Dreams

March 21st is almost certainly going to be rated as another 8/10 dream night, so soon after my last one. March 25th was weird too, one of the very rare times where I did write down some dream notes but had long forgotten the context by the time I properly woke up, to the point that I couldn’t assemble a proper dream scene at all from what I had.

Mar 20 2023

• I had rejoined Dunman for 4th year classes there, even though I was around 35 years old already. My friends were more or less still there though, especially the guys. Ronnie was one of our teachers, and apparently a beloved one — he taught Math. I remember Eugene, Allen, Harvey, Paul, Zixiang, and Jonathan.
• Before recess, a couple of us were seated on a sofa in a theater room outside our regular classroom. I don’t remember the contents of the dream, but at some point, Paul put his hand in my mouth and playfully tried to choke me or something. I was trying not to bite him while trying to free myself and eventually managed to do so. There was also something about dividing up into groups of 4 to do some sort of dance for a future class, and the dance itself involved standing up and holding out our hands in front of us, and raising a certain number of fingers each time to represent different numbers. The teacher watched over us and scolded someone who didn’t seem to be practicing hard enough.
• Once we divided into groups of 4, we could submit our group to the teacher’s room to get a worksheet with a picture list of the dance steps (particularly the number of fingers for each step). I wrote down four names including my own, though I forget who the other three were, on the back of an old recycled worksheet that had other writing on it already. I then waited until the end of class, which led into lunchtime, before going off to the teacher’s room to submit the list.
• Once I returned, I saw that most of my friends had holed up in the other GEP classroom, sitting at their desks and writing out an essay of some sort. I stopped Harvey outside the class and asked if I had perhaps not gotten a memo to do an essay or something, since I had just transferred in. He said it wasn’t due yet, the class was just being diligent.
• It was raining, but I decided to take a walk around the school to occupy myself during this lunch hour, passing by, among other things, our old 1L classroom on the ground floor of the school, which was now an alumni room. Next to it was a 1H classroom instead of the 1K one, so apparently the available class letters had been juggled around a bit as well. I went to the end of a hallway and saw a room where some of my McNally friends apparently used to study in, Justin in particular came to mind. About ten meters away was a separate, small, detached classroom that I remembered used to be a music room. There was no shelter along the path leading from the main building to that room though, and it still was raining at this point, so I didn’t go that way.
• I met an Indian guy here who turned out to be a returning alumni student as well. He reminded me of Vikram from McNally but looked a little different. I chatted to him a little anyway, and while he wrote out and showed me his side of the conversation on a phone to start because he wasn’t sure if I was comfortable speaking, we eventually found out that we both were good at typing but preferred face to face conversations, so that’s what we shifted to.
• He said he was back here to visit Ronnie, and I showed him our class schedule and said that he was teaching the other GEP class right after lunch, and then our class right after that. I suggested that he come by the classroom and say hi once Ronnie came to our class. It was sure to cause a minor kerfuffle and Lord knows we could use the fun mid-class break. But also that other alumni had done so in the past anyway, and Ronnie was sure to remember him too. He actually seemed a bit confused at this news because he thought Ronnie taught Biology, or Bio-something (perhaps Biodata), not Math, but I reminded him that that was just what Ronnie‘s degree was, not his actual class. Well, not now anyway, it was possible that his taught subject had changed since we were from different years.
• Fast forward a bit, and it seemed like that alumni guy decided to actually join our class as a transfer student in the end. He was actually 7 years or socolder than me so I was no longer the oldest student in class! And had someone my age group to interact with.

