smelly KFC

Choosing seats at a half-empty KFC, many seats were wet and smelly. I chose one. (I think I was gonna prepare/ revise for OSCA exam in the KFC) and then my friend (no such person irl) came and we sat in another table, because that's what she wanted and she was physically disabled (she has crutches).

Later she wanted to change seats, and she chose another smaller table, I followed, but my seat is smelly for some reason, and the table was generally worse in like the surrounding floor is kinda wet and dirtier.

I asked her, “I think our table smells a bit bad, do you smell it?” To which she said no.

I encouraged her to swap to another table which I discovered before she came in, which was generally better, but she won't. (I indirectly asked in a way like “shall we change to that table instead?” instead of “My seat smells bad and I wanted to sit in another table”)

reckless driving coach

#mum #dad

Me and my dad and mom were sitting inside a driving coach's car. I was the learner. (They're probably here to accompany me.)

The driving coach tried to demonstrate driving on an actual road. I observed the cars in front of us. They were pretty gentle. The instruction was to slowly stop in front of the upward slope to a highway, and then somehow turn the car.

Our driving coach was very rough... I would say. He would just hard brake and step on the accelerator really hard.

I got pretty scared when he suddenly stepped the brake in front of the highway. Because I was worried the cars behind us would not react and stop in time, and crash on us. I just looked slightly concerned, I didn't yell or ask the coach or anything.

I looked at the middle mirror and apparently the cars at the back were stuck behind a red traffic light so there were no cars right behind us technically.

And then he suddenly accelerated and made a U-turn and went back out from where we entered the branched path for highway.

In the dream, my dad and mom were sitting at the front. _{(Now I am confused, then where was the driver sitting?? But I am sure the coach is sitting at the front too, and there were only two people at the front at any given time)} My dad was reading a white paper which was pretty big. Some sort of map. But newspaper size. But it was a document with many typed black words, not a graph. I forgot what mum was doing at the mean time. I was sitting at the back and I was also holding some revision documents for OSCA.

Anyways pretty weird.

_{I think OSCA exam was frequently brought up in the dream, because I was meant to revise for it before sleeping, and I need to pack my stethoscope and stuff in my backpack for tomorrow (today's) evening practice session (which currently I haven't revised at all). And I made this mental note repeatedly before I fell asleep, because I was lazy to write physical/ digital notes to remind myself when I wake up the next day.}

_{Also having dreams almost every day but I lost a lot of it naturally or because I was sidetracked with other apps on my phone and I just lost it bruh, or because my mum woke me up and I talked to her, so the fresh memory flew away. There were some pretty long dreams that weren't fragments like these ^, as I was sleeping like 8-13 hours per day now lmfao, all gone !!!! Because I didn't record them as the first thing in the morning.}

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