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Burger King, family, HS

I was driving/walking around the area I grew up, supposedly on my way to school, when we saw a Burger King. I mentioned to my brother and mom that for some reason I never see anyone at BK during night or day, but it’s always jam-packed for breakfast. My brother confirms, oh yeah, BK breakfast is the best. So we go in and it’s a small, tight, carpeted joint. We wander to the back nearest the kitchen and my brother sits down at 2 2-seater tables (definitely fast-food tables). He and I wait for a server as we’ve already been to this place before (in another dream). I warn everyone that I have to be done in 10 minutes because I have to make it to school. My mom looks around and sees some food sitting in a container covered with foil. I turn around to ask my brother when my sister, who was supposed to be meeting us there is coming and how we’re going to sit and eat, when my mom had already grabbed a plate and several char siu pieces and started eating it. She was commenting on the good taste, when the server comes out, sees her with it, grabs it out of her hand and tosses it aside before turning to us and asking for our order. She has an Eastern European accent and an exasperatedly gruff exterior, but friendly. I remember her from a prior dream and wonder if she remembers me too. At this point my sister has arrived and my brother has moved over to the table my mom and I are at which has morphed into a 4-person table. That’s good because people are streaming in and waiting for tables. My brother has already ordered, and then it’s my turn. I order the “Meal Maker” which is a sampler dish plus another dish, though the name escapes me at this point. She goes back into the kitchen to place our orders and I am super excited to be able to eat tater tots and  hash browns. Not too soon thereafter, my first dish arrives by an attractive younger woman possibly Asian or mixed, but with a Chinese accent. I think it’s an omelette with all the works on it. My mom asks me if she was Asian but I’m too busy digging into my food to answer, but I don’t need to because suddenly we hear a loud Vietnamese conversation coming from the kitchen area. I was a little surprised because I thought as a BK, it would be staffed like a fastfood place and not a restaurant. For some reason everyone kept referring to it as Rand Ally instead of BK. Anyways all of our food comes and as we eat, I laugh and notice that it’s no longer 6:50am, but more like 7:50am. I am one hour late. I start joking that I guess I’ll be missing first class today. Then I decide that it’s better to just miss the whole day because it works out: I had presentations and papers all due today but I’d done absolutely none of it all weekend…I knew I’d forgotten to do something. Then I laughed with my brother, asking, I can’t remember how I used to go to school? Was it school bus, because I have a car, so why not use it? My family confirmed that and said it was because it was a waste of money to go park my car at school. I disagreed since convenience was better than the parking pass payment, and now money isn’t a big problem. Later, even though I hadn’t meant to go to school, I wandered in anyways and walked down the quiet hall (my true elementary school hall). I caught a glimpse of my boss in real life, but in my dream a teacher, and booked it into the nearest bathroom which looked suspiciously like an old bathroom from our old house. I could see x-ray style through the door as she walked slowly by, suspicious of me, but distracted by commotion in the boy’s bathroom next door.

A prior dream saw me shopping in a very crowded place, filled with old classmates. It was a library/school store/retail store. Very full. I think I was living on campus, but I still had my dogs. I was getting bored because I couldn’t afford anything, when I noticed their massive Clearance section. Immediately drawn to it, I started picking through all the goodies, thinking about Christmas gifts and comparing prices. A worker was actively marking down items and I was criticizing the prices with my mom, because I was a price guru and knew what was a good deal and what wasn’t. So hah.



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My mind was going through lists of people I used to know, used to go to school with.

Earliest one I can remember is being in a large campus. It starts as everyone sitting in a cafeteria on those stools-attached-to-the-table things. We’re waiting for an event to start and next to me is someone I’m close with, a female. I assume we are going to be partners given our close relationship, but then goes off and we’re effectively broken up. I’m pretty upset and sad at this point at the betrayal (I don’t even know if I ever see her face), so I wander around, partner-less, to the field and other places on campus. The major festivities are low-key for the moment as it is in between events. I find an old classmate of mine and we hang out with each other. He’s married, I already know, with a kid and everything, but that apparently doesn’t stop us from sitting intimately squished together in this large shoe-like chair. All completely platonic. Soon, the next event starts and we’re back in the cafeteria except this time everyone has a string instrument, playing along to the music. I have my violin, but I was busy daydreaming or something because while everyone is playing, I don’t even have my violin out. So while the orchestra rests, I loudly open Velcros and zippers to pull out my violin and bow. Finally, I am able to play with the group, but I haven’t even gotten to tune anything yet, so I find the note we’re all playing and try to match it. I’m too loud, though and possibly out of tune. No one says anything, just gives me funny looks.

