Dreams

Feb 20 2023

• Snippet: Dad and I were watching a poker game where two participants were going all in against each other, the first person with a 10 and an 8 of different suits and the other person with a 2 and 3 of diamonds. They used a different deck for each of the three community cards, so repeated identical cards were possible, and the deck they used for the flop and turn both had a white backing, whereas the deck for the final river card had a black backing. The person with the 10 and 8 eventually won with a double pair. There were TV ads in between us watching this game as well.
• Snippet: I remember a specific scene where I was in a really small vehicle and a large truck who did not see me backed up over top of the vehicle I was in. I was fine though as there was ample space under the truck for my vehicle to fit under.
• Snippet: One last snippet involved being at the University at 3 am, and pulling out a gun-like weapon against a creep that tried to hit on my friend. Shooting him with it turned part of him translucent and he struggled futilely against me to try to get my gun before it fully consumed him. He had some sort of power too but couldn’t use it against me. This was apparently part of a game with a name and top-down world map style similar to V Rising, but not quite identical.

Feb 21 2023

Dream 1

• Previously, I had a dream where I was in Chinese class, and had homework to hand in as well as a small test to do on the day itself. However, I hadn’t done the homework at all, so I spent the test time trying to finish it, as the test was partially based on the homework, but I couldn’t understand what was written down. I ended up bundling everything under my desk, planning to pretend that I had done the homework and test on time but somehow forgot to turn either one in, and plead for forgiveness from the female teacher tomorrow.
• Tomorrow arrived, and I pulled out the worksheet, although I believe this was still within the actual class time again, as the teacher was present. This time, I could understand more or less what the worksheet said, as the teacher had also written and read out the question on a board. I finished it up, and then found that the quiz was pretty easy as well.
• The final page of the quiz resembled a crossword puzzle, but involved a 5×5 grid, with a couple of black squares but mostly empty white squares with lines and circles in them. Each white square in the 5×5 grid was itself meant to contain a 5 letter word which was hinted at by a lineup of clues going down the side of the page. One letter in each word was circled, and those letters isolated on their own also formed words going down and across the 5×5 grid.
• Anyway I finally finished the quiz as well and turned them in without incident.
• Editor: I’m not sure but I think I actually had the prequel dream to this one yesterday, on the 20th, I just didn’t remember it to write it down at the time.

Dream 2

• It was late in the evening, and Huihan and I were in our Dunman High Secondary 1 classroom, on the ground floor of the main building, preparing for a classroom exhibition for a school festival the following day. There was possibly another nameless boy in the corner of the classroom as well, but if so he didn’t play any role in the dream.
• Our classroom was decorated with photos and posters relating to the school and previous events like Sports Day, that other students in our class had brought in. Huihan and I had put them up on the wall and decorated the walls with streamers as well. There were classroom desks pushed together to form a big table, and ribbons, string, rolls of tape, and a holographic machine comparing and designing bloomer shorts and posters, were scattered across the desks.
• I was preparing to leave for Queenstown to visit Yi Yi, several train stops to the west, although my intention was that I would eventually return as well. Huihan was planning to stay here in the classroom for the night.
• Before I left, however, Huihan stumbled back into the room carrying two posters and two pictures in picture frames. She had apparently stole/torn it down from the 1D class several classrooms over, and she put them up on our class wall — together they formed a 4-panel meme in a 2×2 grid format, with the two pictures on the upper row featuring some sort of contrasting scene, then below that a poster on the bottom left with several lines explaining the difference in the panels, and a poster on the bottom right with one line comparing it to the LGBTQ community in a derogatory manner. Due to the ad making fun of marginalized communities, she had torn it down in a huff and then brought it back to the classroom, unsure of what to do with it.
• I told her not to put up the pictures, and that we’d stuff it in the brown metal cupboard in our classroom instead. She agreed, and took down the two posters, tying it up with a piece of yellow ribbon on the table. The two pictures were in thick picture frames, so she was going to put them into the cupboard separately, but I asked her if she could tie all of them together instead so we wouldn’t accidentally leave one piece behind if we had to move them. She nodded and cut the ribbon apart.
• Before she tied them all together again, I had a better idea, and I pulled out a large, clear plastic file that I had. I said that we could put them in that file and then put the file in the cupboard instead. She was also a fan of the idea, so I put the picture frames and posters in that, and they all fit perfectly inside half of the file. I then folded the file in half to obscure what was inside of it.
• Huihan left the room to tend to something else in the school, and I prepared to leave the classroom to head off to Queenstown, gathering up my bag and other stuff with me. I had a sudden premonition that leaving the file in the cupboard would be a bad idea as the 1D class would discover the missing decorations the next day and that would trigger a thorough search of every classroom, and we would be in trouble once the teachers found it in the class cupboard, good intentions or not. I decided to take the file with me so that I could dispose of its contents while I was out.
• Before leaving the room, the principal walked by and poked his head in, asking if everything was going okay with our preparations. I nodded an innocent yes, and pointed to the table next to the holographic machine, where a roll of yellow arcade tickets lay. Apparently the judging for the best classroom contest was done by seeing how many tickets each class collected, and one of our classmates had somehow acquired and brought in tickets from last year, together with photos of last year’s school festival, even though this was our class’s first year in the school. The principal laughed and said not to use those for our classroom scoring.

