11/3

awkward confident brO stranger

A very awkward stranger brought me and friends to a restaurant as part of a tour around a new city we were visiting, since the stranger thought we were now friends after trying to chat with us for a sentence. We thought it wouldn't be too bad to grab a meal together as we were quite hungry already, plus the guy said he would bring us to somewhere decent and popular. (It was kinda like a dim sum breakfast shop, a bit cramped but well it is popular.) After getting seated, I gave a gift to a friend, and the guy asked me for a gift too. Being fed up by his awkwardness, I firmly said, No.

19/3 #charlotteh #Ivan

ultra malignant cafe owner

I wanted to invite Hon to a new cafe near my neighbourhood, and there was a complex with several new cafes opening, so I decided to visit there to browse their menus and decide on the best cafe to bring her to. I stopped in front of a pretty nice looking cafe, with a glass panel displaying food models, including drinks with icecream on top, cakes and different kinds of desserts. I stopped by the counter and a boss (lady) wanted to bring me in for a seat. I nicely rejected and explained I just wanted to take a look of their menu on the desk of the counter. She seemed a bit annoyed and went back to her seat at one of the dining tables. I wanted to ask her a question actually but she didn't hear me when she was going back, so I raised my voice a bit to address the boss so that she was alert I wanted to ask her something. She became very offended when I asked if there were any a la carte and lunch menus like noodles. She responded malignantly in every sentence, like she was being very passive aggressive. For example, she said, have you seen noodles in a cafe and dessert shop?? Did you assume I have a menu for everything? Did you expect to have every type of dish in my cafe? It is probably your first time going to a cafe before, you are so broke you don't even know what is inside a cafe. I remained polite and resisted the urge to correct her and also to say I went to cafes before obviously but not yours, since it wasn't really necessary I guess? Although it feels bad. Before leaving after listening to half of her prickly sentences I asked for permission to take a pic of their menu and counter, actually it was to remind myself of this awful cafe and probably sending it to my friends to tell them about it too. Originally I might considered eating in one of the cafes before finalising my decision, but now I had completely no mood nor appetite to explore the rest. Opposite to this cafe is another cafe, with a very friendly boss inviting me to dine inside. I was wondering why he was so friendly as if I was a frequent customer, and recalled Ivan brought me to eat here once before (memory in dream) (no such actual thing happened in previous dreams or in reality). I smiled and declined and he wished me have a good day, and I left. I'd like to take a look at the menu of this cafe but it was right opposite to the malignant cafe so I didn't dare to stay any longer cuz I was scared I would trigger the fuck out of the boss lady. Although the cafe was nice I would also not consider bringing Hon there because of the location ... kind of a pity

20/3 #mum #dad Travelling with family in Japan, lived in an airbnb with a complicated room layout. In the dream, I recalled I had lived in this same Airbnb across dreams (but travelling to different places like France/ Greece or whatever) (after waking up I didn't recall anything like that though) Later went shopping in muji alone. I spotted an oversized pajamas and didn't like it when I tried it on. I stayed at around the entrance area and was planning to slowly shop from outside to inside (the muji was gigantic), when I saw my mum and dad appeared and also shopping here too, so I got a bit unhappy. Because originally we were going different places for shopping, and I felt like I had less privacy and cannot be as carefree as shopping solo (although I am technically still shopping solo).

21/3 #A There was an electricity outage in HMT. (idk my diary just jotted this) I went to find seats with groupmate for lecture. ML Khong saw me and she told me not to tell A to gift to teachers anymore, through the mic. I was shocked and told her we would talk after class. I wanted to explain how I was shocked knowing this, and I did not tell A to gift or bribe teachers. While listening to the lecture, I thought, Mum's assumption about A deliberately making me look bad is real, I didn't heed her conspiracy and yet the conspiracy was real, and the same things had been happening across dreams! (after waking up, I disagreed with my dream thoughts about “same things happening across dreams”, or maybe I didn't recall lol)

