Dreams

Apr 25 2022

• I was taking the train back home with the rest of my family, when it stopped at the border between North and South Korea, where we were supposed to get off. Four of us got off, but Mom remained seated, as though she wanted to go into South Korea or missed that it was the stop somehow. I held the door open and called out to her, she looked at me blankly, came to the door anyway, but when I stepped away from the door to let her out, she didn’t actually step out, so the doors closed gain and the train took off, much to our horror.
• Tensions weren’t good between our countries so we were afraid the NK’s would capture her and we would never see her again. We also weren’t sure if she somehow actually wanted to visit or stay there. She didn’t have a passport for it though. We appealed to our embassy who eventually managed to secure her return, and we found out that the border guards at the next station over had apparently treated her quite well, even though we had heard other horror stories about them.
• Mom did give some reason about being confused but also wanting something about their way of life, I forget exactly what her rationale was though. Either way she was happy to be back.
• Somewhere along the way, I had created a spreadsheet at work, in our shared team Google Drive, to help keep track of Mom and a couple other visitors and their refugee status or their travels around our city or something similar that I was helping to coordinate. I created this late the night that Mom disappeared, before going to bed, and when I woke up the next morning I populated the spreadsheet with all my information. I then found the spreadsheet deleted — upon looking at the Google Drive logs, Jeremy had thrown it into the trash even though it was clearly named as my document.
• I rescued it from the trash bin, which made the audit log change to indicate that the two of us were fighting over the file, and I lodged a complaint with Ronnie when he came to pick Jeremy, I, and some other teammate up in a (right hand drive) car. I did this over our ualberta.net email so that Jeremy couldn’t see it, listing the timeline and telling him the filename and saying that Jeremy was unreasonably deleting files again and how much I disliked him for that habit.

Apr 26 2022

• I was playing a game with Kel, Milumbar, and a few other people, it was a first-person game where we had separate farms and infinite roads stretching out from where we were, the roads were procedurally generated and stretched north, south, east, and west in all directions from a central pregenerated core area that we and our separate farms were in. It had a Minecraft and 7 Days to Die feel without actually being similar to either game. Anyway, we needed to farm several things, including fish, coffee, and bandit points, but once we cleared out the bandit camps around our initial area, we couldn’t find any more bandit outposts in the randomly generated areas, so it seemed like world generation was bugged. Similarly, we had an infinite but small pond back in the pregenerated area, but we were unable to find any fish farms to raid out in the “open world”. Someone took a car out to explore and basically came back with a bunch of coffee and other junk.
• Later on, I was a new recruit and part of a team that was armed with paintball guns and going off to fight a bunch of criminals who were probably armed with similar guns. We had a call from our teacher telling us our new target and we all grabbed our guns and left the room to get ready, but being the new person, I was listening closely and realized that the name that the teacher gave, which everyone else ignored, was someone who had also just joined our team and who was feeling depressed. After leaving the room, I saw him standing thoughtfully outside our door with a loaded gun facing the ground, and I turned around and shot him. Our team instantly won the match and I got a bunch of accolades for that.
• At some point I was in a room and saw a television or screen showing a bunch of soccer scores. Singapore had beaten some small national team, some regional Malaysian teams had played each other and one had lost badly, and some English teams had just finished a promotion playoff battle. There was a clip of some player scoring an amazing goal from his own penalty box on the other side of the pitch, with the ball swinging high into the air and then wickledly curving down into the opponent goal. There was no goalkeeper there because he had come up to try to get his team a last-second equalizer. I showed Dad the clip and he pretended not to see it, instead feigning surprise at some of the other ads on the page as though that was what I was trying to show him.
• Snippet: I had a weird classroom dream where I had a female Math teacher and Physics teacher, both of whom disliked me and my questions for some reason. I was in a small class, about 10-15 people per class.
• In a separate dream later on, I was playing a first-person Among Us/Werewolf-style detective/murderer/patrons game with my Discord friends. I was the murderer, Kynji was the detective, and I had taken out Frotswa and Nak with a fire axe and a silencer gun. I left the hotel we were all staying in to hide the murder weapons behind a car in an adjacent parking lot, then wandered back into the hotel through a different door and played innocent through most of the investigation. I managed to pin the blame on a couple other people whom Kynji murdered and then found that they were the wrong people because their guns were not silenced. Once I knew that Kynji was looking for the silenced gun, I knew that I was mostly safe, but I had a silenced ammo clip hidden in my shoe still that I needed to get rid of, so I tossed that out a window the next opportunity I had. I eventually won by time as I got 19 out of 20 survival points, and then found Kynji by herself and stunlocked her and won a fight as the game time ended. She then discovered who I was later on outside the game by looking at some true/false cards, and seeing that Nak had discovered my identity but was unable to divulge that information before he was bludgeoned.

