July 27 - July 30
Somewhere between these two dates, I have dreamt, or perhaps on several of the nights between those two dates. Anyways, the reason for me grouping these three nights together is because like typical Erwaman, I have procrastinated until today to write about my dreams. I do not recall much from my dreams anymore, after waiting for so long, but I will list anything I do remember. I remember being up in the mountains, or perhaps the hills, and seeing a person, equipped with all his gear and equipment walking, and hiking across the snowy terrain. There was a picturesque view of the city below from atop the hill or mountain. Anyways, the next thing I remember was that I was down in the city, which now seemed like a suburban area, and I was standing in the front lawn of somebody's house. The homes were lined up along the street on both sides, but I have a faint vision of there being those orange cones being lined up in the street and along the lawns of the people's homes, as if to be a fence of something. I remember talking to someone and saying something like, "I've don't believe in the Abominable Snowman and Bigfoot and wolves and things like that," and then I remember thinking to say something next about believing in certain things, but I never got to say this, because around that time, I saw Bigfoot and the Abominable Snowman walking towards us, just coming out of a forest and starting to cross the street. Then I looked towards the right, and there was a pack of wolves all spread apart evenly in a semicircle, and they were barking; I could tell from the way their mouths were moving, but I couldn't hear a sound. Anyways, I don't remember how this tightly packed scene finished. The next thing I remember was being pursued by somebody, who had already taken someone hostage. I'm pretty sure that person was a child, about the same age as me. I'm also pretty sure the person that was pursuing me and had taken somebody hostage already was African American (This does not mean I have anything against African Americans.). Anyways, I was running away from him and I ran into the garage of somebody's house. It was super congested and I lost my sense of direction. I saw a door and ran through it. Then the view went back to the African American man with his hostage. They went to the front door of the house I was in. I was just heading for the front door when I saw the shadow of my pursuer against the glass of the front door. I immediately reversed my course and just kept opening doors and trying to put as much distance as I could between me and my pursuer. Anyways, I ended back in a garage-like place, with no carpeting, just bare stone ground that was cool. There were lots of things there, all bunched up together, and often times, I had to squeeze hard to get through a space between the objects. Anyways, then I came to this opening which was created by boxes stacked together with a little space inbetween, creating a window I could see through. I looked through this window and saw my pursuer in the room located on the other side of the opening. I jumped in fright and I believe I also let out a little gasp. Anyways, the pursuer noticed my presence, turned, and looked right through the window and saw me. I immediately turned left and tried to squeeze through a car that was basically against the wall, with very little space inbetween. It took me like 5 seconds to get through, which gave my pursuer much time to catch up. Anyways, once I got through, there was a door less than 5 feet away from me. I ran up to it, opened it and stuck my head out. I looked to the right and saw my pursuer exiting through another door down a stone path that ran from the door I stuck my head out to the door my pursuer was just coming out of. My pursuer saw me before I had the chance to pull my head back. That was when the fright of being caught finally got to me, and I just gave up running away and just decided to go back out and see what would happen once my pursuer caught up with me. So I went outside onto the stone path and watched my pursuer run up to me with his hostage close behind. He grabbed me and pulled me towards an opening in a wire fence. We walked through it and turned left. We now walked forward against a wooden fence on our right. When the fence ended, we turned right and saw a group of about 20 people staring up at us, with a person standing up and operating a computer and a projector that was shooting an image up against a large white board. The person operating these things came up to us and asked us something about if we wanted to demonstrate and show what we had on the projector. Anyways, the man who had me and another person hostage accepted, and we went and did something. That's all I recall from that segment. The next segment of a dream that I remember started as I was walking down a dusty road in a town like those in the old movies set in the West with the cowboys and guns and saloons and drinking and whatnot. I was walking towards a restaurant, and I stepped up 2 or 3 wooden stairs onto a wooden platform and entered the restaurant. When I was inside, I saw a table near the far corner of the room, with six people, I believe, sitting at it (3 on each side). I remember seeing three children/teenagers sitting on the side closest to the wall. I saw a young boy, no older than six walk past behind them and halt behind the child in the middle of the table. I saw the child turn around, look at the young boy for a second, take a knife out of his right pocket, and then stab the young boy in his right shoulder. After the knife was clearly in the young boy's shoulder, the child pushed it in further with the palm of his hand. The young boy staggered for a second and then toppled to the ground. To be continued...