25/3 #uni dreamt about my class schedule being 8:30-12noon QMH, then 12-5 GH, I felt very tired and a sense of dread about this dream. (after waking up I thought I don't want to go to a 8:30 class right after yesterday's exam, I deserve some rest, so I skipped the whole day worth of class. The schedule wasn't as hectic as the dream but I do have a 8:30-11:30 class)

27/3

chased by monsters

Went down from a highway, into a concrete jungle. Chased by monsters in alleys. Similar to the streets in Jarilo-VI in Honkai Star Rail (kind of messy, cramped, narrow and dark, many alleyways and random monsters), and the monsters were in that art style too, and I can see the alertness bubble and aim circle thingy on the monsters too?? Had to bring my small baby mum to a safe spot where a healer would fetch us and protect us. I hadn't unlocked any skills/ attack so I could only dodge or sneak in the alleys when the enemies weren't looking, while carrying my mum/ holding her hand while walking. Finally after much time and difficulty I arrived at the meetup spot where a robot secretly talked to us. Turned out since it was still dark / 5am ish, the healer's clinic wasn't opened yet so we had to still dodge our way until like 7 or 9am ish. While talking, some monsters began to be alert by the noise, so I had to climb up the pipes to hide while cradling my mum. Terrible and intense.

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riding race car

A friend and I rode a stranger's plastic super race car because we loved the car and wanted to try riding in one. But it was his first time driving in HK and he got lost in some cargo area roundabout in the airport?

favourite artist became rapist & murderer

#dad

I had a favourite artist in my dream, his art style was like graffiti art. There were a lot of his graffitis in the neighbourhood. Every day when I was walking outside I felt very happy seeing his art everywhere, it seemed like the city was becoming vibrant and alive with his art. I also collected postcards of his art too.

One day I was looking at a food stall with my dad, when I saw an auntie cleaning/ mopping some paint on the floor. A pedestrian told me a dangerous guy was wandering on the streets recently, and he would sexually assault girls he notice. The paint showed where he had been.

A slightly overweight guy walking in a sluggish gait was walking towards our direction on the street. The pedestrian said it's him. I hid behind my dad. And the overweight guy sexually harrassed my dad by walking and squeezing between him and the storefront uncomfortably tightly. I felt sorry towards my dad.

The staff cleaning the floor was quite concerned of the guy too, since apparently he would definitely assault / rape anyone who wipe away the paint he made.

Later after sunset, I was mopping the floor in another street, since I thought even if cleaning is dangerous I should wipe the paint because it was nearly cleaned and I could just wipe a few more times to make the street entirely clean.

Then the guy walked into the street and saw me. I ran towards the beach nearby but the guy caught up.

(Then I couldn't remember clearly on this part but) I think the guy attacked me (not sure sexual or not) and I was lying on the ground. Then he painted some graffiti and left. I was in despair when I realised he was my favourite artist, and all the graffiti art around me meant he had raped / sexually assaulted / killed someone on that spot. A bunch of people arrived at the beach and asked if I am okay. They (I think Vincci or Cora was there) escorted me back to the street when I fell on my knees and cried really hard. I looked at all the postcards I collected in my hands. Such pretty art but they were disgusting. But the most upsetting part for me was how the city had so much graffiti everywhere, and his art was expanding. And I felt powerless and I couldn't even erase a part of his art.

_{(Cried so much in the dream though I didn't cry at all or being sad when I woke up. I just felt it was such an emotionally charged dream)}

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some short dreams not worthy of solo posts (Mar 3-9, 2026)

3/3 visited aunt Atlex's home, and she gave me a big red packet, but I tried to reject it because I know Atlex wasn't too well off and I want her to keep the money to herself

4/3 Watched King Sir's dizi performance during a concert. It had been a long time since I saw him/ heard his music. However his style now was quite cringe so I was a bit disappointed (I forgot how cringe it was since I was writing and expanding this dream log retrospectively from my diary book)

5/3

eerie woman

I was walking by a mountain when I saw a SUPER eerie woman face floating in front of me. The rendering quality of the face was low resolution, blurry and black and white, compared to the surrounding scenery which was more realistic but the colour was still paler than from real life. I turned and looked at the mountain where there appeared like a dozen of the same head (I thought the number was 16, although I didn't count it actually). Once I saw this head, I immediately bowed and apologised frantically and repeatedly for disturbing her. And I tried to slowly retreat while I was apologising. It was very scary for me emotionally although the plot wasn't that dramatic, not sure why.

