Emnition

This entry is from about a month ago. I had written it down, but hadn't posted it yet and then my laptop died. Managed to salvage my laptop today.

Evil mask
I'm in class, in a medium sized lecture hall. At the front of the class is my old high school teacher in mathematics. A few of the people I identify in this dream are my current classmates Kristen and Aun who are sitting quite close, Stan who is sitting further to the back at first I think, but later is also sitting quite close and my former classmate Kamil, sitting further to the back. The teacher is having issues gaining the respect of the class, which means that she gets interrupted quite a bit. Kamil starts thriving of asking her arrogant questions, just to show people that he doesn't care about this all. The teacher ends up making me, Kristen and 2 others a sort of class representatives or something alike so that we can help her a bit. Kamil starts asking another question and I tell him to take it seriously this time, or something along those lines. Something to preserve the dignity of our lecturer.

Stan is now sitting not that far to my right. I see a weird shaped usb stick that he's about to insert into the left side of his laptop. I panic and tell people to stop him. Kristen and Aun are on it. Stan manages to insert the usb stick and fire up the programme, but he doesn't have enough time to do whatever it is he wanted to do. I saw the name of the programme (can't recall it anymore) and Kristen and Aun go through his laptop to find it. They clearly have no clue what they're doing though, using Google with somewhat random and totally misspelled keywords. I tell them to let me do it. I use Windows' built-in search function to look for the programme. Found it. I'm wearing a weird thing on my face now. It's a sort of mask made out of sensors. Stan tells me that it's evil and will control me. The way he says it is quite sinister. He's enjoying this. I make some weird movements which indicate that I'm being taken over, though I'm just pretending and making fun of him. Then suddenly I can feel the mask latching on to my face. It IS trying to take over. I panic a bit and tell people to get it off my face. Once it's off I stay motionless for 1 or 2 seconds before violently trying to attack Stan for his involvement with this pure evil. Several people are holding me back and remove Stan from the scene. Once they let me go I start weeping.

Night out
I'm somewhere in the city in the evening with about 5 guys from my class. I look at the time at one point. I think it’s about 01:00. We’ve left a bar/club and are going home. I see a bus not too far away that’s just departing. Fuck. I’m not gonna run right now. Once we’re near the bus stop I realise that we’re missing someone (I can’t remember who). I ask the others if they have seen him and nobody knows where he is. He just kinda disappeared somewhere during the night. Now I’m focused on getting home. I ask who is walking and who has bikes. That’s when I notice that everyone but me has a bike. Ah perfect. I’ll just double up with someone then.

I’m standing in front of my room at my student home. It’s the morning after. I’m talking to my housemate Bart about last night. The door to Karen’s room is open and somehow I know that she’s inside. There’s a mix-up though, cause her room is where Shawn’s room is supposed to be. There’s another person standing somewhere close, but I can’t remember who. My conversation with Bart is about all the craziness and hooking up. I’m not sure what I’m recalling about that night also happened in the dream or if it was a flashback within the dream [makes sense? ]. Bart mentions that he had no idea that Abby was into girls. I don’t act surprised at all. I tell him casually that yeah she swings both ways. Then I suddenly remember something about me kissing her. I’m not sure if that actually happened or if I’m just imagining things, but I need to know! I mean she’s hot, but I do have a girlfriend! I want to call Abby to figure out what happened.

Fragment
I think this is part of the previous dream. I vaguely recall taking selfies/videos of me doing front flips. One of them was at a beach. I don’t remember what I ended up doing with these pics/videos. I think I showed them to someone.