July 24 - July 26
Once again, I am combining two nights of dreams into one because I was too lazy to record it one morning and then I had yet another dream the following night, and so, I got some parts of the dreams mixed up, not knowing which one belonged to which, and so, that is why I am combining two nights of dreams into one. Anyways, in these two nights, I don't remember much about my dreams, since I've waited so long to record them. But there are a few things that stick out in my mind. I remember playing piano, playing Hanon. I was playing exercise #58, but there was something very strange about it. The difference that made it stick out in my mind was that on the first page, when in reality it starts with the left hand and the right hand in unison, both playing an octave (C to C (right hand playing the octave from middle C and left hand playing the octave from the C two octaves below middle C to the C one octave below middle C)), and holding that for 1 beat, while a second voice comes in on the "e-an-da" part of the 1st beat, or the last 75% of the 1st beat, playing at an interval of every 1/4 of a beat, repeating a third of E and G three times. The next beat consists of both hands in unison as well, playing another octave (D to D), and holding that for 1 beat, while a second voice comes in on the "e-an-da" part of the beat, or the last 75% of the beat, repeating a fourth (F and B) every 1/4 of a beat, but resting on the first 1/4 of the beat. This pattern with the left hand and the right hand in unison, playing an octave, while a second voice comes in on the "e-an-da" part of the beat, or the last 75% of the beat, repeating a fourth every 1/4 of a beat, but resting on the first 1/4 of the beat, continues up 2.25 octaves until the right hand thumb reaches the third E above middle C. After repeating the pattern on that E, you start to descend one note at a time back to where the right hand thumb plays the middle C. The piece goes on after this, but I am not going to bother explaining the rest of it because 1. It would be a waste of typing 2. That was not what was different in the dream from what it was in reality 3. It is difficult to describe the piece in words. So anyways, now that I've explained to you what the first half of the piece is like in reality, let me tell you what was different about it in the dream. The thing that was different about it was that sometimes the second voice on both hands wasn't in unison. For example, sometimes one hand would be playing a fourth while the other hand would be playing a third. Yeah, that was really weird. But it was either a fourth of a third, nothing else. Anyways, that's it for that segment of a dream. The next segment of a dream that I remember was that I was using my computer. I connected to the Internet and logged on my screen name VoldemortSuper on AIM. However, what was strange when I logged on was that my buddy list was divided up into different categories, the exact same ones my brother's buddy list was divided up into. However, in reality, my buddy list has only one category - buddies. Anyways, since this was a dream, it didn't seem strange at the time. The first thing I did was look under the "Miscellaneous" category. I saw it said 2/3, meaning two out of the three people under that category were online. And I knew the three buddies I had placed in that category were triviachatbot, AWordExperiment and WordGuessGame. I then looked to see which two of the three buddies under the "Miscellaneous" category were online. It turned out to be AWordExperiment and unbelievably, triviachatbot. Triviachatbot hadn't been online for almost a week now, and I was addicted to playing trivia on triviachatbot. However, the weird thing about it in the dream was that triviachatbot's name was now something like "triviachatbot23" or "triviachatbotfixed" or something like that. Anyways, it was really weird. What's so weird about this is that though the bot changed its screen name, I had that screen name added to my buddy list, even though in reality, I wouldn't have had. It's as if AIM automatically changed triviachatbot's screen name for me. So there you have it. Those are my dreams for these two nights.