8/3 #arthur Had an occasion at school when I met arthur out of the blue, I was very shy to see him so after a quick glimpse, I looked down and didn't dare to look up to see his face properly. He felt very blurry to me. Although I didn't talk much or initiate much conversation since there was another stranger talking to both of us, Arthur recognised me and asked me how am I doing (meanwhile the stranger doesn't seem to be aware we know each other). It was a pity I was looking at my feet the whole time, but I still feel happy!

9/3 #mum #dad Had to go relatives gathering for CNY in mainland again !! noo

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bimonthly summary! (feb 19-28, 2026) typing the heading only for interesting dreams.

19/2 #cora #6grass

lesbian spark between Cora & another girl

Cora and SHC (dorm) leader (a random dream character) flirting with each other at the balcony of the restaurant at an evening, very lesbian and hot. I was watching them hugging each other and kissing. Had a barbecue with 6grass again and there was a fire/ burn risk which made me kinda stressed Bought japanese stationery (actually a pencil case)

21/2 #uni I dreamt I was replying my friend's whatsapp message directly on our cohort's group chat (consisted of like 300 people), luckily I didn't gossiped anything bad. I felt embarrassed nevertheless

22/2 I couldn't hold in my poo so I shat publicly, at a plaza/ open area _{(Arthur read my dreams and said my dreams are so diverse, lmao)}

27/2 #secschool

highschool classmate hung herself

I dreamt I finished a year in uni/ almost graduating uni?, and I brought up the topic of high school to a friend. We were flipping our yearbook, when I asked her randomly about a classmate, T Woo, because I suddenly remembered about her and I didn't keep in much contact with this person. The friend went silent, and told me she hanged herself and died soon after we graduated high school. I was distraught when I heard it, and I was upset it took me so long/ years to learn about this news. _{I woke up and was very concerned of this existing classmate, so I stalked her on instagram and also asked a couple of close friends if she's still alive lol. uhhHh anyways yes it seems she is very normal and living}

28/2 #dad #mum #uni #PBLmate

cannibalism, freshly prepared; almost went Epstein Island

holy shit, Dad, mum and I went to a feast (forgot what occasion, seemed relatives gathering). We were allocated to a room, where we were arranged to feast on two humans who would be killed and prepared in front of us !!!!!!!! holy shit, ok.,., first one was already almost died and prepared half when serving to us so it was not too terrible ...? However, for the second guy, it was a young man who was probably around 17ish? He walked in, dressed in white robe, escorted by two staff and was in handcuffs. Then he lied in this horizontal box thing (kinda like a mix of magician cutting woman that kind of machine + slicing bread machine + the altar in a church that kind of size). He told us he was too poor and he needed the money for the family so he needed to do this. He told us there was a souvenir shop which sold leather goods later, we could support them by buying. Then the lid was half covered by the two staff and the procedure began. Then the slices began to pop out at the end of the box and they are putting them on a big plate. The boy was in agony, and we heard him kinda yelling but not too much, he was trying to keep his voice down. I tried to comfort him of the pain by holding one of his hand (it was poking out of the box). Eventually as the slices ascended to the arm level, I couldn't hold his hand, then his fingers, then not anymore. He became our food. (The dream skipped this part of the plot and went straight to below.) Later after the meal we were brought to the souvenir shop. Although we wanted to support the poor people, we just couldn't buy the skin products, and we left.

