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I am at my friends house, they are smoking weed. I leave the room and come back to find they had smoked almost all of it without me.
Later, still annoyed about the weed, I am watching "Alice in Wonderland" with my brother and we talk about how psychedelic it is.
Then I walk outside with my friends and go around town. I surprise one of them and say "101 ways to surprise him." I go into a shop but for some reason everybody in it is Spanish.

I buy biscuits out of the packet at a self check-out thing, but because they have no label they need to get the manager. He comes and says that it would take 10 minutes to sort out, I say "Ah, but that's a long time!", he says "Is not a long time . . . " and I say "Yes but my friends will leave."
I call one of my friends and ask him to wait 10 minutes, he says "Okay."

I wait there for a few minutes, it turns to night and the manager comes back with half a packet of dark chocolate biscuits as an apology gift. He then says I can leave, without charging me. Lots of people run back in to buy something, they are in a hurry because a movie in the cinema is starting. The shop owners like me, so they start yelling and causing a scene to get revenge on the people for leaving me. I take out €12 from my pocket and ask someone how much a movie ticket costs. They tell me it's €10.
I run outside, following my friend to the cinema. I'm in a field, it's dark, foggy and wet.
I yell "I can't see you anymore!" as he gets lost in the fog.
I then start to follow other people.

24/04/2011

The first thing I can recall is being at a party in my house, there are a few people around and they are mostly in my room. One of my friends leaves the room but I look at her from the door and she takes her shirt off then looks back at us. Then a fleshy skull appears in my hand but doesn't startle me.
Later, some strangers start coming in my room, 2 of them looked like Voldemort. I looked at one sitting down wearing casual clothes. At one point in the dream we were with young people that were annoying me.

After this party ends I'm on my own walking down my hall, I come to the realisation that I am dreaming and look at my hands. My right hand is normal but my left hand had many fingers crossing over and passing through each other. I notice that the dream is very realistic. I close my eyes.

As I open the eyes in my dream I open them in real life, then immediately shut them, falling asleep again.
Still dreaming, I get up from bed and start writing down the previous dream before opening my eyes, but the pencils I use keep breaking and changing colour. Whenever I look at what I am writing it appears to be different, completely different words or sometimes scribbles. After this I woke up again in real life.