July 17 - July 19
The reason I am combining both my July 17 - July 18 dream and my July 18 - July 19 dream is because I was too lazy to record my dream for July 17 - July 18, and then I had another dream from July 18 - July 19, and now, finally, when I've decided to record my dreams, the two dreams have become intertwined together, and certain details have been blended together from the separate dreams. Also, at certain points of the day today, random scenes from my dream from July 17 - July 18 or from my dream from July 18 - July 19 have popped into my head, and I cannot sort through which one belongs to which night, since usually, I have more than one dream each night that I actually remember the dream from the following morning. And also, according to scientific research, there are like four stages to go through when you sleep, and these four stages equals a cycle, this cycle being one you have multiple times during the night. If I remember correctly from my reading, the stage you dream in is the fourth stage, and therefore, that's why I believe you often find no bridge between two separate dreams you are have during one night, and you can't seem to find an ending or starting point for your dreams, and just seem to remember starting from somewhere in the middle. So anyways, here are the segments of the dreams from the past two nights that I remember. I remember there was this one part about my playing starcraft, particularly the level called "Can You Do 20 Tricks?", which was a map I downloaded from battle.net. This is a Use Map Settings (UMS) map for those of you who know what that means, and anyways, I was like on the 15th or 16th trick, the trick I got up to in reality, but couldn't figure out how to do in reality, and I finally accomplished it in my dream. What you had to do in this trick was use a factory to crush an academy, both the factory and the academy being Terran (a race (civilization, group, ethnicity, whatever you want to call it) in the game of Starcraft along with the two others (Protoss and Zerg)) buildings. The factory can lift off and land, and can also build an attach-on building to it, which is the machine shop, but that requires 50 minerals and 50 vespene gas, and a 2 x 2 (2 by 2) clear, unobstructed area, along with the 4 x 4 (either this or 3 x 3) area required for the factory itself. Anyways, the factory and the academy were both on a tiny island floating in a space background, and there was not enough space for the attach-on. Anyways, I don't know what help the attach-on would be, since the creators of the map disabled the factory to be able to produce siege tanks, vulture, or goliaths, and the attach-on allows the factory to produce siege tanks, but since the creators of the map already disabled that feature, I don't really see any help the machine shop attach-on to the factory would be. Anyways, in reality, the only other thing you have to assist you in crushing the academy is a Kerrigan ghost that is on a separate island with two beacons that can be triggered by Kerrigan to turn the lights off and on. I will not bother explaining what lights on and lights off mean in Starcraft because it is rather difficult, but a rather strange aspect of Use Map Settings maps that enables mapmakers to add many more features that you would not be able to do with being able to turn the lights on and off, such as stacking buildings on top of one another. So anyways, in the dream, there was one more thing besides the Kerrigan ghost that was there to assist you in your attempt to crush the academy. It was this other unit in the bottom left hand corner of the map that was standing beside either one or two beacons. I remember after I had stacked the factory on top of the academy, with the help of lights off, I moved that unit to the beacon, which I think was labled something like "Activate" or "Crush!", but anyways, after I moved the unit to the beacon, the academy stacked under the factory blew up. However, after it blew up, I wasn't automatically advanced to the next trick. Nothing happened besides the destruction of the academy. Anyways, I lifted off my factory and directed it towards the right, and that's all I remember from this segment of dreaming. I remember being in a surgeon's room, and I was told that I was going to have 2/3 (two thirds) of my left lung removed. I remember getting a picture of my two lungs being laid out side by side on a black background, then 2/3 of the left lung disappearing. They said I was going to be put to sleep for the operation. I remember them sticking something into me, and so I closed my eyes. But I was still awake when they started the operation. I felt the incisions they made into my skin, I felt their tools make contact and break through my skin. However, I didn't feel any pain. Then the scene traveled through this forest to some person's house. If I remember right, the driveway slanted diagonally downhill from where it made contact with the main road. I believe this house was reminiscent of my family's rental property we own in Meyersville, New