Dreamed about Jason Liao and John Sok living with me in a triple. They brought two cute girls (with whom im guessing they've been going out/hooking up). All were wearing just underwear and kinda fooling around. One of girls started crying because she thought Jason raped her, but she was just getting wet. (both girls were asian). Then my room became a Mod and about 30 people just rushed in. (through the back door) I had no idea who they were. Almost started a fight with this kid who was going through my desk drawers. We hit each other couple of times but i tried to talk to him at the same time because i wanted to find out what was going on. He explained some decent reason that i just didn't upon entering my room.
Then about 15 people were in my room (party refugees) and a cop came in. everything was fine. At some point i rode a skateboard for about 30ft. I found the cop's inventory list (yellow square paper) and at the botton it said that at least one of items is missing, just not sure what. (im guessing it was a skateboard).
Dreams are an interesting tool that allows us to see what's how different ideas in our mind interweave and create some kind of plot. I always enjoyed weird and interesting dreams. Last semester i took Physical Theatre and one of exercises was to "show" your dream with your body. Very interesting stuff.
Question from "Sex, Drugs, And Cocoa Puffs"
6. At long last, someone invents "the dream VCR." This machine allows you to tape an entire evening's worth of your own dreams, which you can then watch at your leisure. However, the inventor of the dream VCR will only allow you to use this device of you agree to a strange caveat: When you watch your dreams, you must do so with your family and your closest friends in the same room. They get to watch your dreams along with you. And if you don't agree to this, you can't use the dream VCR. Would you still do this?
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