Mar 21 2023

• A couple people I knew were returning from vacation on a plane — two girls who were sisters, and possibly the lead vampire character from the The Vampire Dies In No Time anime, I’m not sure if he was in this part of the scene or just the follow-up to it. There was also a picture of the plane on a runway and a large, stylized sun partially hidden below the horizon that reminded me of a synthwave sun, except the bottom half of the sun didn’t have horizontal lines running through it like synthwave-stylized suns do, at least not the parts that I could see.
• Anyway, it was implied that the plane would be delayed reaching back home by a day, and possibly also that it was somehow related to the vampire, whether he was home or not. A day or two after they all arrived home, the elder sister of the pair visited him at his place but found the house empty, and when she arrived home again the next day, she also found it empty. However, she noticed that the garden, with exotic flowers, including some tall pink and purple flowers that were only naturally found in Ethiopia, as well as another one that yielded some fresh vegetables from its flower head, were nicely trimmed and recently harvested, so someone was obviously tending to them.
• The next day, she returned with her younger sister and snuck into the kitchen with a cute creature, something akin to the vampire’s armadillo companion from The Vampire Dies In No Time. The elder sister dropped the armadillo on the kitchen floor, and they watched as the vampire burst out of the drawer, his two hands scooping up the armadillo before disappearing back into the drawer.
• When they opened the drawer, they saw him polymorphed into a folded kitchen rag, but it was obviously him because the colours of the rag matched the colours of his outfit, plus it had his face on it. When questioned, he said he thought that the two girls would want him gone after the plane delay debacle, and they said that he should not have jumped to conclusions, and that he should have come and talked to them even if he thought that that was the case.
• He led them down to a secret basement that he had made just as a delivery guy arrived with a ping pong table. He had been apparently hiding down here, and had bought the ping pong table to amuse himself, but now that the girls had discovered him, he invited them to play with him as well, and the younger sister accepted. There was a white rectangle formed by white tape pasted on the table surface, and this rectangle was about 1 foot in length from the edge of the table at every point along the tape.
• There were also four shallow metal saucer plates placed on the four corners of that inner rectangle, with two plates on each side of the net, as though to hold the tape down. Between the two plates on each side of the table was another plate, around the same size, but with raised rims so it almost seemed like a weirdly shallow pot. These were used to hold the ping pong balls between serves, and the vampire commented that he had finally found a use for the tea plates that he had. I’m not sure if I was physically present, but I had a thought here that the two central plates seemed like they would get in the way of the ping pong game itself since it had raised rims and would likely interfere with any ball hit down near it.
• At this point, the scene shifted slightly and I became an actual character in the scene, upstairs in a different room. I was playing AMQ with Satinel, and we were finishing up the last few songs of a game. Some of the songs we had to guess the titles of had the show titles shown in hangman style during the guess phase, with a couple of letters revealed and the rest of them being underscores, and I guessed one to be Cool Doji Danshi correctly based on that, even while I had no idea what the song was.
• The last song of that round was made up of two words, five letters long each, and with the revealed letters I thought it was Idoly Pride even though I again did not recognize the song, which was sung by one or two girls. It turns out the song was from a random show called Furby Rogue though, except the R was an Ŕ with an accent mark over it, and I commented that we now had two games in a row where this random Furby Rogue show was the final song of the round. I checked the game history though and noticed that the last game had Ending 1 of that show as the final song, whereas this one was Ending 2.
• We started a new game, and the first couple songs were apparently from boy idol shows. I didn’t know them, but apparently Satinel did, and the second one in particular was Ensemble Stars, whereas I believe we had chalked the first one down to Enstars, even though that was just a contraction of Ensemble Stars as well. For the third song, the game bugged out and continued playing the clip for the second song, video and all, so I knew that wasn’t the answer, even though I began to type it in anyway just in case. However, since we were playing the game in co-op, I could see that Satinel had put in an answer of Kakuriyo, or Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi, although she wasn’t sure about it. I figured that she could hear the actual clip, so I let her answer override mine, and it was correct.
• Later on, I was upstairs in the living room, seated on a sofa that was lined up against the south wall of the room. Kel was a couple seats away on the same long sofa, leaning against the corner part of the sofa that was in the southwest corner of the room. The sofa extended northwards from Kel‘s corner along the west wall so that it was perpendicular to the part we were on, and to the right of me was a flat-screen television, set against the east wall and facing west. Dad was in the kitchen to the north, getting ready to head to work. Next to him and the kitchen, on the east side, was an entryway to the basement where the vampire and the two girls had been playing ping pong. That entryway faced south toward me, and steps led down northwards into the darkness.
• I was reading a book that I had recently picked up from the library, it contained a bunch of life tips and was supposedly written by some basketball player, so I was rather dubious about how useful or accurate these tips were, but it was a moderately fun read so I was already halfway through the book even though I had just only picked it up. The title of the book contained a word followed by a number, something similar to Route 11, although it might have had a subtitle after it too.
• One of the tips I remember from the book was that the quality of home life, could be raised by leaving the television on at all times when someone was awake and present in the house, even if no one was explicitly watching it. Apparently, not only did that give people an outlet to go to when they were bored, but the sounds in general would make the house feel more homely, and electricity costs these days were negligible. The book slyly suggested leaving it on a basketball game or something like that, and that part felt extra dubious.
• Another tip involved red flags when trying to decide if moving in with a potential life partner was possible or not. The book stated that if you couldn’t agree on a thermostat temperature to set the house to, like if your girlfriend or wife wanted to set it to 15 degrees Celsius but you needed at least 18 degrees so as to not freeze while working in your home office, then that was a big problem and the marriage would not work out. The book also said that the other extreme, setting it to too hot, was also a red flag, especially if it was set to anything above 28 degrees. I liked to set mine to 26, so I considered myself safe. The book said that you could tell when a thermostat was set unreasonably high because the cement walls of the room or house would become soundproof as the heat caused the material to thicken.
• Lastly, the book had some picture galleries laid out in a photo album style which I realized, to my shock, included pictures of some of my friends from when they were young. I recognized Eisen and Eileen from Dunman, in their PE uniforms. I also recognized Shaun in the middle of some sort of group shot, with a yellow arrow pointed toward him, and I knew that this somehow implied (if the other pictures didn’t already) that it was plagiarized or stolen from my blog, since the arrow was something I had contextually added to a picture as part of a conversation about how I had recently learnt that Shaun was now part of an indie band touring the USA.
• I bristled at this plagiarism at first but quickly realized something interesting — he had actually credited the pictures to their associated websites in the caption listed below each one, but the ones from my blog were being credited to some other random blogspam site whose creator had partially stolen my blog name and post titles as part of its URL, and who had copy/pasted parts of my blog in order to try to land high on Google search rankings and get ad revenue from people clicking into it. Somehow this dumb basketball player turned positive vibes book author had landed on the blogspam site, thought that was the original post, and credited that in his book instead.
• Editor: The Shaun stuff is from My Diary #087.

