Dreamt

(compiled over a few nights)

...that Simona and I were walking in a Taiwanese night-market, and these two Middle-Eastern looking guys came from behind and got in between Simona and me. They tried to sell her some trinket or other, and I pulled her away. She thought I over-reacted, and I was kind of mad at her ingratuity.

...that in the same night-market, I ran into this guy that looked like Miiike, except that this Miiike wore red/white/blue leather jacket with laces a la Evil Knievel, had long hair like a blond version of Keanu's Ted, and rode a BMW Rockster. I look around, there was another Miike, this one more like the Miiike I know, with a more modest black leather jacket and another non-descript speed bike. There were surrounded by their biker gang, which stood out even more so from a typical mustache-and-leather bike gang, because they were obviously very French (details unavailable, insert own mental image of French biker gang). I wanted to chat, so did the normal looking Miiike, but his twin and the gang wanted to go.

...that I was transfered to a much larger high school, and I was placed in a large classroom, sort of like the one in my elementary school. There were rows and rows of teachers and I was sitting next to 藤田教頭-sensei. I was a bit uneasy about the new school and was struggling to fill out some application form in Japanese, but upon finding out that there's a basketball team at my new school, I promptly skipped the new teacher orientation for the gym.

...that I was approached by this levitating jellyfish. It had light-blue transparent skin, one single oculus, and one long tentacle with a fluorescent disc at the end, spinning with marble-like lights. It looked intelligent and benign. Somehow it communicated its desire for me to pull this thing stuck in its mouth. I touched it but was grossed out by the disgusting deep-purple jelly mess and jerked my hands back. The jelly was apparently hurt by my disgust and I felt a little bit guilty. Later I found myself stuck on this old rotten tree stump and surrounded by hundreds of disgusting deep-purple jellies. They looked zombie-like, dumb and hostile and hateful. The light-blue jelly came to my rescue, waded through a sea of disgusting purple and motioned me to hop onto its back. I obliged, and it carried me away. None of the deep-purple zombie jellies even noticed our presence as we floated away. I saw the purple jelly-mess still stuck in its mouth, and out of gratitude I pulled it out. Immediately the deep-purple zombie jellies turned around and started chasing us. This whole dream took place in an alternative dream universe, with physics, evolutionary history, inter-species politics and factions completely unlike our own. I wish I remembered some of it, but all I could remember was that the world made perfect sense to me. No I was not on acid.

...that I was waiting in line for some kind of physical. Ahead of me were Simona, a Mexican girl, and my brother Jack. All three were naked, I could only see Simona's naked back side in a pale contrast to the dark and bone-slender Mexican girl. I also noticed that Jack, upon stepping up to the front of the line, was bending in a half-bow in an attempt to hide his erection.