Tuesday, June 17, 2025

20250617 Cookie, Sprirz and i met at Biscotti's home. Others were there as it was his going away party before he flew to his home country.

Near the end of the party, Spritz said, " they didn't tell you?" Everyone stopped to listen. "The dogs are dying." He was referring to Cookie's sister's pups. Everyone's heads bowed in respect.

A while after the party, it was just me and Spritz, alone. "What's wrong?" He asked, noticing I was wistful and sad.

I gave him my response, beginning to cry. He pulled me to his shoulder, his arms held me in a hug. "You can always tell me what's wrong. I'm here for you."

After I let go and wiped my tears, calming down, we talked about his website and what shows were entertaining.

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I was on a mass-transit vehicle, looking out the huge window.

Sunday, May 18, 2025

20250518 i fell backwards onto my butt on a pile of snakes. They were pale with spots.

Saturday, June 17, 2023

 20230617 Cookie and I visited Cherry and her cat, who was back to being a kitten. As we spent time with her, the cat began clawing and biting playfully, but he didn't know how much strength he put into each swipe and bite because of his age. Eventually, Cherry put him in a large jar, telling him how he was being a bad kitten. As we admired him through the glass, Cherry's boyfriend came. He was upset about that we put him in the jar.

Thursday, June 1, 2023

20230601 I lived back in my old condo by the Toronto Waterfront, but the layout looked a lot more like my childhood apartment. I awoke from an afternoon nap, and Cookie kissed my forehead. As we were lying on our hotel-white bedsheets, Cookie bolts up and starts rushing to get dressed.


“What's wrong?” I asked.

He pointed to the ceiling, quiet. Listening carefully, I heard it. The carbon monoxide alarms were ringing throughout the building except in our suite. As soon as I was dressed, we peered out our front door and descended the stairs to the courtyard on the 8th floor.

My mom, dad and sister sat at a picnic table where we joined them. I don't remember what happened, but soon we were allowed back into our homes. 

Once inside our apartment's white walls, technicians went suite-to-suite checking everyone's alarms. I saw something stuck in ours, hence why it didn't ring, and I pulled it out. The alarm began buzzing and ringing. Luckily, not long after, two male technicians inspected ours and I confessed I broke ours just now. The Latino American one excused himself, saying he'll be back with a new one. I'm not sure where Cookie had gone, but I was alone with the other one. He was Caucasian with brown hair that was mildly curly and a little longer than his ears (he looked a little like Hunter Doohan from the show Wednesday). He was attractive, and despite being confident around his friend, he was shy. He showed me a video that his company made using a drone. We spoke a little and exchanged emails for instant messaging.

Sometime in the future, we had friends over and I messaged him to come join us. When he came, I spent most of my time with him. At one [point, he sat at Cookie's work desk, set up his mini laptop and began typing away, working. I turned around and sorted through cellphone batteries on my desk, finding one that was swollen. I made a mental note to take it to the store to be recycled.

It was morning, and when everyone had left, Cookie and I went for a walk. When we went to the brown postboxes to get our mail, a dog approached us and began pooping in front of us. Cookie stepped back.

“She's very lovely. Or he,” I told the owner, disregarding the dog's actions.

She was a blond, elderly, round woman. She looked at me. “Thank you for not assuming her gender. I don't know what it is.” When the dog was done, they were off and so were we.

I don't remember why, but I stopped to pet an Irish shepherd's silky head, but as she flopped on her back, I decided to lie on the pavement and continue rubbing. Soon a new dog came by and got rubs and cuddles. Then I felt one with curly fur crawl under my legs and lie down. Soon there was a dog by my face. It looked familiar with a salt and peppered black coat and face.

“Hello,” I said to the dog, as its owners came to me happily. It was Cherry and her boyfriend. I looked under my legs to see Peach and Tomato's two, sweet dogs. I enjoyed being in that dog pile, in the sunshine.

Thursday, March 23, 2023

20230323 I can't remember how it began, but Biscotti stopped by out house (which had Cookie's grandparent's house's layout). I was watching a streaming tv show up in Cookie's and my bedroom. I set up our printer because he wanted to watch Doctor Who next, as if printing something would change the playlist of my television. Soon, Spritz arrived, then Shortbread, who took the transit. As we were watching my show, the paper jams in the printer and we fix it with much struggle. Also while we watched my show, Spritz put a CD into my CD player to watch after, as if that eould affect my playlist as well. When it was finally done, Shortbread said she had to leave to catch the busses, but Biscotti volunteered to drive her home. She stayed longer and we went down to grab a snack.

