyfish plushie that looked somewhat like Clara, but who was attached by a long string to the middle of a pen. She was part of a collection of things on a table at the back of the class, that had other stories around it, but I forget the details.
• Our last class of the day was an elective, and our class split up to head off to the classrooms assigned to each subject. The one I picked was some sort of magic theory and practical class where the lesson being taught was that magic use must and will always zero out its effect upon the world. Since it was an elective, I didn’t recognize most of the students in the class, but I did see Jean from my Dunman High class as well as Jonathan from my McNally class, Jonathan was sitting behind Jean and was chatting to her. I sat behind Jonathan.
• I had brought along Clara to the class, and unwound the plushie from the pen, before propping the pen perpendicularly atop the metal grille under the school desk (usually for storing books and bags) so that Clara hung down below and could look forward at the class. Of course, her view was blocked by Jonathan and Jean‘s legs, and I belatedly wondered about moving seats closer to the front, but then the teacher came in at this point so I lost that opportunity.
• The teacher was a tall, pretty woman whom I had never met or seen before, as this was the first class of the semester. I couldn’t understand her lesson at first, as she seemed to be speaking what I thought was Thai, before transitioning to English, Chinese, and then Japanese. She then broke out into humming a song — Idol Katsudou from Aikatsu! — and I hummed and bobbed my head along with it.
• After a minute, she stopped, and then asked for a show of hands, to see who recognized the song she was humming, and had also sung it before. About ten hands went up, including mine, and she asked for us all to stand up. The class was about 75% or so male, and I was the only female that stood up, so she happily exclaimed my name, something to the effect of, “Ahh, Jessica! You know the song, huh.” To which I nodded but replied, “Please don’t ask me to sing it though.” I remember looking down at my uniform at this point too, and seeing that I seemed to be wearing the dark blue pinafore and white blouse that was the female uniform of my Rosyth days.
• Anyway, she used this grouping to group us into a 75%/25% grouping in a simulation that we all watched “on screen” or via hologram in class, with the 10 people who had stood up having their characters assigned special privileges, while the other 30 did not. To be precise, it was a week-long simulation where the 30 students who had not stood up were assigned a small room each but only given the bare minimum of food and nothing to do. The 10 students who had stood up were given larger rooms away from the 30, decent food and even some money to do shopping on the side, but had a bunch of rules they had to adhere to and tasks they had to do.
• One of the rules was that there was absolutely no talking or interaction between the 30 and the 10. However, in the simulation, one of the boys was hungry and desperate at some point, and so he approached me as I was carrying a backpack back to my room, not saying a word but trying to catch my attention to see if my backpack contained food.
• The teacher, who played a harsh taskmistress in the simulation, immediately swooped in and attacked my character, hitting and kicking me and causing me to fall to the ground and my backpack to spill open. Inside were a number of bright plushies that fell out onto the floor, among other things, and the teacher even tried to stomp on them as I cried out and tried to protect them. None of the plushies were hurt, though, but I was bruised and a little blackened from dirt by the time all was said and done, as the hapless boy looked on in horror.
• There was a chapter break here in the simulation. The scene faded to show a picture of the last page of a book flipping over and closing up, signifying the end of that segment, and next to the first book was a second book, whose first page automatically opened up, before the simulation faded back into existence with a changed scene. This showed that the abuse part was just an example of things that had happened during the week, and that there was now a time skip in the story.
• The scene now shifted to the final day of the week, where we were expected to take a group exam as a class, to get by an obstacle course together. The 10 separated students, including me, were shown to still be exhausted and dirty, whereas the other 30 students were physically fine but weakened from hunger. Jonathan, representing the 30 students, also noted to the teacher that due to the hardship faced by two groups, and how busy it was in the school with other classes also undergoing exams and clubs having activities, our class hadn’t been able to book a room for practice and so hadn’t had a chance to work together. The teacher ignored him.
• The exam took place on the second level of a gym area, and the teacher was also overseeing a 1st year class that she had, who she was teaching the same subject to, although they hadn’t been subject to any hardships and had been able to train together prior to the test. They had their own identical obstacle course on the first level of the same gym, right below us.
• Once the test started, we thought we were going to fail, but we realized that the 1st year class, by clearing their obstacles on the floor beneath us, were also triggering effects that were clearing our obstacles at the same time as well. Bemused, we simply walked through the obstacle course as everything disappeared, without the need to cast a single spell. At the end we saw the taskmistress, who had shed her strict demeanour and was now beaming.
• The scene faded, and we were back in class on that first same day. Our teacher thanked us for putting up with the cruelty, and noted that the reason that things played out that way was the Universe righting itself to a Zero State. Because we had suffered cruelty and unfairness, either the magic or the teacher itself made it so that our exam was ludicrously easy to balance out our week, which also cancelled out circumstantial “mistakes” like not being able to find a room to practice in as a class.
• This was the end of our first day of actual class, so we packed up our things and moved back to our homeroom next door in order to prepare to leave for the day. I realized that I had left Clara still dangling from the table in the room next door. I went to retrieve her, and then returned to our home classroom, placing her on the table at the back of the homeroom. I then casually packed up my bag, chatting with a couple friends as I did so.
• Somewhat belatedly, I wondered out loud to them how the teacher knew my name, as we had never met before, and while she would have had access to a general student roster, there were other girls in the class too. I said I had no idea who the teacher was, but one of my friends interjected at this point and looked incredulously at me, before telling me that she was a Zoom celebrity who put on magic shows online. I said that I had never attended any of those before.
• There was a feedback form for the class that popped up in front of us at some point too, where we could pick one word from a list of words to rate the class that we were just in. The word I picked for my review was Surprise.
• Snippet: At some point, music was playing, and I could see details on the name of the song and the band. The artist of the song that was playing was “Death Head Fountain & Jenny Turn”.
• Snippet: At another point in the dream, for some reason I was with Mom and we were going through our physical mailbox in the lobby of our apartment flat. Among other other things, we both had brochures telling us that our new ID cards were on the way and had the effect of several old ID cards combined into one.