Mar 23 2023

• Snippet: I remember exploring a tall building whose floors could only be reached via a single elevator. The bottom level of the building was a food court selling a variety of things, whereas the top level of the building was a posh restaurant, staffed by waiters, which sold only one dish made out of thick Asian noodles, but they had a lot of it. I was contemplating which one to have for now and which floor to visit later, and decided to have the noodles for now since I was already on the top level when I had to make the decision and didn’t want to have to make an extra elevator trip.
• Snippet: At someone’s house as part of some larger overarching plot, three 10-cent coins dropped into the drain part of a sink. They belonged to one of the couple other girls that were there with me. I eventually noticed that there were some coins lodged beneath the sink’s strainer but on top of the actual drain part itself, that hadn’t rolled down the drain and become forever lost yet, so I picked up the strainer, which had eight tiny brown/black pieces in it that I deemed to be dog food, and fished out four coins from underneath it. After washing the coins, I found that two of the coins were part of the three 10-cent coins belonging to the girl, and I returned them to her, although one of the coins was scuffed and stained on one side. The other two coins were larger coins, one circular and one rectangular, and both looked like they were made of a shiny glassy material with paint on them, sort of like a keychain. Apparently they belonged to the owner of the house.
• Snippet: Lastly, I don’t remember the context but I remember reading and comparing a couple different writeups on digital screens and noticing that there were semi-hidden underlined phrases for some words that I could click on to load up a new page with information on the people or places that were underlined. Sort of like my hover text plugin on WordPress.

Mar 24 2023

• I was watching the first episode of a 12-episode anime that just released, featuring a girl who managed to summon the leader of a defunct band as a ghost, a man dressed in all purple. She was some sort of princess and at the same time part of a team that was trying to recreate a robot or clone that could represent that man.
• I’m not sure of the exact premise, but it was something to do with an amalgamation of music, as the song, Leader of the Band, was playing in my head, as well as soccer, as there was a scene where a defending team was desperately trying to keep the ball out of their net, while the attacking team was trying to head the ball to keep it in play and kick it past the goalkeeper into the net. And the commentators pointed at a replay at one point showing a Brazilian player writhing on the ground in fake agony and said that if he had been as enthusiastic in playing the actual game as he was in faking an injury at the point, he was actually in a prime position to score.
• But anyway, the music and soccer scenes were somehow related to each other as well as to the reason that the group was trying to create the band leader clone, and once the princess girl did manage to summon him, he ended the episode by giving her the power to summon a version of his clone, which she did in front of the others. Someone else on her team, a scientist guy with glasses, pointed out that this clone even had basic speech capabilities, which she didn’t realize. The scientist said that this was still only just an F-tier clone though but that they could use this to develop better clones over the course of the anime season.
• Snippet: There was something in an earlier dream about completing a form by April 4th in regards to me going abroad. I took this as a reminder to finish my application forms in real life.
• Snippet: Also, there was something about a world which was a visual representation of my Nintendo 3DS SD card, with piles of “blocks” around the landscape represent installed things, and I was apparently having to choose between joining one side or the other in some sort of forgotten context.
• Editor: Leader of the Band is this song, by Dan Fogelberg. Specifically, the chorus was playing.

Mar 25 2023

• Editor: Last night, I wrote down the following dream notes:
  [2:40 AM] Shiara: Some magic mechanic, felt like in onimai, return leg of discussion whit –
  [2:40 AM] Shiara: Undid return leg of those on tv
  I have no idea what I meant to say. Onimai is Onii-chan wa Oshimai, an ongoing seasonal anime. Whit might have been a typo of white or with, I have no idea. What is return leg?