Biscotti's little brother was lazing on the sofa with Cookie. I asked why they didn't come up; Cookie just shrugged.

In the middle of the night, I woke up and went to the main floor because I heard a sound. Cookie was wide awake and came up from the basement. In the hallway, between us, was a polar bear. We stood still as I recalled the rhyme about what to do:

If a bear is brown, lie down;
If a bear is black, fight back;
If a bear is white, good night.

The bear didn't seem to notice us as it began descending the stairs to the basement. As doon as it was far enough, I closed the lights and shut the door, noticing the RBG on Cookie's computer was on. Cookie wasn't sleepy so he was playing Hearthstone.
“What do we do?” Cookie asked.
As I checked Google Maps on my smartphone, looking for animal control. One was open at 1:30. It was now 2:00. Relieved and eager to get rid of the bear, I called them.

Saturday, October 23, 2021

 20210222
A man, his daughter and his wife lived in a small village with a church. The daughter reached the age when she must find a husband, or she'll be tossed out of society. Her parents chose a cow to be her groom, but she told them she already have someone else in mind - the priest at the church.

The priest was an elderly gentleman in his 70s that was slender built and still strong on his feet. He wasn't a very kind person despite his role, but she wanted to marry him nonetheless. Her parents didn't approve, but because they loved her so much, they tried. Reluctantly, the man goes to the church to make clear his daughter's declaration clear, but the priest refused and insulted their daughter. the man and priest got into a fight, where one of them died. I don't remember well, but I think it was the father. 

Monday, May 18, 2020

I was part of a teenage girl's wedding, and I didn't know the couple. We were practising the ceremony in a community centre. She handed me a kitten, who constantly mewed. The bride asked me to be careful of her front right paw, as she'd hurt it. The kitten was her flower girl, and I wondered if it would be carried down the aisle. I snuggled the kitten, rubbing my face in its fuzz, and I wondered if it was hypoallergenic. I am allergic to cats.

Monday, November 24, 2014

For some reason, Cookie, a few friends, and I were spending the night at Cookie's mother's house. I've forgotten most of what happened, but I remember three main events.

The first was with Shortbread and Wafer. Shortbread was asking me what the furniture was like on the backyard deck, because we saw chairs made of weaved material - some kind of tree. I told her my in-laws had two sunbathing chairs and four arm chairs made of the same materials and in the same weaved style. She was surprised there were weaved sunbathing chairs, but she didn't reject their existence.

Some time passed and we went to the backyard, where Shortbread commented on the sunbathing chairs. Although it was day time, we acted as though it was time to get ready for bed. Wafer disappeared, and Shortbread pulled out a denim blanket, sinking into a depressing mood. She told me about her cat, Pika, whose health had fallen, and the time to put her to sleep was approaching soon. She had scissors with her, and began weeping as she cut up the blanket to make a smaller one, so she could wrap Pika and bury her in it. I watched as she flipped the blanket over, finding a square pattern in the centre, and decided on cutting out the square instead. I had an arm around her the whole time, not sure how to share my support.

After everyone had gone home, and Cookie and I were packing our things in the lobby. Cookie's mom was at the house, and I was fully aware that it was November 29th - Cookie's stepdad's birthday. I was shy to talk to Cookie's mom, and when his stepdad came downstairs, we said our goodbyes and went out the door. I didn't greet him for his birthday because I was too shy.

Friday, March 28, 2014

I came home in my first dream to find that the door to my house was left unlock and closed improperly. I went inside, discovering our furniture was all gone. Everything was gone except my plastic bag of wedding planning. I panicked and called my parent's cellphones but they didn't answer. I ran to Shortbread's house, texting her if I could stay there until my parents were back. As I was going there, I texted Wafer and Cookie in panic. I hugged Shortbread as soon as I saw her, and hugged her dad in thanks. My mom called and picked me up before going home. My dad laughed when I told him the house was robbed - he put everything in a storage compartment to make cleaning the house easier.