Feb 22 2023

• The first part of the dream was a long series of mini-plotlines where a guy with a smug persona, possibly Nyari, was following me around and dropping random plotlines on me like an evil DM. I don’t remember the exact plotlines, but they involved me as a superhero, and he gave me puzzles to complete, enemies to avoid, random people to help out, and all this while I was following a long black line with arrows on the ground, from the foyer of a building and through a glass-covered secret passage, then across a road, and into a neighbouring shopping mall, up two escalators and past an old woman reading a book onto the third floor of the mall, then back down to the ground floor again and out into a bus interchange area.
• At one point in the shopping mall, I think I actually managed to shake him off as I had had enough of his antics, and I sat down on a bench underneath an escalator. I heard him join Johannes at a food court table below and Johannes talked about how he really liked the difficulty level of one of the solutions to his puzzles that he had published somewhere else. I also saw Nyari produce a handheld device at that point with a comically large mouse scroll wheel, where each notch in the wheel had a different character that he played. He could transform between those characters at will by rolling the scroll wheel up or down.
• The final part of the dream involved aliens landing outside and preparing to terrorize the locals waiting at the bus interchange. The event was recruiting heroes to take part to defend the citizens but I refused, saying that it was probably another one of Nyari‘s stupid plots. Nyari came up to me at this point and said that this wasn’t him, and he showed me the recruitment panel on the event, which said that the city consisted of a certain number of superhero bosses, superhero managers, and then superheroes themselves, all of the numbers being two digits large, but that they were all busy or had declined the event as well. Even though I had declined it, I was still the closest one and if I were to accept it he would help me out this time as my superhero manager.
• I agreed, and went out to confront them. It turned out that there were about 80 or so aliens to fight one after the other, and each one was a small alien held up by the game show announcer as it then asked me a random trivia question. Nyari fed me the answers through an earpiece, and I called out the answers one by one, and each alien disappeared back to its own world with a rather happy trill. The onlookers watching on were suitably impressed.
• With under 10 of them to go, Nyari made a mistake when feeding me an answer to a question, the answer to which was “the alcohol percentage content in toothpaste”. Instead of alcohol, he said oral, and I blurted it out verbatim as well, which confused the onlookers and caused the host to declare that it was wrong and that I must have been cheating by being fed answers. I said that it wasn’t cheating, since there was no rule against it that I had been told about before the trivia fights had abruptly started.
• The host resummoned all 80 or so aliens again, and I backed up into a shallow pool of water to give myself time. The camera view switched to an overhead view from here, and I saw my figure had changed from a superhero to a robot-like figure with a bazooka on each arm, and I looked like Maple from the Bofuri anime. Instead of shooting the aliens trudging through the water to get at me though, I started rattling off all their true names from memory again, while using my long bazooka arms to keep them at distance and start pushing them around me in a circle if they got too close before I finished naming them, since they were all physically really small.
• Once I had re-banished all the aliens whom I knew the true names of, there were still the original 8 of them to go, but they stopped, and instead paired up into four pairs of two. All four pairs then declared that they’d like to join me as friends instead of continue to fight, and I accepted.