Jersey. The house was built in 1987, and from what I remember, it looked very similar to what it looks like in reality. Anyways, I remember the scene traveling to inside the house to the upstairs hallway. There, a boy, in his teenage years, I'm guessing between 14 and 17 was talking, or rather probably arguing with his parents about something. I don't remember anything from the conversation or argument, but I believe it was about his social life, maybe about him being with his girlfriend or something. I also remember catching a glimpse of his room, very filled, but I can't really point out any specific objects, it just seems blurred in my mind, but I could relate it to like a very strange person who fancies some band or artist or cartoon character or something, with stuff laid out everywhere, and posters all over the wall. I also seem to have this faint memory of the boy defending his side of the argument with something about privacy, but I'm not too sure about this. My view was from the end of the hallway looking forward, towards the staircase, near which the boys parents were standing, and then the boy was standing right outside the doorway to his room, which was to my right from the view I had. The view I had was like me floating above the boy behind him about a feet or so and a little to the left. I remember the mother more clearly than the father, and I'm not even sure if the father was part of the argument. Anyways, I don't remember how that argument ended or what happened next, but the next thing I remember is the boy running through the forest, I believe he was running away from home. I'm not sure if there was somebody with him, but if there was, I'm pretty sure it was his girlfriend, with blond hair that hung down to her shoulders, wearing a white t-shirt or something and white shorts, that were very short. I remember this one scene in the forest particularly, of them or just the boy passing by this small stream of water, where there was a log, and you could see the rocks at the bottom. I remember them passing by this and the water splashing (both seeing it and hearing it) as they stepped through it. I then remember my view switching to a field, a field or tall grasses, perhaps a farmer's field or wheat or rye or corn or something. I remember running through it and that's about it. That's basically what I remember of these dreams.
July 16 - July 17
I remember I was in my house, in my playroom, playing Super Street Fighter on a Nintendo 64, even though in reality Super Street Fighter is a game for SNES. When we started it up, or rather, when I was handed the controller, I remember I was at the main menu screen or something, and couldn't figure out how to get a multiplayer game. Anyways, then someone else in the room told me to click something, and I did, and that's how I got into the multiplayer game. I think I was watching some other people play multiplayer before I got the controller to play a multiplayer game. Anyways, as I was choosing my character, I remember trying to find that character. But the thing was, there was just one small box with a character's face in it, and by pressing left or right, the character's face would change to another character's face. However, maybe I remember wrong, because I'm almost certain I remember that there was a pair of characters in each box, not just one character's face, and perhaps it was even the whole body of the character. Maybe that was because it was multiplayer game. So anyways, I forget who I was searching for, but I kept scrolling through the characters, trying to find that person, but then someone also watching me play, also sitting in a couch or chair in that room said something like, "Hurry up, if you don't pick a person quickly, the computer will automatically choose the character that you've currently stopped on." And sure enough, the computer did freeze the screen, meaning I had chosen that character. If I remember right, there were two characters in the box in the television screen. The characters were Guile (A normal looking person with this "Fro," having blond hair but his hair is all flat all top. His hair fans out in a triangular shape. He works for the airforce, and he has a necklace thing I think and a wrist bracelet or watch or some sort of chain.) and Blanka (A messed up mutated beast that emerged from the forests of Brazil, with lots of hair on his head and hair on his chest), I'm pretty sure. Anyways, when the game started, it turned out I was E. Honda (a Sumo wrestler who has achieved the rank of "Yokozuna," which means grand champion), and my opponent was E. Honda, too. That's pretty strange. And then, when the game started, I started with jumping northeast, towards my opponent, and then while coming down, I hit my opponent with a hard kick, then I ducked down, and tripped my opponent with another hard kick. However, soon afterwards, my opponent came back full fury and just obliterated me. He finished me off with a "Hundred Hand Slap" special move attack. For some reason, I got the feeling I was facing