My dad dropped me at high school during a rainy day and I realized I was late for my first class. I fumbled with the class schedules in my hand, running up stairs until I reached the highest floor. My class was in the middle of the hallway and I was embarrassed to join them because I had the same teacher another year ago. Class soon ended and I followed them and chose a locker before going to my next class in a hotel room-like space. We sat on beds and I sat beside someone I've met before. His hair was dirty blond and down to his chin and he was tall compared to me. I sat beside him on the bed and his group of male friends. Everyone was watching the television to our right, but I felt his eyes on me. I bounced on the bed a little, flirtatiously and adjusted the way I sat. He leaned over and whispered, "I like you", but I rejected him - I had a boyfriend.

I went to a formal party with a girl and we walked around the banquet hall. It was lively inside and I was happy, but somewhere along the way, we met the same boy in my previous dream who had a crush on me. He had a bag of stuffed toys, one of which was a plump, little, round pig. We sat down and the girl and he talked while I squished and rolled the pig in my hands. My friend started crying because someone had eaten her little dog here. We all got up to leave, and find her dog. The boy left us for a bit and she and I ran in the underground parking lot. Beside one garbage can was a worker, and we asked him if he could check if the dog was in the garbage. It wasn't. We went to the surface and met the boy again. He had his bag of toys and told us that they were slowly disappearing and he needed to restock. We crossed a grassy, untamed field to a shed in the sunshine. He started grabbing more and I understood he was working for some carnival. After he had collected enough, he left me in the shed and I took one of each toy, stuffing it into my bag just as an obese woman trotted towards the shed. I closed the zipper and walked off, meeting my friends. At my locker, I fumbled with the lock, unable to remember the code, but my friend tried and opened it. Streams of coin fell from my locker, spilling on the ground. We gathered them up while the boy was confused. Knowing his boss, the obese lady, was watching, I told him firmly, "don't you remember? We played some games." He nodded in agreement.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

I was with Cookie for part of the dream. I was given a fish tank with more fish. The tank had a crack. I was thinking of what to do but my mom poked around with the crack and it broke off. The fish were flushed out of the tank, panicked, and I hurried to put them in water, especially fishy who needed the water conditioner. In the end my fish were okay and still alive.

Friday, November 16, 2012

In my first dream, I had a daughter with my husband of a few years. She was older, maybe nine years old, with fair skin and dark hair that shone brown in the sunlight. Somehow we found out Cookie had previous marriages- three past wives. My daughter wanted to meet them, so we scheduled for all of them to visit our house. Our daughter was excited, as she was saying "I have four moms!" When we all met, my husband came home and saw the five of us having tea in the backyard. He was unimpressed and grew huge, turning green. He was the hulk. He threw a fit, and I can't remember how he got knocked down, but I was the only one who could soothe him. he was laying on the grassy floor and I patted his head, stroking his hair. When one of his previous wives approached, he would get angry, so they left me to take care of him.

Everyone was migrating somewhere; everyone I knew and loved. We were carpooling to somewhere far, abandoning our houses and mostly everything we owned. I sat in a car with Shortbread on the highway, convoying with my family when we all stopped by the side of the road. We saw Canadian geese- many of them- enough to cover the sky. I took out my camera and tried to take a picture, but the view finder wouldn't focus and it showed all the birds as waves in the ocean. We looked closely, and they were penguins. Why were penguins in North America? I tried taking another picture with the same result. I look again and there were many birds. My photo teacher tried taking a picture, as well as my sister, but we were unable to. I had difficulty trying to make mine focus.

Monday, September 3, 2012

I was with Cookie and we were in an apartment or hotel getting ready to leave for our school trip. We were watching an episode of a television series we usually watch, either Suits or The Community, and when it ended, I finished packing my things and we ran out the door. We ran into Wafer in the lobby and together we ran after checking the time, 7:25 am, to the parking lot of where we were suppose to meet. Unfortunately it was on the other side of the place and we ran as quickly as we could, my white ballerina flats hurting my feet as we ran. We decided to go through a building and unfortunate when we reached the other side, I ran through the clear doors buy Cookie and Wafer didn't. They stood at the doors when they heard the announcement to desist entering and exiting through those doors. It was too late for me and I ran to the left, crouching behind two chairs. There was a pool filled with water and huge penguins in it, dancing and flapping their thick, black wings that seemed rubbery. As they danced, a dolphin swam around the edge of the pool with a lady gliding behind it, dragging on the cement pavement. I wondered how painful that must've been when I heard someone call me. Sitting on the two chairs I was crouching behind were acquaintances (I met in the dream before this but I no longer remember) in their swimsuits. Then I heard an announcement for people to volunteer and join in dancing. A lady from the water beckoned me to come in too when the two girls went in, but I refused, having no swimsuit on. I put my bag on one chair and sat on the other, guarding the two previously occupied chairs. There was a binder on one chair and I looked through it. I remember one of the girls promising me one of the jewellery pendants inside if I did a small task for her.