Feb 24 2023

• Our entire family of five was waiting for a taxi by a roadside taxi stand with another large family of about five or six. Both of us had a bunch of luggage bags, and we had a square piece of paper with the number 4 and our destination written on it and were at the front of the line, whereas they had one with the number 5 and their destination on it and were standing next to us. Basically queue tickets. We were in no hurry so we offered to let them go first, though they politely declined. We said that it was the same thing to us.
• Two taxis arrived simultaneously for us anyway, so we got onto the front one, loading our luggage into the large interior of the vehicle, where the seats faced each other like a limousine. Similarly, the other group started loading their luggage into their taxi as well. They had more luggage than us, so they also tied some of the luggage to the roof of their taxi, and then to ours as well.
• We were a bit confused by that, before I realized why they were doing that. No, I said, when we said that it was the same thing to us as to who went first, we didn’t mean that we were going to the same location as them. One of the women let out an Oh. and began to untie the two bags that they had put on the roof of our taxi already. She moved them to inside their own taxi instead.
• We drove off and Dad thanked me as this meant we saved the cost of having to mail them their luggage as parcels afterwards.
• On the way home, I pondered stopping off at my own home to get some of the banana and strawberry milk from Japan that I really liked, which I apparently had ten thin sachets of in the fridge. I decided not to in the end though. Dad was looking forward to a nice long shower when we got home but I reminded him that we always used the shower pretty much from youngest to oldest, and that all of us needed to wash our hair after the trip, so it could be two hours before he got his turn.
• We turned on the television when we got home. The Edmonton Oilers had just won 6-1 against Toronto, and some commentator from another team in the division was raving over our team in a review and said that he’d love to have Connor McDavid join his team. We then tried to start watching another match but the remote control was confusing and had many layers of menus.
• Snippet: There was a scene in a school canteen where I had just gotten my tray of food from one of the stalls. The tables and chairs were sparsely occupied, and just before I sat down, there was an announcement that the cleaning ladies standing nearby needed us to all stand up for a moment so that they could sanitize the seats. Most people stood up, but I saw Angela from McNally at one of the tables, lying down on her folded arms and dozing off, so I called out her name and she woke up.
• Snippet: At some point there was also a Heroes 3 game where someone else and I tried to take over an empty castle on the enemy side of the land past a little valley choke point. The someone else even built a dragon lair in the castle and bought all the troops there to reinforce it, but the enemy hero came by and slaughtered the troops, retaking the castle about two days before the start of the week when new troops would be available for purchase.
• Snippet: There was also something about being stuck in a train station-like area with a bunch of people thanks to a crazed overlrod that was magically preventing people from leaving the area, and I was trying to solve some mystery involving the people there. I interviewed James and a bunch of people at fancy dinner tables in a restaurant after James gave me the idea, while lying slumped in a half-drunk manner next to his food, that someone there likely had a clue as to what had happened. He was the first person I interviewed and I tapped on the side of the fancy metal dome cover over one of his plates to get his attention.
• Snippet: Elsewhere in that same dream location, a guy and a girl were taking shots with their weapons at each other, although neither one seemed to be in any serious danger. The guy chased the girl into the room, but the girl hid behind a long wall that was half the height of the room, with a vertical metal pole rising above it. She had hair like Nijika from Bocchi the Rock!, so a little bit was sticking out above the wall next to the pole and the man could tell where she was from that. Eventually she got into a prone position, and slithered along the half-wall to the actual wall of the room, where there was a small vent that led into a passage behind the wall and around to another hole where she could see the man and fire at him from. She was wearing a pink sweater, very much like Bocchi from Bocchi the Rock!, and as an omnipresent spectator to the events here, I could see her form and pink sweater through the wall as she squeezed through the vent and moved with surprising speed.
• Snippet: Not sure if this was the same dream or a separate one, but Dad and I were on a sloping hill, and got involved with helping out a man with a truck and a woman with a car do something. I don’t remember the exact events, but I do remember that the outcome of this snippet was that the truck was rolling down the hill and the man ran to the car and drove it around and in front of the truck, which promptly hit the car with a crunch, denting the passenger side left front door. Both vehicles did come to a stop though. Eventually I got in to that front passenger seat with the dented door too.
• Snippet: Lastly, there was a scene where I had forgotten to do my homework, and I was eating lunch with Kel near the University about two hours before my class was scheduled to start, as she was pondering some sort of a birthday present for me or something. I told her I needed to get to school to do some stuff and was so vague about it that she rolled her eyes and said that she’d just give me the leftovers on her dish, which was spaghetti wrapped up around a fork and drenched in some red sauce. We both laughed.

