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I dreamed i had a group (on a site, i think it was Hyves, a dutch version of Twitter/facebook, the "stay in touch/meet friends sites)
My group was about Anime Fans.
I checked everyday how much member i had.
first 20, next day 19, and suddenly 15.
So i started to scream:" WHY DO PEOPLE LEAVE MY GROUP?! WHYYYYYYY!"
(i got really angry )

and then it ended.

Before this dream I realised that my dreams all had something to do with what I had done that night and since I was watching Puro style wrestling that night I tried to remind myself to do a reality check if I found myself at a wrestling event.

From what I remember I was a wrestler wrestling KENTA, I can't remember what happened in the match but I doubt I had the brainpower to plan out a wrestling match in my dream anyway. The next thing I remember is him being on his knees but what he was doing I don't know, I do remember it wasn't anything good.

Next thing I remember was after the match was finding out he is a huge facebook whore (my Japanese friend from real life is also one and he was at my place the night of the dream). The only other thing I remember is feeling very disappointed that a guy that entertains me so much performed such a shit match and is a facebook whore. And that was it.

Date: Sunday, May 23, 2010 4:31:56 AM PDT
Important: No

Strange blond
Strange blond guy in possibly la: "you don't have to mean anything to do anything really" when asked to say something while standing on a chair in public posing. He wears glasses and try to look cute like facebook Thai girls. I stood up there to but somhow I had more reason tobe up there.
Near the beach.

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Date: Saturday, April 17, 2010 6:48:48 AM PDT
my dad tells me to deliver some caps from B-2 to a customer somewhere. I went halfway and dropped the caps and didn't deliver them.
I think about an app that could make me fly. A jet app. I do this in a tour bus beside my mom. I tell my mom about it but she says that it would require a real jet. Me thinking about this results from my failure to deliver the caps. My mom says, "just do what your dad asks you to do."
on the bus heading to B-1 I see Irene walking pass on the isle. I give her a vigorous wave but don't say anything to her. It is a wave that shows excitement. She is in her pink top and jeans like in the picture that I saw on Facebook. My mom teases her and seems to really like her. She hugs, tickles and swings her around until she starts to get upset.
I look out the window and see Pearl-2. She looks like she just got back from Thailand. She carries three brown bags: two large and one is like a handbag. I have seen her with the handbag before in real life. I wave at her and she waves back.
afternoon-dusk. First person.