I was in a TIE fighter (from Star Wars) alone, as this TIE was spacious inside with room to walk. I was flying through Hoth, looking for a Rebel base, as I was from the Rebel Alliance. Through two, snowy peaks at my left, a distinctive TIE emerged. It was Darth Vader. I was scared, especially when he radioed my ship and I answered. I was afraid he'd know I was a double agent but he didn't. He asked for the second pilot but I told him he died from the Rebels. He told me to follow him, so I did. We exited our ships and I followed him into a snow cavern. Inside were two wampa ice beasts, and he abandoned me in there with the mother and son. I ran around the place out running them and once I found the entrance, I ran out into the snowy blizzard. They still followed me so I continued to run and lost them at the edge of a forest. The world became very MMORPGish as I continued to run through the trees and found wild, white wolves chase after me in massive groups. I kept running and found myself in a village, still with the dogs on my tail. Other players came to fight the wolves off and I was free from the dogs.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

I had three dreams but I remember only bits of the first and third.

In the first, I had an envelope with something important in it, a cheque maybe. I put it down temporarily to look at something on a table at the mall, but when I looked into my envelope, it was gone. I panicked, but I also saw the thief left something there too. It looked like an important paper. Somehow I ran into Britney Spears and she said she knew the thief, so we went into a girl-accessory shop like Claires, and there she was. Britney talked to her first, but I hid in case I would scare her away. When Britney finished the deal, she returned to me with the thief- a woman with long red hair and punk clothes- and told me the deal. I was to give her a bus ticket and what she forgot. She gave me my cheque and she left with her forgotten paper, but she forgot her bus ticket. I pulled out a sheet of folded tickets. They were about 1cm x 2cm each and I tore one off for when I met her again, and I did and gave her the ticket.

In my third dream, I worked at fast food and when my shift finished, I hopped on a bus back to Waterloo. The seat I chose had a cat and a lizard sitting on the same seat, but I sat beside them on the same seat anyway. When I reach there, I hopped on another bus that led to the school. I bumped into a lady who invited me to ride free with her ID pass, but I still had mine from school.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

I had two dreams. In my first dream, I laid on the floor of the bakery shop I worked at for fun.

In my next dream, my fish died and my fish bowl was empty so I ate ice cream from the fridge and finishes it. My sister wanted some, so I dug into the ground, and as I did, I found a small, pink snake. I put it into my bowl as my new pet. One day, it started opening the plastic covering above it's bowl, and I became scared. I decided it was time to get rid of him. I went looking for something to pick it up, but when I came back, it was on the floor. I tried picking it up on it's tail, afraid it'd bite me, and it did so I dropped it again, looking for something else to carry it in. I told my sister, who'd just finished her shower, to keep the toilet open. She did. I don't remember why I headed to the front door, but out the window, there was a huge snake head hanging down inches from the front door. I swept the little, pink snake into a small garbage can with another one and ran to the bathroom and flushed the toilet. The pink snake turned green when I swept it into the garbage can.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

In my dream, I was watching two men. They lived in a quiet neighborhood with many small cats and dogs. One day, something was wrong with their pets like they had rabies or another disease. I was viewing this dream through one man's eyes and I stayed inside the car. In the mid afternoon, the pets started acting strangely and I saw my friend run out of the house I was parked in front of and into the diver's seat, out running the pets and closing the door promptly. It was scary when he forgot something in the house. He ran back in to get it and came back out. When the pets left him alone, they ran back inside the house as two women were exiting the house and ran into the backstage behind us, kicking the dogs so they wouldn't come in. I don't know why they didn't stay with us. Once the digs were gone again, the man and I ran out of the car and down the street, hoping the pets would get confused when trying to find us. We ran to a neighbour's door when it was starting to get dark and frantically knocked. A man answered the door, but my friend was having second thoughs when he started sneezing constantly.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

At first I was outdoors in a sleepy little town. I lived beside a patch of grass and i had little care for what went on in life. One day a bird the size of a pidgeon appeared in that little patch. It was plump With black-Dark brown feathers. I followed it around, watching it carefully and out of it popped a big baby blue egg. I called to my mom who wasn't too far from us and she said to leave it alone, but I couldn't and watched as the egg instantly hatched to show another bird of the same size and colour. I grew terrified as it. Entered our house through the sliding glass door. I did my best to lead the pair out and in a desperate attempt, I kicked them with my bare foot out the same door. I was scared because now I might have had lice on my feet and in the house.

