The Dream Magic Experiment

I was in a mall. We were supposed to go somewhere. Not sure where. I'm looking at books and motivational/leadership CDs in the store.

A game. Reading Facebook. Classmates. Marco is looking for me? I was in my "room." My parents (looked too Caucasian to be my real parents) said they'll just be in the room (with naughty grins). My room looks a lot cooler and cleaner than the real one.

I was waiting for Marco. After some time, he arrived.