the computer, because the rapidity at which he/she performed those moves and special move attacks, all in such a fast series and combination, made me believe it was impossible that a human could have been controlling the player. Also, my opponent didn't need to charge up for certain special attacks such as the "Sumo Head Butt," in which you must hold backwards for two seconds before pressing forward and a punch button immediately afterwards. Anyways, I remember thinking about E. Honda vs. M. Bison either during the dream or when I just awoke, thinking about how my brother beat M. Bison just last week with E. Honda, continually pounding M. Bison with "Sumo Head Butt"s. Perhaps E. Honda was who I was looking for as I was scrolling through the characters on the select character screen in the multiplayer game. Anyways, then I remember seeing my cousin Kyle Nosker sitting next to me and Alex Chiang there, too. There were definitely more people there, but that's all I can remember for now. So, I remember something like everybody was down in the basement, in the farthest, deepest room down in there, and there was a light coming out of its door, so I went to check out what was going on. Anyways, as I approached the room's door, the people came piling out, though I'm not sure who they were. I remember being back on the 3-seater couch in my playroom and Kyle Nosker and Alex Chiang sitting next to me, (Kyle being the seat next to me, and Alex being the seat two seats down.) and if I remember correctly, they were both playing Super Street Fighter. Anyways, I remember asking Alex Chiang if he wanted to do something else or play ping-pong or something. He said, "No." Then I asked Kyle Nosker the same thing, and he replied something like, "Can we go hog the computers?" and I believe I suggested ping-pong instead. However, the next thing I recall was being back at Memorial Junior School, in this long, long hallway. I was running side-by-side with someone, who I believe was James Kaplan, and we were playing with each other, I think pretending we were Super Street Fighter characters or something. Anyways, I remember yelling loudly and running and stamping our feet, and making a loud racket. However, everyone else was in class at that time, and we were the only people in the hallway. As we passed classes, we saw the students all looking attentively at the teacher, sitting quietly at their desks. Then, when we passed one classroom's door, Mrs. Mantone's science room, the door opened, and Mrs. Mantone came out. She said to us something like, "Do you know how loud a racket you've been making? My class could hear you yelling and screaming and running down the hallway back and forth!" The bell rang just then, signaling the end of class, and so, the hallway filled with students coming out from all the classes, and I followed a group into Mrs. Mantone's PACT Science class. When I got to my table, my seat was the regular seat as it was in reality, and Dan Malzone was sitting in the seat next to me on my left, which was the same as in reality, but the difference was that Christopher Kuo was sitting at the seat across from me, when in reality, it was just Dan Malzone and me at that table. I remember taking one copy of the worksheet of which three copies had been placed on the desks at my table. I remember Mrs. Mantone coming to my table and saying something like "Check to see if there are 5 books here at this table." We found four, and then I looked in my desk, and pulled out a science book. It turned out that science book was a different one from the one that we were using. I pulled that out, and then looked again, and found the missing 5th science book we were looking for behind it. I pulled it out and piled it on top of the four other books. I then started working on the worksheet along with Dan Malzone and Christopher Kuo. It turned out that the worksheet asked us to match up the picture and name of an organism with a description of the organism. I remember this long stem of a plant with branches sprouting from the sides, with leaves on the branches, being in the middle of the paper. I remember that two names had two "a"s in a row, that being a very strange letter combination. I remember leaning over to ask Dan Malzone for some answers and the same with Christopher Kuo, and they had already matched up many pictures and names with the corresponding description. I remember taking color crayons or pencils and coloring some of the organisms' pictures. I particularly remember coloring the first organism that appeared on the paper, near the top left corner of the paper. I colored it red I believe. It looked like a lobster or something, and I remember coloring out of the lines of the legs and body of the lobster-like organism, so it looked rather messy when I was finished. I also remember looking at the not colored lobster-like organism on Dan Malzone's copy of the worksheet. That's about all I remember of the dream, because I recall waking up shortly after working on the worksheet in PACT Science class with Mrs. Mantone.