Another scene showed when I was a little older. With a pack of my military troops on black and navy armor, we kicked in the doors to a house and shot a growing line on the wall that was beginning to merge through two bugs eating at the layers or something. The lice had evolved to something invasive and scary. While my team captain and another successfully stopped another line from connecting, another person and I didnt, but we couldn't do much after that. Downstairs was the couple who lived in the house. The man got up from the breakfast table he and his wife sat around paying bills since he had to do something. I whispered to the captain who said to just shoot him since he'd been infected. He fell to the floor gently and quietly. My boss said to shut off the laundry machines so I did before we left the house. I felt terrible for the wife. She'f find out her husband was dead when she got on her feet.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I was back in university, except my school was different, Wafer and my sister were there, and Manello (my high school English teacher) was a professor. Wafer had class and asked me to look after Misty, her white toy-poodle dog. I picked her up, and carried her like that. I soon realized I had class as well, so I rushed into Manello's class and took a seat at a desk. My sister sat to our right, and Manello began the lecture. Halfway into it, Misty had to urinate. I walked with her to the glass elevator, and on the ground floor, Misty knew what to do. The sky was a gorgeous pink-lavender and the cool breeze felt wonderful, that it was a shame I had school indoors. When Misty finished, I carried her, but realized her bladder had leaked more fluids. My white, collared shirt was partly soaked with her urine, but I could do nothing now that it happened. We went back into the elevator and in the hallway before class, I realized there was a play area for children with a mini slide. As couple of kids were playing on it, and I wondered if they'll let dogs play too. I spoke with a lady standing near it, but I don't remember on what, then I returned to class with Misty in my arms.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

During my nap, I had this dream: My 4th year residence home was not set up in the same way as was familiar to me. I still lived in a separate basement with my room mate. She asked to have some tape (she was a different , short-haired room mate who was more outgoing). My dad was napping on my bed. I noticed somehow, she liked Tales of the Abyss as well, so we talked a little as she fixed something with tape. We heard the front door open to find two Europeans who were going to be our room mates too. There were two cats with them, that I dumped flour on. When I petted one, she was sweet. I scratched her butt, like I've seen on YouTube, and she rolled around from being tickled. She would scratch the other cat's butt too. Then they had a small dog, from appearance, but medium-sized when I touched it. I scratched around its head with both my hands, as I would do to Misty (Bonk's dog), but this black, white and hazel dog kept growling. He began advancing towards me until I fell on my back.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

I don't remember much, but I was with Hent and Kitty at my house and we were leaving. I left to find a picture asking these two if they had a good one for our presentation. When I went up my outside stairs, an adorable orange cat appeared. I was in a hurry so I barked at it to scare it. It hissed at me, then ran away. It came back, tumbled over my head in a flip and raised its arms up going "tadah!".

Thursday, October 14, 2010

I was on a pleasant trip with my family. I was sitting at a mini spa with my sister, our feet inside the small pond. It was alike a trip to see a part of Japan. We were discussing something about cameras. There was someone there who overheard us and we talked together. They drove me to my residence-like place for school. It seemed like it was attached to the school. The classes were on painting and drawing, and while portfolio viewings and open house meetings were going on in each room. I started leaving the building, but I ran into a friend. we worked together for a while, and then I left for home. At hoe, while the homeowner was out, this man stood at the foyer working on the alarm system. He was from a company. With him was a dog, which was quite large, but was happy and gentle. I pet it and went back in to work. The weather started getting nasty. I got scared because there was a tornado warning. The man finished the alarm installation and stayed a bit, waiting for the weather to pass. A few minutes later, I heard the front door opening. I rushed to shut it, in case of burglars, but I found the dog in the foyer in panic. I wanted to calm it down so I said sweet things to it. It still thrashed about. I talked to it more and it started to growl at me. I looked at it through the glass door screen dividing us. Was this the same dog from earlier? It started barking and attempting to attack me. I yelled and banged my fists at the glass door trying to scare it away. I yelled at it "I hate you!" from the top of my lungs [I was talking in my sleep].

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