Later I had to get on a bus to escape with my ward group (forgot what we were escaping from, seemed like a group/ organisation hunting for us). The bus arrived at a interchange station and dropped all of us there, so we needed to find another vehicle to ride. We gossiped about how Brian would be scammed to Epstein Island during the bus ride, but during that moment, it seemed like everyone else had a place to go and I panicked a bit, and saw Brian walking towards a private car. So, completely forgot about the gossip, I asked to join Brian's ride. When I got on the car, I asked the driver where would she be driving. She didn't seem to be friendly and kinda stayed quiet, but was tapping the screen of the car to open the navigation map. I looked at the screen and saw an island, and the driver replied me, somewhere fun. I immediately remembered about the gossip and I just gave her a sensible reason and got off the car immediately. I ran away from the car as fast as possible. And was in a search to find something else that I can ride to escape. While I was running I realised I didn't remind Brian he would be scammed, so I was feeling slightly guilty. _{(I was reading too many tweets in feb)}

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almost raped by dad + chased in mall

#dad #mum #jy #claudia

what the fuck is this dream

In the dream, I was napping on my bed (same bedroom setting as irl) naked when I felt someone putting his hands on my chest. It held my breasts tighter and tighter and I began to feel uncomfortable by the touch. I then listened to my surroundings and heard someone breathing behind me/ next to me on my bed. I assume it was mum. I wasn't too bothered until I heard another person's breathing sounds coming from the side of the bed and it seemed like it was from the one groping my chest.

Then I heard the “presumably mum” person spoke. Her voice was mum's indeed. She was whispering to the groping guy about something. It occurred to me that they were planning for the groping guy to rape me. Thinking “no way, I was already raped by jy _{(I thought so in the dream)}, I don't want to be raped again”, I opened my eyes in shock and saw dad naked with just his boxers, and his dick was out. Mum and him noticed I was awake. Dad hurriedly tried to shove his dick back into his boxers. I saw his dick and it was dark in colour. He tried to explain he didn't do anything bad to me.

Later I went out from home to a mall. I saw a policewoman and reported on dad. As I was explaining to the lady what had happened, I saw my parents from afar, staring and shaking their heads in disapproval. Later I went to shop in the mall and saw Claudia walked past from afar. I tried to chase after her to say hi because I haven't seen her for a long time, but she was too quick, and I arrived at the ladies clothes department. There was an event starting at the department, which was a chase game. And I was getting chased by two girl Caucasian teenagers. I tried to change my outfit using the clothes there but I could only get rid of them for like a few seconds until they found me to be very suspicious for running around and realising I was the prey again.

_{Anyways today I felt incredibly awkward seeing my parents. oh my god I hate this dream what the actual fuck is this okay i suspect it was because two days ago I read a lecture about child (physical, sexual, psychological) abuse, and also had a realisation after gossiping with friends that quite a few male friends who were interested in my cooking and recipes were just trying to hook up with me and my disappointment was immeasurable and my day is ruined the only thing I was satisfied in the dream is that I was proactive and comfortable in reporting the incident to the authority.}

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befriended Dory the fish

I was in an animal carnival or whatever and I met and chatted with many animals

(Too much plot content but the scenes are insignificant)

Most memorable: I was sitting there listening to rest of the animals standing and chatting, when suddenly I felt something sharp but quite itchy underneath my feet. I looked down and it is a big Dory the fish from Finding Nemo, playing with my feet with her fins. She looked super excited. I looked at her and she looked back, seemingly wanted to be friends (she is the only animal so far that is non-verbal).

I tried to think about the reason why, and I noticed I was wearing socks with the same pattern as Dory. I suspected she thought I was a fan of her.

Idk how to politely tell her to stop slapping my feet with her fins because it was tingly as fuck and felt like many nails were poking me but it was itchy _{(prob my feet were numb and I was moving it so it translated into that into the dream) And prob cuz I just watched Zootopia 2 that day}

airbnb checking in

#mum #dad

Family trip to somewhere Check-in reception is at the balcony top floor It was at night outside, but many people where moving their luggage and queuing up for check in too