Next I’ve moved on to the hygiene group. I’m in an academy for dental hygiene. It’s absolutely massive and akin to those in Britain. It’s nighttime and I’m walking around making sure that everything is shut down for the night. I don’t think I’m a student, more like a visitor or a mentor. My boss is there too and we all start looking up at the night sky and asking if it’s a blue moon. Some males that are students there are helping out and everyone starts answering. I’m going back to the labs where someone had left some loose corn to boil on the electric stove there, to make sure it’s off. I’d turned it on because I thought someone had not finished their assignment yet, the only reason it would still be there. Since no one was attending it, I go to make sure it’s turned off. Then it’s morning and I join a group of my classmates as we head to the next area across the lawn of the massive campus. It’s not “my” group in the class, but I go with them anyways since we’re all classmates. We go into the automatic doors where we see someone of the other classmates in a room with all sorts of couches for sale. They’re sitting on some and these 4 black guys in sunglasses are all watching us like guards. I flop on a 4 seater couch, as do my entourage, and exclaim that I love the burnt red fabric (a very soft suede). One of the pillows cost $400 and the couch is on Target clearance for $10000. I mention jokingly that it’s on sale, better get it! haha! The guards are none to impressed, but I don’t care since we’re not buying that, so I wander into the next room which is the kitchen sale area. I keep going, seeing some glasses for sale and on and on through the store. It’s in a mall! My friends keep going, but I double back to try on the glasses frames since I need some. Some severe-looking rich people start making comments and I shrug and keep trying on increasingly ridiculous and eccentric glasses.

I’m having a sudden memory of another dream, a much more action-packed one in white building and dealing with…clothes? Some nakedness? Farting? haha. Clothes racks, maybe werewolves and blood and survival. A parking deck, digging a hole in the ground, weapons.

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More work dreams, doughnuts

I dreamed of my coworkers and work AGAIN. Once again it was in a building I’ve never been in before. There was very little actual work being imaged in the dream. Some patients had brought some doughnuts and left them in the common area of this building. I followed me Dr. and my a couple other people came with us to grab some. I took one myself and bit into it, but good golly it was BAD. Dry, tasteless and no filling at all even though it looked like it should. Everyone else threw theirs away but I felt bad so on our way back to the office I managed to finish mine, but I felt bad after that. Then I was setting up a tray in a stairwell for the next day, because I don’t know why there would be a unit hookup but no chair in the stairwell.

There was something about me stepping on a random green Lego brick on the floor and warning others to stay away from it. My right foot.

There were other pretty interesting dreams, but now I can’t remember any of it.

Strike that, here is one.

It was a very long-winded and frustrating dream. I went back to college and was to stay in a dorm with a roommate. The first time I went to the room, I went straight to it and was like, OK, cool this is my dorm room with my roommate. I knew that I was older than most of the students there, but everything seemed so mature in this particular dorm. I walked around campus, possibly went to classes and then it was getting dark and time to get back to my room. I ended up forgetting what the room number was and where it was, so I kept roaming all the floors, trying to figure out which one is was, to no avail. At one point I saw my  cousin who greeted me warmly, but I turned down the hallway like I had somewhere to go, so she stopped by someone’s room and was flirting with him. Still wandering around, I finally decided to text my roommate and she text-laughed and basically told me that I was on the wrong floor altogether. Grateful I went to the right floor but STILL couldn’t find the room because the numbers and layout followed no logical order and was so confusing! Someone finally found me and helped me out. They walked me through the in-house grocery store/café/cafeteria and I was ogling everything. I tried some drink from the café and ended up burning my tongue and hands, but it was worth it. Then we finally made it up to my dorm room and to my roommate and I decided to put it all down into my phone this time so I wouldn’t forget. Then I decided to visit my old friend Bernie from years ago. He was down on the main floor or the basement but he wasn’t in, so I looked on my phone and found him at a restaurant with friends. I pressed the summon friend button and he was whisked away and came to me.

I swear, around this time of the year I get that irrational fear of forgetting the location of my locker and the combination. The scalding from the drink was from dinner where I did end up burning my mouth and tongue.


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Work, Popeyes, Biking

I’ve been having some sleepful nights as opposed to sleepless. It’s nice, but the dreams have been interesting too. The night before saw some weird stuff with guns, toilets and old classmates. Last night was more tame.

