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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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Sunghoon and i went to a museum and hid from other people. We started to makeout and nibble eachother's ears and kiss eachothers cheeks. I felt hot and heavy. Then we were supposed to play with a ball but there were none. So i went in the fire escape and grabbed one of the balls on the rack. I came out and we opened a nursery gate. I walked in and Sunghoon said i should be polite. So i asked if i could put the ball down on the couch. Most people don't ask that. My cousin was sitting down and my family was in my grandmas living room. I haven't introduced my boyfriend to the family. Melody was taking pictures of herself with a disposable camera and no one seemed to care. I knew that sunghoon probably didn't understand the conversation so i reached over to his heel and started massaging it, to tell him i'm here and not be too obvious. Then he holds my hand. I grab some cake and sit back down in the living room while everyone else is in the kitchen eating. I told sunghoon i wasnt planning to introduce him today. And Kelly comes over and i introduce him to her. She acted kinda shy which he picked up on and i told him she isn't.

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I was with my best friend Erin and she took me to the flats where she lived and inside there was a massive dark room, like a dingy pub or something. Erin's elder sister worked there (apparently). There was a hatch in the far end of the room like the kind you would get your school dinner from. We went to the hatch to look for Erin's sister but she never appeared so we sat down at one of the tables and had a drink. Suddenly Joel Madden from GC appeared and he sat down for a drink. He was on his phone so we didn't approach him. Somehow I was then alone and I was walking through my home town and I was on a street called the Roddens. I saw Benji Madden approaching me and instead of going to say hello I pretended I didn't see him and I sat down on the wall of someones house. He eventually walked past me and then I jumped up and got his attention. He seemed really friendly and we chatted for a moment and then I asked him if I could get a photo with him. He kindly obliged and I got out my iPad (Ha...as if.) So I fired up instagram (as if) and then attempted to hold it backwards so we could take the photo. I struggled to find the button to press to capture the photo. I was embarrassed and apologised a few times for the delay he smiled but I could tell he was a little annoyed at me and was being polite. I tried in vain another few times but I just couldn't find the correct button to press to take the photo. Then Benji took the ipad and tried it himself, he couldn't do it either so he gave it back to me and said he had to leave.

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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