I forgot the story but it was supposed to be a mystery / lowkey scary dream

_{(not sure if I dreamt this bc of the Tai Po fire)}

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excluded in class

#secschool my f1 classmistress asked me about if she should use the starnote app for notetaking. Angelika popped in with her simple notes (post-it) and said this was written using starnote. In return she took my notebook and started drawing some calligraphy art on it. Friends^[1] (Elizabeth) were whispering to me it wasn't what you need because she was just writing US holidays like diwali. I said yeah I don't need it but it's fine I explained how starnote was unideal for her because of its lack of stability and risk of losing her notes. She thanked me. I sat relatively in front (6th column 2nd row) and I thought this was to monitor my behaviour since I was not too compliant in class seat neighbour preferred to sit with the person in front of me, and so they moved their desks and chairs and I am left alone in the double profile of seats, looked obvious and I feel quite alone there is a in class tiny competition and we were split into two groups. One half was the left side of the classroom where there were a lot of people seated so their group was large, the other side was mine with little people and already two that disliked me. I looked at the other side and found most of the “friends”^[1] I knew were there, cheering together. I was very upset with myself and I felt excluded.

^[1] These classmates were all in F2 especially the large squad (over half the class) which I had been trying very hard to enter but I couldn't. I suspect one of the reason was because I was already part of a small squad I disliked (# 6grass + when # A was still in there, and I wanted to escape from A so I tried leaving my group but that group didn't adopt me so). Or the other bigger reason was they didn't really like me. Idk :(

_{Starnote: bc I watched a redbook reel about it; US holidays and diwali: I saw it on my ipad calendar and deleted it; theme of what I really want for myself: briefly touched on therapy yesterday; f2 friends: when arthur mentioned the topic of being excluded in school I was thinking if I had any, but that time I didn't really feel much. I think I wasn't passively being excluded in f2 bc the choice of switching squads was mine. I don't think I really got excluded before. But every best friend I had had closer friends so no one ended up playing with me or doing projects with me, or having lunch with me (initially). But that's not exactly exclusion}

bj & sex w arthur

#arthur There were two rooms. There was one client and one therapist in each room. Though I think both rooms were managed by Arthur. After waiting briefly a client came out in one room and I entered.

The room initially had a hotel room layout. It was dim inside with a twin bed(?). Arthur was naked and lying on the bed.

So I decided to grab this opportunity. I hopped on bed and wanted to do a blowjob for him. (I think here his dick wasn't erected yet) But my hands were very cold and I apologised to him. He's okay with it so I tried rubbing my hands to make it warmer but it was still very cold when comparing to his erected dick. It was my first time doing a blow job and I realised how dry everything was- my mouth my hands his dick. I didn't think of using saliva or lube back then- anyways I tried and I guess he kind of liked it??

Then I sat on top of him and his dick went into me kinda smoothly. Maybe because I was quite wet. The room changed from the hotel room to the floor of our new therapy room though. However idk if it's my pussy too tight or too shallow or maybe I wasn't aroused enough so only the front part went in and I was a bit annoyed. I tried thumping more and going deeper but can't

_{Anyways I think this was the first time we were both fully naked in the dream, interesting. I think this was very linked to bc I fell asleep naked after masturbating this night lmfao}

escape game

#uni #exchange #mum #dad – initially a tutorial stage where me and another person were learning from a coach by rewriting her “codes” on our pieces of paper which would be the password to pass the puzzle with many ghosts and very poor visibility due to darkness and smog. The coach was the 2nd doctor we attached to in HHH and the codes were some Px (that was discussed in ytd's MH case session)

• then began the game with me and a few others. (actually this was the second time, I doubt if the first time was before the tutorial stage and we all died so that's why we started again)

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random excerpt – ian – random girl invited me to waterpard (waterpark with a welsh accent I assume ??) to party, do arts and crafts, and do drugs together, i asked amy on the side how about it (bc I was a little bit tempted)

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back to the main plot

• i had the special ability like 2 turbo boosts every like 10 seconds
• continue escape, through the back door of an outdoor carpark into the streets into AEON. Walked and saw parents shopping for groceries. I tried to walk past silently. Later I went to a noodles aisle. I wanted to try a tester with my chopsticks but a kid dipped my chopsticks into the noodle soup and I was incredibly pissed now my chopsticks were contaminated by the tester soup Then the mom of the kid came and chatted with me about this good noodle she cooked I was like yeah, (bc this mum doesn't seem like the type to apologise to the kid) And she was like eventually the noodle was a bit sweet because she added a bit too much of the sugar, and I was like ohh okay it tasted alright (actually I thought the noodle was too salty/ poor soy sauce that kind of flat salty), and I couldn't really feel the sweet after retasting although she mentioned. Then my parents arrived at the corner, I asked them why did they find me. Dad said I heard your voice and so we were searching for it and here we were! I was actually very annoyed but conflicted because part of me wanted them to take me away from the escape game and save me and give me some rest, but the other side I didn't want them to get involved in the game so I don't want them to intervene in any way

