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I'm relaxing in my living room with several of my friends. I've moved out of my old place and into a new one with four other guy friends of mine. One is very close to me, the other two are almost strangers. The place seemed to be getting very dirty and no one wanted to help clean it up. One of my roommates in particular got fed up and sent a message out to the rest of us that we needed to clean the place up. No one seemed to care.

It was then announced we'd be having a party that night. I looked around in contempt and the mess that had accumulated over just a few weeks and how much worse it was going to look after a party. I decide to go take a shower to relieve myself of the stress. The shower room was low and tight, just like the living room, and each corner of the walls had a bright light (so there was no where comfortable to stare). I remember thinking how much I missed my old house.

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I'm walking through a big, vacant parking lot with a friend of mine. I pass by my cousin and uncle driving through and wave, but they didn't see me. I'm not sure if they didn't see me or were just ignoring me. We arrived at our destination, a video game store, and when we walked in the place was crowded.

There was a sale going on. I remember noticing a Super Nintendo bundle being sold which came with several games I remember being awesome (including Yoshi's Island). I look to my left and the person standing next to me was the one and only Snoop Dogg.

I look at him and he seemed to realize I wanted to shake his hand so he extended it. I shook his hand and started chatting with him. In an effort to entertain, I went over the a record player in the front of the store and put on the Slits. I wasn't sure if anyone was going to like it, but I remember it sounding pretty good.

I walked back over to Snoop Dogg and he was bobbing his head and asked if it was the Slits. I told him it was and asked him how he knows them and if he's a fan. I responded that he has two friends who likes them a lot. I felt like we were becoming friends.

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My family and I are driving on the highway. I'm behind the wheel, and the car is pack with out things and I have a push broom to the left of me. Nothing too unusual is happening, until I attempt to pull of. I decide now would be a good time to pass the push broom to my brother to get it out of my way. As he grabs it, the broom hits the steering wheel and jolts us off the curve. The car flips sideways but everyone is fine. We get out to assess the damage to find that the kayaks have fallen off and into the lake in the center of the curve. We look at each other and decide this to be the first stop on our family vacation.

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I'm at my elementary/middle school again, though I recognize it as my old high school in the dream. At first, I'm meeting a handful of my current friends there. I ride up on my bike and see none of them have arrived. I feel the stares of several past classmates, reluctant to start a conversation with someone they were never really friends with in high school. I wait patiently as I notice a few of my crew walking up.

I turn around to notice several of my friends already present, waiting at a table for me. We chat for a while and then go on our way. As I'm walking around the campus, things seem normal though I feel as though I haven't been there in a while. I'm here to take a class I missed during my real high school years, as is everyone else. The only people walking around are people I know from the past.

I walk up to a new building. An auditorium with several people I recognize walking in. I assume this is the place I'm supposed to be and follow them in. As I sit down, I realize I'm wearing a dress, though I'm not ashamed of it. It's normal. A present friend of mine turns around and lets out a light chuckle as if I'm not ready for what we're going to be doing in class. I hear the professor welcome everyone to Singing class, and that everyone must perform before they leave.

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I wake up to find my roommate and his girlfriend in the living room of our house watching a television show and making food. The house is much messier than I left it that night. I look around and assess the damage. My roommate walks outside and downstairs. I hear the clattering of men at work in our back yard. I look out and the place is a mess, but it's always been messy.

His girlfriend looks at my guiltily and I scowl at her. She asks if there is something on my mind. I hesitate for a moment, then small my hands down on the tabletop and begin to vent. "Did you see how nice this place was when you came in? I hate making a big deal about it, but I can't just not say anything. Couldn't you have at least brought your plates to the sink?"

My roommate walks in. They both stand next to each other and look at each other. His girlfriend says "Well, it looks like you made a little mess of this organ.." To I respond very defensively "We stuffed that towel in there so the cat wouldn't crawl in there." The strangest part about this dream was the consistency of the events. Even the dirty plates were in the same place. The only discrepancy is the timeline in which it all occurred. I walked in to the same messy house and then cleaned. Hope this isn't a pre-cognitive dream!

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