Sep 02 2021

• We were renting a home in an overseas neighbourhood where the outside of the house looked very similar to our Edmonton 4012 neighbourhood, with a row of houses on one side of the street facing one across the way. The inside of the house was unfamiliar though, but had the feel of a hotel room with many actual rooms.
• One plotline that I don’t remember ended with a couple wild animals wandering across the street, first a bear and its two cubs, then a walrus, then a white elephant. There were a lot of children, over 20-30 of them, running around as well, even though it was really dangerous — they were poking and peering at the wandering animals, and the bear and its cubs and even the walrus would occasionally try to grab and bite one of the children, but it would never connect.
• The plotline I forgot about also ended with one of our neighbours owning a faulty machine of some kind, producing something that might have been the cause of the roaming animals. The wife of the house tried to convince us to buy it from them for $15000 but we refused.
• The elephant went berserk at some point, and charged our rental house, smashing up against it and causing the entire front part of the house to collapse into a pile of rubble. Thankfully us 3 kids were outside at that point, while Mom and Dad were near the back of the house. All the little kids clamoured around our door, saying that they could help us rebuild or repair the house, but I told them to shoo and stay away as I entered the house through the front garage door which was still intact, and then went to look for Mom and Dad.
• I couldn’t find them at first, but was eventually able to text them, once Mom started texting us with an exclamation of surprise at the part of the house that was now reduced to rubble. We all met in one of the house’s hallways, and I said that we should pack up some small luggage and get ready to move out to a temporary shelter for the night as the city’s cleanup crew was sure to chase us out while cleaning up the mess. Mom disagreed and said the rest of the house was still fine and we could probably stay here.
• I don’t remember the details of the exact event that preceded this, but before that intermediate part was a segment that took place in some sort of housing neighbourhood as well, where I was the first person in my class to complete some tasks or dice rolls, and had about 140 points to spend on 3 cards ranging from 1 to 100. Each card gave you two active or passive skills.
• I considered the cards for a long time, before noticing that there were also bonuses given for each set of 3 consecutive cards ending in a multiple of 3. The cards weren’t necessarily better the higher number they were either, so since I had the first pick, I picked cards 40-41-42, which gave me passives like increased carrying capacity, more armour, and more hp.
• After everyone had picked their cards, I believe the scene turned into some sort of theater scene or singing event that might also have involved working with other people or checking out their skills at some point, and had a hint of being an illegal activity as well. That event eventually ended but led into the rampaging animals above.

