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Met online friend irl and she made me watch a CGI cartoon movie titled "A Streetcar Named Desire" ...it started with siblings singing a song about asses. i remember feeling like i wished the experience I was having were real. the movie was awful, though. at some point in the dream, i was back home and really upset about school. she had came and comforted me after a bad interaction with a teacher who was also a cop. this teacher accused me of being disrespectful and it made me get aggressive. I dreamed I smashed the wall in EJ's room out of anger, using his computer to do it. i stopped when Mak screamed out of fear. this is where i woke up. at some point in the dream i had made a cake while my mom did. she complimented it. felt proud of myself for making it. another reason I was angry is because i was in an english class. we had to annotate notes of our peers and this person had told me i spelled "patronize" wrong even though i didn't, and thought all of my points were wrong and was horrible about it. this is why i smashed EJ's wall. another thing i felt was guilt because i ranted about online friend ghosting me days before she made me watch that movie with her. she also wanted me to come see another one. she said we'd meet up at 9-9 on Sunday. I interpreted this as 9:09. at some point in the movie, there was this principal with a fork for a head. he did something that accidentally upset the kids and they all hate him. but it's possible he was egotistical all along. he called himself sexy.

I was vacationing with my parents at a beach house that we used to visit, and I had brought my computer bag filled with a single change of clothes and some other things; because I have to travel back and forth to uni so in the event that my mum and I get storm stayed we're not outta clothes. I was complaining about how we were staying there for a week and I only have a single set of clothes. In actuality I wanted to make it sound like I only had the clothes on my back because it was incredibly sudden that we went out there and I didn't have a chance to grab my laptop. But my mum casually hand waved it off saying that we could just wash and dry them there...except no because they didn't have a washer and the only "dryer" was a clothes line. So at a stalemate I just decide fuck it, I'm teleporting back home and getting my computer and some clothes proper. I place down a slightly glowing orange symbol in the room I was staying at so I could more easily warp back here and jumped trying to teleport myself back to my house. I wasn't successful though and it was at that point that I realized that I hadn't placed a marker in my room at home either. The shade of the orange symbol was a proper orange, and the symbol was kinda like a solid colored heart with a thick lined circle around it I think. It wasn't even that big either, about the size of your average coaster. Anyways my cousin and aunt, who were apparently staying with us, come in and telling them of my plight it turns out I could use my cousin to warp to their house, and then work my way back home. So I pick up a book that has like maps of streets and interconnecting streets in the general are, so I manage to jump to their house, landing in my cousin's room. And wouldn't you know there's a symbol kinda like mine but in a deep blue...except it wasn't that my cousin also could teleport; it was more like it was a place of returning.

The computer keyboard is so dusty I can’t clearly see the letters on the keys. I’m not a good touch typist, so I need to see those keys. I wipe the dust away, but it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. I try to type anyway, but I hit the wrong keys and have to keep hunting for the backspace key. I’m frustrated because I have to write. As I frantically wipe away at the dust it gets thicker and darker until my keyboard is covered in the rich, dark, grass-flecked dirt of my flower beds. I keep trying to dig through the dirt and type, but the dirt gets deeper and deeper. I can’t see my keyboard at all, but I dig and paw at the dirt, trying to find it.

I was asleep and i was trying to wake up each time i'd wake up i'd later realise that i am still asleep and that  this is just another dream i woke up again and there was 2 of me , i could see everything from a third perspective as if i am watching a movie the old me from the past was sitting in a chair infront of a risk with what seemed like a very modern computer , thr room was spacious and dimly lit and old me was trying to control me by using the computer telling me to wake up but old me couldnt get me to wake up so future me showed up and sat on the desk saying wake up wake up wake up and present me in thr dream could hear their voices in my head but i still didn't wake up, i couldnt i wanted to but i couldn't but i kept on trying till i actually woke up

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