July 15 - July 16
I knew I shouldn't have procrastinated until July 17 to try and think back to this dream and write it down. I knew I should've just written it down July 16. However, today I had to get two teeth extracted at 12 PM, and it was 11 PM when I awoke, and I still had to eat, shower, and get ready, so I didn't have time to write about my dream. Then, after I came back, with only one tooth extracted (I'll explain why in a journal entry), I put off writing about my dream for later, and before I knew it, it was the end of the day, and I was already deep in my sleep and dreaming another dream. So as it turned out, I forgot what my dream was about.
July 3 - July 4
I was at home or something like that. Yeah, I'm pretty sure it was my house, but it was a dream, so my house was probably all messed up and funked up and all weird and stuff. So anyways, I was in the basement (mutated in the dream) or something with a lot of other people, I believe they were my friends. Anyways, we were all doing something and we were just playing and fooling around, I'm not exactly sure what, but I believe the basement looked pretty much the same. Because if you do know how my basement looks, I remember facing the ping-pong table, standing by the bathroom door, and then I turned to look towards the stairs leading out of the basement when I saw a female appear at the bottom of the stairs. I remember calling out to everyone in an EXTREMELY loud voice something like "GUYS!" and then everyone stopped and the noise disappeared in about 5 seconds, and then I remember the female saying something to me that I think was her admonishing me to not be so harsh or loud or demanding or something when calling to all my friends to get there attention. If I remember right, I felt very powerful, with a lot of authority, and bigger than everyone else when I said what I said to get everybody's attention. So, we all faced the female that had come down into the basement, and I forget what happened next, whether she said anything or if she just led us up out of the basement. The next thing I remember was eating dinner with my parents, then the door bell rang. My father got all hyper and nervous and jumped when he heard the door bell, as if it were something very important or urgent. My father went to get the door bell, but I don't remember who or what or whatever rang the door bell and what it was all about. Next thing I remember was that my father was telling me I had to go to this place at somewhere around like 7:40 PM or something like that. Because next I know, I'm in the shower, and suddenly I have this task of talking and writing a play to perform at that place I have to go at like around 7:40 PM or something. Then I'm with Greg LaLuna at a desk, and Greg is blabbering away with his ideas about how we should write the play, both of us being in it. I finally get his attention with my loud voice, and I sketch out this play about someone, I think it was like a person, a male I believe, and it went like "Once upon a time, there was a king, with his pig, one large, fat, bulky pig..." or something like that and he was like journeying through the forest or something. But there was a catch to the story, but I don't remember what it was, and I remember Greg LaLuna objecting to me about the play, telling me something like it's too complex and messed up or something like that, I don't particularly think that Greg LaLuna would have said it was "messed up," but it was something like that. So then, we also had to do this second part, where Greg LaLuna and I had to do some talking. And then I remember someone telling me to just say "DING DONG DEE!!!!" or something like that, it was really weird. Anyways, we just forgot about that because that didn't seem very difficult and focused on the play. I remember getting very pressured and stressed out when I saw the time was like 6:30 or so, around that time, and we had to leave in like one hour. But what was weird was that I seem to remember saying to Greg, we got less than an hour to do our play thingy, so that would mean that the time was probably a little later, though since it was a dream, time really doesn't matter. Next thing I know, I'm at the place we had to go to in an hour, and all my classmates in the same grade as me are there. We are sitting in an auditorium - Memorial Junior School auditorium, on the left side section facing the stage. The show or whatever it was started and I remember pairs and groups of people going up on stage, and I remember one of them say "DING DONG DEE!!!!" or whatever Greg LaLuna and I were supposed to say later, but afterwards, they continued talking around, or should I say joking around, and I soon realized it was something like a stand-up joke show. Then, I remember standing on the risers, or something, on the very top row all the way to the left; I was the very first person in the row. Next to me was Mark