Sep 03 2021

• I joined an MMO game 10 years after it launched with a friend, where we found the quests really weird — the zone we were questing in had shadow quests where I could see lots of players running around, but they were actually recorded player movements from 10 years ago and such, to give the illusion that the community was still super active while I was on a quest. I could even enter an illusory friendship or romance with the fake players that I met there.
• However, there were also actual players playing the game, and I could see them in between quests when the shadow players faded away. I did want to find a niche for myself in the game that had never been done, and settled on trying to grow either a 100% quality pineapple or apple.
• Later on in a different dream, I temporarily moved into a house with my Dad, that was shared with many people. Winston and Wilson were there, as well as Garry. I said hello to them, but it was a bit awkward for me because I hadn’t met them or talked to them in so long, but Dad went to join them and talked to them while I went to take a shower. There were also other strangers in the living room of the house, and I worried about how much private internet time I could get on the single PC in the house here when there were so many people around who would undoubtably want to use the computer too, and resolved to move out as quickly as possible.
• Yet later, I was travelling through a city with Kel and Jon, and I learnt that a drawn symbol that we kept seeing on the ground, of a wide open jaw and teeth, meant that the item next to that symbol could be found roughly in the direction that the symbol was pointing in. Once we figured out what that symbol (which was called the molar symbol even though it displayed all the upper and lower teeth) meant, we were able to locate a yellow flower, crossing the road and wandering over a hilly part of a grassy field while following the directions of the molar symbol. Kel plucked the flower and drank from its nectar.
• Much later on, in another dream, I was again playing an MMO. This time it was Lord of the Rings Online, where I played a low level minstrel trying to defeat a boss with a group. I tried to save power (mana) to get through the fight while healing everyone efficiently, but the tank did something weird and died at some point, so the captain had to rez him. Even though we also pulled a number of extra adds during this part in order to stay alive, we still won the fight in the end.

Sep 04 2021

• I remember at some point trying to wave down a taxi by the side of the road with one of my friends. We had trouble making the taxi see us, it was dropping off a passenger across the road and we were up a small hill on our side of the road.
• I did remember doing a variety of other things with said friend, for example having a meal or investigating something with them, but the details are vague now. However, they weren’t anyone I knew and the focus wasn’t on the friendship at all. Rather, the tone of the dream felt more like we were trying to solve several overarching problems, or avoid something vaguely bad happening. The exact details escape me, however.

Sep 05 2021

• There was an incident where 10 punks picked the lock to my front door and broke into my house even though I was there and had texted a friend to call the police while I tried to hold the front door closed. They forced their way in and stole $90 of the $100 that I had on me.
• Due to this incident, our mutual master, basically our guild leader, summoned/gathered seven large zombies and ordered them to protect me. They were friendly zombies, about twice as tall as a normal human and perfectly capable of conversation, and seemed very happy to help. The two largest zombies said that they would take turns guarding me, a day at a time.
• The break-in incident was caused by a traitor in our guild, a young Brazilian kid who had requested to join our guild but who Dad had flagged right away as a troublemaker. The kid had requested Dad craft him a device for external communication soon after he joined, but Dad had refused to give him any special privileges.
• I was mad at Dad at first, but noticed afterwards that he was right to do so because the kid was faking all his guild work, for example he had a task to go to a room and dance to some music, but he only lurked in the area so his dot showed up on the minimap roughly in the right room, but when we spied on him he was just lazing around and not actually dancing to the songs.
• Two of the song names here were Rate of Lilly and Kiss of Love. They were both rock/metal songs, however.
• Once we resolved the break-in incident and got rid of the traitor from the guild, one of our guild leaders, a girl in a Japanese-style school uniform with an ankle-long skirt, tried to find out the tasks the traitor hadn’t finished, so that she could complete them for the clients.
• In the meantime, I moved on to a new quset, which was in a large house next to a runway that was part of an abandoned airstrip. I had to clear the house of enemies, which was doable, especially since my mana regenerated quickly, but it still took a long time overall. I got to the house by riding bus 579 from the guild area.