Let’s start with the college dream. Something about going back to college? Well I wanted to take a tour of campus to reacquaint myself with it (it was completely unfamiliar to my real life memory), so I took my bike and started pedaling on the “bike path.” There were other bikes too, but at one point I got a reflection glimpse of mine and the tires were absolutely massive. I even was wearing a seatbelt?? Because I wanted to stand up but the belt wouldn’t let me, so I decided to “risk it” and took off the seat belt to ride. Ooooo so dangerous! I remember passing by existing students and instructors, getting snippets of conversation. One kid in particular had his mom there because he was in trouble for doing drugs. His mom was very supportive and tried to make him feel better. On my second go-round, there was some sort of big social event going on that included the community. I ran into an old man, so I got off and escorted him, laughing hysterically to find his wife who was doing a comedy skit in front of their merchant kiosk, but because she was busy I brought him to watch a different show with a lady who was entertaining a large crowd. Both shows were quite funny!

Change scenes to work, and I was tired and wanted to go home, but my last patient was my brother. My boss was taking forever to come do the exam, and when she finally did she took it upon herself to polish some more and sat down for more scaling like I hadn’t done a good job at all. In the meantime, her patients were waiting and it was past 5, plus we had 2 more sets of walk-ins! The assistant couldn’t wait any longer so left for home. I was standing up front with my co-workers, waiting, when her patients didn’t want to wait anymore so they come up to us and hand us trays of food from Popeyes saying they found it at the airport they had come from and that we should enjoy it. My coworker and I were like oo because it was an exotic flavor of Popeyes, so we split the sweet, tropical chicken tenders and the drumstick. It was very good. One of the waiting patients was having an emergency of sorts and was very insistent on seeing the doctor. Dark haired, young man, I was like, that’s cool. By now she finally had gotten done with my brother and ran off to deal with the other people. I go to clean up and she had reprimanded me for my subpar cleaning ability. My dream translated that to cleaning as in cleaning things, so there was this whole scene where I’m washing tools and dishes, and the light hits this strainer such that I can see nematodes being left behind! I am devastated by this and spend an inordinate amount of time trying to wash these parasites away. I manage to get it off the strainer, but the instant it hits the sink it puffs up and starts to bubble. Little patches of…mold..? start growing on it and I immediately grab a bottle of chemical to squeeze onto it. Much like squeezing BBQ sauce on meat. Then ANOTHER clump of parasites appear so I slather it on that one too! The more I squeeze on them, the faster they are overwhelmed and sink into the bubbly pool of  liquid in the sink. Finally they are gone and I am happy.


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Neato dreams

Probably having something to do with spending the evening watching Mortal Kombat videos and movies on YouTube.

I was in different levels/chapters of this adventure. Now, of course, it’s hard to recall exact details, so here are some snippets.

One part where I was in a village in a forest and looking at bugs (D’Vorah, no doubt inspired this). Found a little bottle glowing when I scanned the area. upon opening the bottle, there were eggs inside and to hatch them (side quest?) I needed the water from a little stream inside the forest, because not just any water would do. It had to be a non-polluted source. I tried to get back to it as it wasn’t too far away, but it had become night time and there was a large scary barrier blocking the way and obviously if I went through it, I’d be swarmed by high level bugs. So I asked my mom to do it for me because she was like a high level druid of the area. She said sure and went over, but was a little worried upon seeing the barrier. I’m not sure if she went in or not because the next level started.

Some cars, a warehouse, some sneaking, lights and nighttime.

There was a big level which was the climax of the adventure, but now I’ve plumb forgotten about it. I suspect nighttime again, some mecha maybe? Fighting for sure. OH. Advancing through a facility floor by floor as a “final battle” of sorts, with 2 other trusted teammates. We were different colors (blue, green and red) and had different abilities. A sword, a shield, and something else. It was part a mind game because we had to each go through some inner strength/demons test in order to power up our weapons. Mine had a part in the underground lab where I saw Dr. H who did the surgery for Gable’s paw. I talked to her in this very very cold basement. She was carrying gifts from patients and told me she had to go see if she could find my present to her. I had previously wandered silently through the operating room. It was so cold that the calla lily I’d given her hadn’t even started blooming yet.

Very interesting. I had to wake up because I was so cold and my baby girl had wandered into the room.

The next big dream was completely different. This dealt with college instead. College, part work again, but mostly being at a school. Similarly it was in some more locations and buildings that I have never dreamed about nor find familiar at all in real life. At one pointe I was seeing a patient who hadn’t been in since 2012, a teenager. Back then he had needed a scaling and root plane, but his mom reported that she only brought him to have his lower front teeth done. I told her that I would strongly recommend scaling again since the xrays obviously showed the need for it. For some reason both of my doctors were hanging out in my operatory the entire time and I had had the hardest time getting started with so many people chilling in it. She wasn’t happy and left, but it wasn’t my problem because Dr. V didn’t want to look in his mouth.