Hansen. All the students on the risers had their instruments out, and there music was like floating in front of them, either floating or on stands; I guess in the dream, there was enough space for music stands, but whatever. I had forgotten to gather up my music from my seat in the auditorium, and so I looked on with Mark Hansen. However, since he was playing the Eb Alto Saxophone and I was playing the Bb Clarinet, I had to transpose to match him. Although in reality, I would've had to transpose 5 steps higher, or add a sharp to my key signature, in my dream, I just had to transpose 1 step higher. However, as we started playing, I screwed up a bit, forgetting to transpose 1 step higher at times, and sometimes playing just as written. For some reason, the sound of my clarinet stood out in the band, even though I was trying to play very quietly to try and blend in with the rest of the band. I distinctly remember Miss Tuttle calling out to me and saying something like, "Anthony, one note higher, one note higher," or something like that. Anyways, when the song ended, some other people, who had also left their music on their seats in the auditorium scooted down to retrieve there music. Seeing those people doing that, I also scooted down from my position on the riser to go retrieve my music. That was when I realized I was wearing shirt, tie, suit, jacket, dress pants, everything, and I felt slightly embarrassed, with the audience's eyes all staring right at me as I walked back to my seat, my jacket swishing around, to retrieve my music. Next thing I know, I was up on stage with Greg LaLuna (I have no memory of doing the play that Greg LaLuna and I were supposed to write), and now was when Greg LaLuna and I were supposed to say that "DING DONG DEE!!!!" thing, but upon realizing that we had to be funny, and entertain the audience, I whispered into Greg LaLuna's ear something like, "Okay, now, you pretend to be my wife..." and then Greg LaLuna suggested to me that we have volunteers from the audience come up. When I turned to look at the audience, there were already hands up in the air when neither Greg LaLuna nor I had said a word. What more, only female people's hands were up in the air, as if they read our minds and knew we were looking for female volunteers. Anyways, Greg LaLuna picked out two people, and I picked out Melissa Moya. I think one of the people Greg LaLuna picked out was Jessica Ryan, but I'm not sure, because I remember she had like blondish hair or something. Anyways, so I started out by saying "You're my wife, right?" to like two of the female girls. They both denied it or something, but then I came to the third girl, I believe that was the girl that looked like Jessica Ryan, and I was like "You're my wife, right?" to her, and she was like, "Well... normally I wouldn't say 'yes,' but just for now... yes." So that was that. I went back to Greg LaLuna and said something like, "Hah, there, look, I have a wife, you have nothing. Hahahaha, you are so pathetic." Then Greg LaLuna started doing this dance that looked like some kind of breakdancing move; he kept spinning around underneath his body with his legs. So then I was like, "Hahahahaha, what kind of pathetic dance is that, look at that, you can't even get a wife!" And then he was like staring, and then I thought up of something, and then I was like "Hahahahaha! He doesn't even look at the girls! He's looking in the audience!" But just when I said that, I looked at Greg LaLuna's eyes and saw that he actually was looking at the girls, so I ran up to him and forced his head up in the direction of the audience with my own physical strength, grabbing his head inbetween my two arms and wrenching it up. I heard the audience roaring with laughter, but I don't recall any other funny things Greg LaLuna or I accomplished. I remember coming down and receiving many compliments and recognitions. I particularly remember Alice Kim saying something like "That was really funny," and John Valentine saying something like, "That was really good, I really liked it, particularly the part where...". Anyways, it continued on like that until Greg LaLuna and I got to our seats. I don't remember what happened after that, and I woke up soon afterwards. However, during my dream, I remember this part, where a wall was like one of those close/open partition thingys, and it wasn't fully closed or something, because in one corner of the room, the northeast from my angle, I could see college students sitting in desks arranged neatly in rows and columns, in an amphitheater-like room, with the whole room slanting down in a somewhat semicircular shape down towards the bottom, center, where the teacher or professor or whoever that was instructing them would be standing or sitting at his/her desk or using the chalkboard. Anyways, I also remember some of the college students turning around and looking at me. That's it for that dream.