Recent DJ Posts

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

In the US. Scenes from a recurring dream where I think I am in Orlando, Florida. A lot of things happen, including being part of the audience of a Jeopardy show recording on a studio. On exit, they want to check everyone's papers and covid status. They ask me for a negative test and I complain that it makes no sense they ask for it at the end instead of before the show. I also remember someone telling me something about it and even handing me a test, but it was not mentioned at entrance and I totally forgot about it. I also was without mask all the time and nobody cared. The lady shrugs her shoulders and says it's ok. She puts a stamp on some paper anyway and offers me a few more tests for future occasions. I find it all very unprofessional and chaotic, but hey, it's Florida, right? Coming out of some escalators and turning around to go to another escalator, I see to my right, Gil and some other girl. They come from a hallway behind a glass door and he sees me and waves at me. I wave back but I keep walking past them, so once he opens the door, he complains "Won't you wait for me and say hi?". So I wait and we say hello properly. He asks what I am doing here and I say I am on a visit. He says he works here at the marine center. Then I also spot my friend Licas entering a cafeteria behind them. I say bye to them and go after her, mostly because I also need a coffee, but then we get together and leave together.
Outside, on the streets, we get on a bus which drops us at an old town, which looks strangely like Lisbon center or downtown Porto, not at all a US city. We need to catch a second bus to our final destination, but my friend is hesitant because she is unsure which one is it and we almost get on the wrong one. Then I spot some people surrounding someone on the sidewalk and I notice it is Billie Eillish. When I am about to hop on another bus, I yell at her "Sorry, I don't mean to nag you like everybody else, but I am a fan from Portugal and wish you happyness and all the best." Turns out it wasnt the right bus either and my friend kicks me out of it again, resulting in an awkward situation in which I am basically jumping in front of Billie and blocking her way. The other fans scramble and she is with just 2 or 3 people of her own posse. She looks with her blasé look, like not amused, but then says "I know a portuguese girl, Lena D., she's a biologist" and I am like "No way! She was my colleague at the university, I know her well! You know she nows lives in the US?" Then I think "Stupid, that's probably how she knows her". But she doesn't react. She says "I am gonna follow you on facebook. A friend of a friend is my friend." And then she finally smiles and we start walking along and talking. I mention her music has been the sounddtrack of my life recently. Then we enter this bar or club with a great view over the old part of town on the hills and I say I am actually seeing the place where I am supposed to go and will probably just walk there. But my friend Licas who was with us, just went up some stairs of another building and disappeared. Billie asks about my friend, says her face is familiar and what's her name. Strangely, my friend is no longer Licas, she turned into that skinny gay boy I met through my friend Diana and I can't remember his name. She finds odd and funny that I can't remember his name and I am struggling with how my friend just changed gender and I can't remember his name.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

I really couldn't be bothered doing anything last night. I didn't want to get up for a WBTB or SSILD, couldn't be bothered writing any notes about my dreams either. The only one I recall is the last one because it legitimately tricked me.

Dream 1 - Grade
I remember being in the paleosedimentology lab room at the geology department in my uni. I was sitting down when my old english teacher (and home room teacher) Mr. Rogers from high school showed up and gave me the results for my first exam, Marine Science. I seem to see him as a geology professor for some reason...
"Whoa. 91.5%?".. The grade on my exam is awesome, I'm completely stoked. I knew I had been trying harder this semester because it was my last year and I also wanted to prove that I wasn't lazy (usually I just wing a B+ without much effort). I think Mr. Rogers asks if I had just been studying really hard, insinuating that maybe I had cheated or something. To be honest I didn't study that hard ^_^ but I was still really happy. I think I start rolling around in my bed at this point in a semi-wakeful state, thinking about texting my girlfriend the good news. Suddenly I realize I'm in my bed... What? Oh, son of a b*tch!! It was a dream!...