Then it moved on to a facility where I was busy showing off my skills with nunchaku and the big longer version it. Chased a friend around with it. Then someone asked me if I had finished my semester and I said, yeah I had decided to take 15 credits that semester for fun so I could finish out my degree that I’d started years before. However, upon looking at my transcript, they’d only accepted 9 of my credits. I was appalled because it was almost time to move out and why had I been taking my 6 credit English course then? It occurred to e that maybe it didn’t count because the class’s professor was unable to finish the semester and I thought it was completely unfair and not my fault. Oh well. It was time to move out of the “dorm” so I was the last person to sleep that night. Made sure to turn off the TV because I wasn’t a lower classmen anymore and the seniors were all very mature and responsible. Climbed up to go to sleep so I could leave the next day, but noticed that my friend J was awake. I snuck through an open door and surprised her who was getting ready to sleep. We talked a little bit and then I woke up.

Interesting. It was all very interesting. Hard to say why I dreamed the second set there.

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Man, classmate

This morning after one of my usual work dreams, was something a little more strange. I was with my hygiene classmates again and we were supposed to go watch some erotic movies (set up in a large bathroom) and group masturbate. I was like, WHAT??? but it was for school so what was I supposed to do? We were assigned a partner with the next person on the roll, but mine (a male, who in real life is now a crossfit trainer and used to be a body builder) didn’t want to be my partner so he kept going back in line to another girl until he was forced back into it. Instead of porno movies, though, we all sat on the ground in a bunch and watched a talent show that asked people from the audience to try feats of amazingness. I’d brought my camera so was trying to take pictures, but then I remembered in the back of my mind that I was supposed to be “taking care” of my partner, so I would every so often remember to rub him down with my free hand, except that when I did, it wasn’t him anymore, but my boyfriend. His arms, legs, neck, head…the pictures themselves I was having a hard time capturing because it was dark and lots of movement blurring the image (in real life I still have yet to figure out how to deal with that). I, too, was called to try one of the jumps, but didn’t do too well.

…an interesting one this morning eh? I can’t think of anything that would’ve brought that on except maybe a part of XXX movie with Vin Diesel I was watching last night? I’m always dreaming about work. Maybe I’m thinking of my classmates too.

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School and exams

Thankfully nothing overly….exciting…last night. I was in school and it was exam time. School mixed in with work. The most prominent memory from the dream was the western civ exam I was dreading because I’d spent my school time working and not studying and in the end didn’t study almost at all. I was trying to cram it all in before because I was in class early. The professor knew I hadn’t studied or that I hadn’t had time to study and he pitied me, giving me textbooks that things would come from. The exam was like a clinical exam where you’d have to go to each station and write the answer. I could see the first question even though I didn’t want to cheat, but I didn’t know the answer! Turns out he was making it open note/open book. So when it started, the exam turned into a bit of a game where each station was located in difficult to access areas requiring some physical exertion. Trains. Water. Railroad tracks. I remember running out of time very quickly and only having completed 1/3 of the exam because instead of knowing the answers I had to keep looking it up!There was a question called “psycho banana. What you think and why would it exist?” At that point my friend had given me her answer sheet because she was done, so I go to try said psycho banana and it was SO SPICY I spit it all over the floor. Then the next was “What are these two items and what would you do with them?” It was a dried pumpkin with it’s top cut off and an apple, but the pumpkin was super dry and smelled funny. Turns out someone had left the stove on so I quickly turned it off and was glad we avoided a fire. I spent much of the next couple minutes debating whether a pumpkin is a fruit or a vegetable.

Dream changes to a white house in the summer time with a spooky feel to it like it was being invaded by bad guys, but nothing progresses because I woke up.


The train was from Forza 5, where you have to race a train. School? I dunno. I dream about exams and school every so often. Maybe a latent desire for it? But annoyingly it’s usually I’m late or failing an exam. The spicy banana is from the over ripe bananas we have downstairs, and the spicy is from the salsa verde from the Mexican we had last night that was destroying my mouth yesterday….hopefully that instead of eating a spider in my sleep. The cooking was from cooking last night, and the pumpkin is the pumpkin from our porch. Next dream is that I dream of houses all the time, it was HOT under all the blankets and the beginning of my favorite type of dream. Doggone that I have to go to work.

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