Apr 27 2022

• I won some contest and getting a one-on-one talk with a historian person about a recent discovery. They had found a very old European prophecy talking about some hidden treasure in Edmonton, which was written in difficult to understand Olde English or something, but which he had spent time translating. It indicated that when you looked at an aerial map of part of downtown Edmonton, which was located on a keyhole-shaped island surrounded by a river in my dream, during Christmas, when all the trees were festively lit up, the lights would reveal a cave with treasure in it. And sure enough, when he looked at the overhead map during Christmas, he found a dark cave on the western side of the island jutting out from the river. Inside of it were two pieces of delicious food, one with a recipe, and the second one, some sort of breaded prawn thing, with no recipe.
• We had a little bit of it, and the fast food company who sponsored this food historian was also hiring people whose job would be to figure out and reverse engineer that piece of food to get its original recipe. I found this out in a mall that I was visiting which had a booth that was a single plate hanging from the ceiling on wires with some sample dish in it and a note that the application process would involve an attempt to reverse engineer that to show them what we could do. It was a delicious sample!
• I was ready to try applying for this job, however I first wanted to wait and see what would happen with my study abroad application, as it was pointless to do so if I were just going to leave in four months. There was another boy who was also eating the sample hanging from the ceiling plate, he seemed to have no actual inclination to apply though, he just wanted the free food.
• Snippet: Something about being in a temporary jail for half a minute or so, and needing to not play my music on a guitar and to let a certain cooldown expire before my jail term ran out. If I did so and refrained, everything was okay, if I played music while in the cell, the cooldown wouldn’t expire and I would carry a demerit point of some kind (for lack of a better term) with me. I could have up to five of those, after which something bad would happen.
• Snippet: Something about a woman and I fighting a vampire lady, but just before we engaged her, we also managed to find her contract pact with a boy which was giving her soul vessel a rebirth, and we held it up in front of her, ready to destroy it. This struck fear in her heart.

Apr 29 2022

• I had dreams about a group of 7 superhuman friends who were dorming together at a house roughly located where Edmonton 4012 was, and who were thinking of moving in permanently with each other out of safety. The gender split was 4 to 3, though I’m not sure if there were more guys or girls. I experienced the story through a third person omniscient viewer and so saw little bits of the story from different points of view.
• One of the girls was heavily disliked when she first joined the group and moved in, five of the other six people moved out of one dorm room into the other room together (all seven of them had single beds), while she slept with the last person, the girl that had invited her. She was really surly in the way she talked to others, and also a bad sleeper to boot. They eventually got over this though.
• Another girl didn’t actually need sleep and would often take watch at night for safety reasons. The issue they faced was that there were two gangs that waged a raging gang war nearby and police and firemen were often on scene to fight them and their ensuing fires, too. The war often raged just one or two streets east or northeast of the house, basically within a stone’s throw, and she could see the fire alarms going off on a digital map and the fire trucks going by but needed to be careful as several of the others found it really difficult to get back to sleep once they were woken up. But the house needed to be protected and she herself only had the combat ability to spit poison, which wasn’t useful from the house and took a while to take effect anyway, so they told her to wake them up if she felt necessary.
• Also, these neighbouring streets had the feel of basically belonging to another country, or at least being some sort of border region, which was why such a gang war was happening here in the first place.
• Another scene had the superhumans checking out the damage to the neighbouring street one morning, and basically lounging on a sloping grass hill behind a long, rectangular road sign help up by two poles, when a bunch of cars filled with gangsters from one of the two gangs rolled by. The cars stopped and they saw the leader and some goons come out and surround them to try to harass the girls in the group, but they all chased him and the goons off together. One of the guys, whose ability apparently was super-strength and who grew huge muscles when using said ability, took hold of one of the lackeys in an attempt to scare them away, and told another one (possibly some sort of leader) that he had to go down on his knees and beg for his life or his compatriot would get destroyed.