_{doing drugs: my friends were talking about this topic yesterday soup dipping incident: friend was talking about her friend dipping an uncleaned spoon directly into her soup. I was shocked bc that was trespassing my food boundary if that was my soup. Should've handed her the spoon instead of just directly dipping without asking. noodle maker mum with little kid: a mum was scolding her kid very loudly at the entrance of my building and I guessed I remembered it in the dream}

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buddhist cannibalism

Me and a few others were stuck in an abandoned carpark (the type that was like a building). The view outside was probably noon. We were looking around our floor when some buddhist staff appeared and warned us some of the areas that were very haunted while we walk there to check out. Those areas were covered with very old cloth curtains and you could slightly see the bottom of the things behind the curtain as it was short. Although I couldn't make out what exactly were they but they certainly looked haunted. – like mannequins, altars for sacrifices...

We thanked them and they said we had to do a task for them in order to leave. That was to catch and kill each of the species of prey found on this carpark floor and cook a meal and eat, and also prepare portions for the buddhists. I was imagining prey like rabbits as I saw one dashing around earlier on. But they continued, regarding the chicken, we needed to cook a prostitute rather than a chicken. Or else we would fail the challenge.

I imagined failing the challenge would mean staying in the carpack forever, and becoming the prostitute to service them or their higher ups, and then eventually get cooked. I recalled one of the haunted areas looked like there were corpses that were dried up, and I wondered if they were past adventurers who just didn't want to kill anything and eventually died of hunger.

I was quite grossed out by the idea of killing and eating a human, but I was trying to rationalise it so that I would be willing to do so to pass the test. I was imagining if I was a dog and I cook and eat dog meat... but quickly found it didn't make sense at all. I tried to find cannibalism examples but I couldn't think of any. But I think eventually we needed to cook the prostitute if we wanted to escape. Though whether I would actually do the deed when the time came was a question for another day. But I guess perhaps one of us would be doing so and I felt less burdened by the decision, since we only needed one prostitute for our shared group meal.

_{oh shit i realised why this happened, because last night my friend forwarded a video about chickens plucking a boiled chicken’s feather on threads}

furry worm family pet on mtr

#mum #dad

Me mum and dad were sitting in a row on the mtr. However the seating design of the mtr was a bit different, the rows were perpendicular to the moving direction, aka the seats were like traditional trains, unlike on the two sides like the mtr. Initially Mum was sitting on a seat by me- I was sitting on her right, and then a stranger, then dad.

I was showing my acrylic diancie keychain to mum on the holographic elements of the design. Dad said I might be surprised because initially the holographic parts weren't like that and were coiled up like ...old plastic (??) (in the dream it looked like tiny boogers or dirt on body). So he used mum's pet which was a tiny white worm to eat those things and the worm would make those parts germinate like seeds. And then I looked at the keychain and saw those super small seeds as if I was rewinding the scene... But later I look back on it and realised the keychain was fixed but the worm got longer. Suddenly it became a very hairy/ spiky black worm like an extra furry caterpillar mixed with sea urchin.

Mum switched to stand on the side of dad's seat, but more like between the stranger and him. I felt very gross and told my dad to remove it. But mum and dad liked insects and it was their pet apparently. So throwing it away wasn't feasible but I wanted it at least gone from my proximity. So I had to pick it up and hand it to him. In the dream my hand kept leaning to the side of the stranger so the bug kind of touched the stranger's face and he looked pissed af. I told dad to reach out and hold the bug but then dad was even more wobbly and the bug literally landed on the stranger's body and he was mad. In embarrassment I looked down and stared at my keychain. I thought he must be mad at our family and the other people on the MTR would also thought our family was ass. I felt quite ashamed by that, and still disgusted by the worm and the gross preferences of my family.

mum's phone

Pretty random. I was scrolling Red Note and saw my friend, Belle's account where she posted selfies of her in school, pics of her in a dance studio and now in uni.

