Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Cookie picked me up to go to my family gathering. While we were in his car, it began raining heavily. We closed the windows, but they fogged up. I opened my window a little and the fog cleared as quickly as it appeared. While driving, a man suddenly ran to the car, placing his hands on the hood. Another man ran past him, and he chased that man, catching up to him. He beat him. "Someone should stop him!" I said, and Cookie got out as well as others in the cars behind us to break up the attack. It was as if this was a trap. I noticed we were surrounded by walls and these rough looking men walked in. One I called out "[Macaroon*]" to, since I thought it was our old friend, but it wasn't. I don't remember how we got out, but next, we arrived with my family. My Aunt B. was telling us to eat from the catered buffet. I gave Cookie a styrofoam plate, and after getting food, we sat in front of the television.

I was at my fourth year residence for university except it looked like China (what my expectations of China would look like). I crawled out of bed, got ready for class, and right before I was about to leave, I hear my room mate get out of bed. My class had around 100 to 150 students. I sat in the front row with someone who I quickly became friends with. She had not read the pages that were assigned today. The professor was angry because we were disruptive. He called on my friend to tell us what the chapter was about, which she made up something then admitted she didn't read it. The professor yelled at the class for not reading the homework. The class erupted into anarchy, and the professor left, leaving it in that state.

I was at a church and Butter and JammyDodger were there. I would constantly leave and return to the church. The first time, JammyDodger was playing with some of the young children in the back while the service was on. at the second time, I saw Butter in the back row, looking interested. When Cookie came to pick me up, I told him it was strange to see Butter interested. He said something like it wasn't something surprising. He doesn't seem like someone who'd be interested to me.

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* I called his real name.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I had two dreams both involving Lex. The first dream I don't remember but I think was searching for him. The second dream I was in Lineage II and he messages me on a character starting with an M. He was saying goodbye, and in "nice knowing you, never want to see you again."

Friday, September 10, 2010

I went to visit Axel's friend, Rauden. This happened for two scenes of the same scenario. In the first scene, I visited him and after a while of talking, Axel's aunt was there and they were dealing with something. To make sure I wasn't left in the dark, she showed me a huge poster on the wall that Rauden bought on the Internet. It was a print of a listening CD cover that was a tan colour and signed. She flipped it back and front to show me the damage that I wasnt clear on until I noticed wet patches on it. She replaced the heavy, clear, thick cover plastic on it. They were talking about how he bought the wrong liquid preservant and used it on the item. When she left, we both laid down and I cradled his head. After a while, I closed my eyes for a bit to rest them. Rauden thought I fell asleep. He moved his head closer to my own and when I felt his lips close to mine, I moved pretending to wake up; he stopped. I felt embarrassed, I wondered what it would've been like to kiss him.

In the other version, I visited and a while passed, but nothing happened.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

I was at school with Jana. We were in Spanish class after school was out. Our teacher called for our friend, so Jana left and returned with him to out class in the portapacks. He also took the class with us. As he talked with the teacher, I was steal glances at him and he'd do the same. Jana and I talked about how he and I use to have a huge crush for each other, but we never followed through. As we left the class, we passed his room which looked like a Pet Society account.

I was in the girl's dorm washroom/change room. I went to a toilet stall when a janitor came in with cleaning supplies. She was large and wore a pink dress and white apron. She told me the toilet was dirty and cleaned it before leaving. The washoom was a long room with green tiles. I danced across it twice before going back to my room. In my sunlit, white room, three stuffed animals lay on my bed, as well as an EMF. I took the EMF to play with only to find it was responding, sounding exactly like the one from CW's Supernatural. I brought it close to my two-feet tall Pikachu and I brushed my hand over its fabric, as if static was interfering with the frequency. I did the same for my other two plush toys. I heard a scream and ran to my door to see what it was. A girl ran through the hall terrified. I ran after her and later remembered I should use the EMF. I ran back to my room and back towards her direction.

I was outside school, on a boardwalk with two friends. We were meeting with more friends. We found them and Clarie, pointing to the cup in my hand, asked if it was mine (and not one I found and decided to drink) I told her that it was mine, of course.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

I was with my sister in a basement with a bar in the corner and a bookshelf at the other end. The lights were off so daylight came through the one, small window beside the bookcase. I has a santoku knife that I wanted to hide, so I put it in the top shelf, but I realized because I could barely reach the shelf, I should cover the blade with something. I found a few tissues and wrapped it, placing it back on the shelf. A group of people came into the room about my age. I sat with them and talked about school and courses. One girl I wanted to be helpful to, so I went to get a pamplet from the student office. It was a small room with books lining every side with a wall. The desk was empty, but I took a bright yellow pamplet for the girl and left. I don't remember much of what happened but then there was an earthquake and we all gathered in the corner with the empty bar while I thought about my knife still on the top shelf.

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