Apr 30 2022

• The dream involved studying at an unnamed University with two main tracks, a Science-based faculty/major and an Art one. Most people in the dream were in the Science major, the only one I remember being in Art was Maciek, who was a year ahead of me, and who took classes with his science classmates — some of the girls occasionally talked about his major and how neat it was that it was different. At some point they had to declare the courses they were going to take that year or something and his were all different from everyone else.
• I had to do a similar thing about choosing courses, though in my case at least this selection process involved looking at little balls of light that somehow represented the courses, as created or reviewed by previous students, kind of like a final project that everyone did before they left the course. Oddly, there were balls of light from people that had completed the course I was looking at, not only from people from last year, but also a few from people in the same year as me, and even one ball from someone who was entering the University next year and thus who should not have had a chance to complete the course yet.
• The other thing I remember is being in a small apartment at some point, and both watching TV as well as flipping through a game list on the TV looking for indie games to play at different points of that part of the dream. I remember seeing a pinball game with nearly no reviews, and thinking about the complexities of programming the paddles to send the pinball flying. I also remember seeing some sort of crab game. The TV was in a small room next to the front door and window, both of which I had left ajar and could occasionally see other students walking to school through. I was off that day though. At some point two girls stopped to knock for some survey that they wanted to do, and I hid by the wall beneath the window until they went away, at which point I swung the ajar door close so no one else would disturb me, despite knowing that I would still be visible through the window to anyone else walking by.

May 01 2022

• Snippet: I remember sitting on a cushion on a floor in a room full of individual bunk beds lined up in rows, specifically in the space between a bed on my right that I knew to be mine, and a bedframe without a mattress on my left that I knew to be Kel‘s. There was a friend of mine seated on a bed to the right of my bed as well. Something was going on in the room and both that friend and I were listening in or watching someone do/say something as part of the main event of this dream segment, but as a side task I had just retrieved a basket of my laundry and dumped it on the floor in front of me, and was busy separating my clothes into piles and folding them up.
• Snippet: Someone else and I were in a short building on one side of the street with a bunch of doors leading out into the main street, whereas two people that we were at war with could be seen on the roof of a taller building on the other side of the street. There had been some sort of ceasefire for some time, so even though they were on guard, they had no idea where we were or when we were going to resume hostilities. I also realized that the rim of the roof was blocking them from being able to look down at us properly, and I told my companion this before sliding out to a large cement block outside one of our doors to demonstrate to him what I meant.
• Snippet: At another point there was some sort of AMQ scandal where the database mods had uploaded some sort of mashup of a couple songs together under one entry, or something like that, and weren’t going to or hadn’t bothered to fix it in a hurry. A lot of people were flaming them, including Milumbar who said something nasty about one of the mods, who replied in an announcement post specifically to Mil that his allegations were rude and untrue. Although I wasn’t particularly worked up about it because I never actively played with that song in my list, I did generally dislike the mods and so didn’t think too badly about Milumbar or the other people flaming them — you sow what you reap, after all.