Then I picked up Mum's phone and found she changed her phone wallpaper and she also got a little stylus for her phone. She also changed her password and the combination is remotely similar to my password and I was suspecting if she knew my password, but it was unlikely because the format is not exactly the same.

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gang bang in me & my friend's home

#cecilia #mum #dad

_{The dream is a bit messy to recall}

So originally me and my best childhood friend, Cecilia, were observing a series of events unfolding: two main characters (friends) in their newly rent home, just beginning to set stuff up and enjoying new life in this cozy flat, but there was always a rumour in the neighbourhood that their floor lived a very scary muscular man. But so far the two characters haven't seen this man on their floor, and there were only like three flats on their floor. One day the two characters were walking up the staircase to their door, hands carrying bags full of groceries, and saw their flat were being broken into. And the muscular man walked out of the flat with a very menacing aura (im not sure if his hands were covered with blood too). The characters believed the man saved them, but were also very scared, not just because the man really looked like a murderer of some sort, but also upon realising the man was also living in their flat. In the dream I was guessing maybe they were living in different dimensions, so they did not detect each other's presence. _{(Note: watched a RPG horror game intro video last week with the theme of making warp holes and how the character was murdered with loopholes in the time dimension; and a weird shorts of a man trying to live in a 2D way in this 3D world- basically aerial shots of him lying on the floor and pretending to walk. So maybe these influenced the dream)}

In the dream, I was also sure that this was a movie or story I had watched previously, so I thought I was sure about how the story would end despite not being able to recall it. But I didn't realise I was in a dream. But I felt like this dream has been on repeat for a few times in the past (around secondary school era) because the door entrance was familiar to me.

Then the dream perspective has changed from us being observers to us being the two main characters. Some unknown time has passed in the dream and one day, me and Cecilia were at home when we heard someone by the door. We had the hinge that it was the muscular man/ murderer. We urged each other to look at the door hole but we were scared and we were running out of time. Quickly and eventually one of us (I forgot. I think I pushed Cecilia to look) took a glimpse across the hole and confirmed it was the murderer. But it was too late to hide as I saw him unlocking and pushing open the door.

_{... And then my memory for the rest of the dream became fuzzy} Upon seeing us, he didn't became violent or defensive, but invited us to a gang bang with a bunch of guys including him. We were still a bit scared so we agreed to his invitation. _{(I think this decision was also kind of influenced by how I was looking back at my scary Balkans trip with the girl with such! shit! personality! just before napping and having this dream, as one night I was a bit provoked by her usual dominant and rude way of speaking (she's actually scolding me for using google map because I led her wrongly with google map- just a 5 min walk, but she didn't tell me what to use instead and was backseating the whole time) my voice became uncontrollably babyish and spoke in a baby tone as if I was fawning. She told me to stop speaking in that way and I tried my best to maintain a normal tone and asked her wdym by that way, and she told me to ignore what she's saying. :P But I really couldn't control it and I was so ashamed of myself. Speaking in a baby tone pleading to a classmate who treated you like a fucking servant?? Unbelievably shameful. And that's just one thing out of the half month we were travelling together. I didn't even mention that one time after receiving her silent treatment, I went to ride the tube and my whole body was shaking so badly for the whole journey of like 45 mins from Euston Square to fucking O2 wembley and even after queuing into the concert and getting seated. Embarrassing as fuck. I hate myself.)}