Feb 25 2023

• I was standing by an intersection near a townhouse that I lived in late at night, watching a couple cars go by. It was very serene and tranquil. I stood there watching the sparse traffic for a few minutes before returning to the house.
• The house was located right up against the curb and very close to the edge of the road, and was small, dimly-lit, sparsely-furnished, and felt dangerous to be in, as though it could be invaded and robbed at any time. Just outside the house I met Lee from McNally, who was standing outside and watching it intently, as though he was going to break in to the house, but I greeted him and he greeted me back and walked away.
• As I was entering the front door, I saw Patrick from McNally jogging by along with a girl next to him. He saw me and the half-opened door and also headed my way threateningly, as though wanting to use the opportunity to force his way in, but I recognized him as he approached and called out to him, at which point he stopped, recognizing me as well, and we chatted amiably for a bit. It turned out he was my neighbour, and I asked him how he had been since graduation. Apparently he had been doing pretty well since he had a house and girlfriend now.
• Once they left, I shut the door and locked it tightly, and then curled up in the bed in my tiny bedroom. My pillow was right next to a street-adjacent window, and that made me wonder if someone would steal my pillow in the middle of the night.
• While I had been talking to Patrick, Tigey and Doggy had been both standing upright in the kitchen, audibly arguing with each other like plushies do. They were now both tucked into my bed as well, but I heard a faint voice crying for help, and then noticed that Doggy had Purple‘s face, and when I examined closer, I noticed that even though I originally only had Tigey and Doggy, other plushies were appearing seemingly out of Doggy himself, and I could pull them apart like picking loose threads off of a piece of cloth. Purple appeared this way, then George, a Santa Claus, Ally, Clara, and one other weird plushie who had 7 letters in his name, including the letter Z in the middle somewhere. Something close to Tizilla but not quite.
• Snippet: There was a tournament where each African country picked animal gods and they duked it out in some sort of arena. I was watching from the stands, and one of the underdog teams that my friend was cheering on were the Egyptian team of sheep, which finished 5th overall, the highest position for an animal that wasn’t a predator. The bipedal sheep ultimately got intimidated by their opponents and curled up, refusing to reproduce any longer, which was apparently an integral part of their survival. A little sign appeared above each of their heads, slowly fading into origin and spinning around to show the audience a big red X notched on the sign, and once it had fully appeared and spun around, the team was eliminated.
• Snippet: Much later on, there was a scene where it was compulsory for people to attend court cases as audience witnesses, and Kel had gone to one recently and come back with a paper handout and a picture of a sign on the wall to alert me that the court was looking for info on transgendered individuals and specifically thought that I (and a couple other people) hadn’t done my duty and attended because I had changed my name and gender since I had done so. I had done so, and even had an attendance receipt from it, although it had my old name on it. I planned to argue with the court clerk over the telephone about this.
• However, I didn’t actually mind going as well because it meant a day off of work. The way it worked was that you arrived at some point between 8am and 12pm, and the earlier you arrived the earlier you got slotted into a court case to hear the arguments and proceedings between the lawyers and the judge. I decided to attend one anyway and arrived early enough to be put into one of the early court cases, which was going to be shortened because one of the lawyers was also a teacher and had classes to attend to later on. The other lawyer hadn’t arrived yet, so the lawyer and the judge started talking about random things, and the lawyer mentioned something about Star Wars figurines that he was into. One of the other watching students piped up and asked if he knew why a certain figurine set had been delayed a long time, but no one could understand him until he repeated it a few times and then they realized he was naming some of the characters from the show using a different pronunciation. I myself didn’t know any of the characters anyway.
• Snippet: Finally, there was a class scene regarding everyone seated individually at long desks and each person having a poem that the teacher had printed out, but either two or five of the poems were identical or very close to it. I pointed this out to someone who then reported it to the teacher and said that I was the one who had found that, which somehow got me into a little bit of trouble, even though they were basically trying to give me credit for it. The dream also somehow involved washing a couple of shirts and hanging them up to dry near the window at the back left side of the class, and then the teacher came by and left his poetry book on the table, and I noticed it was a 2nd edition book whereas ours were all 3rd edition ones. I swapped my book with his and he picked mine up and left without noticing, leaving his actual book behind, and I took the opportunity to study it and look at the notes he had in the book to see if the similar/identical poems were that way in there as well.

Feb 26 2023

• Snippet: All I remember is that at the very end of the dream, I was playing AMQ with Satinel, Nak, and Heg, and this version of AMQ had some weird talking drama tracks that none of us could identify, as well as a lot of toggle options down the side. The very top toggle option was “Compute Score”, and with it turned off, the place which normally showed our score would instead show all our submitted answers for each song concatenated together without spaces into one long string, and with the option checked it would show the total number of points that all four of us had gotten altogether for each song, where points were calculated by how quickly we typed in our answers. I wondered why that option existed as both sets of statistics it offered were completely useless for the game.