Oh I was distracted. Anyways very soon the murderer's friends all appeared by the door and all are very muscular and tall. And I began to realise this looked different from the “story” I was expecting to unfold as the plot changed. Really looked like they were strong enough to kill us if they wanted. I forgot it was who's suggestion, but I was going to grab sex toys for use. I walked into the living room and saw my parents lying on the sofa bed. And I think my mum overheard a part of the convo so she named a few sex toy brands which I have never heard of (very sure they are just random names in dream). I ignored my mum's suggestion as 1 I couldn't hear what new jargons she mentioned, 2 I don't want to confirm to her I was indeed searching for sex toys. _{(Oh yesterday night Ivan invited me to come downstairs to had late night dessert and so I told my parents about it when I left home, and they suggested like 2-3 places nearby to have desserts. And I also sort of ignored as I don't understand where their suggestions were, and Ivan already had a spot in mind. Wow the plot was all interconnected in real life)}

Anyways starting from this part of the plot it became more blurry to me because it's hard to remember the whole dream... But I secretly took some toys? or what? but just sex related items. And we went to a room (idk within the flat like another direction to the door, or a random room outside the flat.) and then I started to become aware this is just a dream, and me and Cecilia got fucked by these (around 5-6) men.

_{I also don't know if it's related but I threw my vibrator I've been using for quite some time previously and got a new identical one two days ago and it is good.}

...... uhhhh

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hacked phone & ipad in max volume at Arthur’s workshop

#arthur #mum #dad

_{Bruh!! Today (yesterday) was one of the rare days of not feeling suicidal for the whole day and it ended with a nightmare!}

I was with my mum and dad, returning from our travels. I decided to catch and attend Arthur’s talk- I forgot what informative talk was it about- but brought my parents as well since it was the most natural to do so in that setting (it felt strange if you’re rushing to a talk but your parents are not included)

The info workshop was held in a shopping mall, next to a big setup for another talk. I sat separated from my parents. I chose a seat next to the big setup and much closer to Arthur, while I let my parents sit at the outlying areas where there are more vacant double seats, but with some sunlight shining down as their side was in a half open area and no ceilings above.

I was just seated and shortly after, an auntie with two young male kids (around 8-10 years old) came, the auntie sat next to me and the kids opposite to her, I used the opposite seat of mine to put my bags so it was empty. Then Arthur arrived. I saw his steps and smiled _{(I didn’t look at him directly so I actually didn’t see his face or the upper body, just like that time after EY gala day)}. He went to the back to test the setup and probably microphones.

He turned on some nice music that was easy to sing along. After maybe like 3 songs suddenly my phone began to blast loud music and I couldn’t turn it down. I tried putting the phone between my thighs and shoved a cushion under my seat but it was of no use and still very loud. During the split second while I was putting the cushion I related it to my habit of muffling the sound of my vibrator. I didn’t feel much other than thinking it was a bit odd to do it in public, but now thinking back I felt a bit embarrassed. I kept this posture while I quickly check my phone, there was a pop-up notification saying something like login/ registration failed and about 5 accounts or what (I forgot). So I immediately went to check my apple id as I suspected I accidentally authorised something and let foreign ids to use my phone. At this time, Arthur’s music was already paused so I was even more stressed as I felt everyone was waiting for me to fix my music. But the auntie and the kids appeared very normal, the auntie was minding her own business while the kids were playing around as usual, and they had not batted an eye at me even once- as if they had never noticed the music. Back to the phone, I found quite some accounts linked to my phone. Because of time and difficulty in manuvering the phone (dim screen and buttons kept flickering), I only managed to delete two of them which were the most conspicuous on screen and sounded the most suspicious. But the phone kept ringing and getting more and more hot. So I tried to force turn off the phone but it took me many tries. While I was turning off the phone, my iPad started to blast loud music too! Luckily the music on the phone ceased so the two songs were not overlapping so it was not as disastrous and chaotic, but still very bad! I tried to turn off the iPad using the same method but somehow it was even harder to swipe the power off toggle despite having a bigger screen, as if the touch function was not responding intermittently so I can’t “swipe”. The iPad also began to turn warm. Anyways at this point I was super stressed and my heart was pounding and began to notice the songs around me aka from my irl headphones and woke.

_{(Btw the HRV and real-life stress function in stresswatch can really visualise my irl bodily sensation to the nightmare lmao… peak heart rate of 96bpm while asleep just before being fed up and waking up)}

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