11.9.16 Ski Resort

I was about to go to work at a ski resort near the town where I lived. It was located on very steep terrain with sharp and pointy peaks, and jagged ridges. It seemed like a midsize locals resort. I went there on or shortly after opening day. I was going to work in their rental shop. It reminded me of the one at Timberline Lodge. I was very excited that I was going to work with some old friends again. On the long outdoor deck that overlooked a steep canyon, there were lots of people gathered, as if waiting for an event to start. Above and away from the deck, several people slid and fell into the steep canyon. I was surprised that there wasn’t much of a reaction from the crowd. I wondered if the people who fell over the cliff were alive or dead.

Along the rural highway to and from the resort, I stopped at a taqueria. It was after sunset. The taqueria was in an old white stucco standalone structure located in the middle of a parking lot that was half asphalt half gravel. Coworkers and friends were hanging around in the parking lot. I talked with some of them. Other similar buildings and trees surrounded the parking lot. It seemed that I have visited this neighborhood in previous dreams.


7.18.11Boutique Gift Store

I went to work at a small boutique store that sold souvenirs/gifts, located in a touristy part of town (in or near a major attraction). It was my first day. The manager was a nerdy-looking guy with short blond curly hair and glasses. There were two coworkers who showed me around and what to do. One was a rocker/metalhead type and the other was a skater. Both wore dark colored skinny jeans. The shop was long and narrow, with one counter and a long wall display of shelves and racks. The store was located in an outdoor mall with the front door going directly to the outside that sort of looked like SanFran or Hollywood blvd.

The owner owned two other business also located in the mall, a larger clothing store and a casual family restaurant. Occasionally, employees would be rotated between these businesses. The mall consisted mostly of a single elongated building, with entrances around the perimeter of the building. The businesses were all connected to a central access way or corridor that ran along the middle of the bulding, and which the public had access to. I went over to the restaurant on the other side of the building to see what it was like. It looked like a combination of a 50’s diner and a modern day bar and grill type place. I went outside the main entrance doors and took a peek at the name of the restaurant. There was a neon sign above the entrance. One of the words I saw on the sign read something like “Wallam.” The outsides of the mall were very different. The boutique store side looked more urban, while the restaurant side looked more suburban.

I had just arrived back from a school field trip with classmates. I was in a country like setting with rolling hills and lots of farmland. Some of us classmates were wandering around, perhaps waiting for the school day to end or for the next class, or a continuation of the trip. I went to explore some of the farmland to see what was growing. It was mostly vines and vegetables.

I opened the door of my apt one afternoon and was surprised to see a pile of parcel-size boxes in the middle of the hallway. A delivery driver guy was walking around dropping off the pkgs to the neighboring individual apts on my floor.  There were two small boxes outside my door. I was surprised bc I wasn’t expecting anything. Both boxes were opened. A strange man walked by, entered my apt, looked around, then quickly left, not answering my question of what he was doing.

7.10.11 Dorm Living

I was living in a campus dormitory, on the first floor. It seemed like I was a new resident. During an evening, I visited Simon living next door. His roommate was a snowboarder chick, who was looking for some snowboarding boots. I happen to have an extra pair laying around which was Mikey’s, which he didn’t need anymore, so I brought it to her to see if she could use them. She and I both took a boot and fixed the lacing.

Dan was my roommate. We lived in a 2-bdrm unit. It was very messy. It seemed like we had just moved in. A bunch of our stuff was scattered all over the place. We were both in the process of organizing. The front door was open but the screen door was locked. Outside there was an enclosed breezeway that led to the outside of the building. There were two nosy mischievous little kids outside that were trying to get our attention. I let them in and showed them around. It seemed like they wanted a certain item, some kind of toy. After they left I continued to unpack/organize stuff in my room. Dan was busy sharpening a bunch of pencils. I found some coins and small pieces of hardware hidden in a secret pocket built into the bed frame.

6.23.11 Mountain Top Shopping Mall

I was at school and immediately next door is a large zoo where I and many other students worked. The area was hilly with lots of dry grass and brush, similar to the area around the wild animal park. I boarded an employee shuttle bus that was going from the school to the zoo with Brianne and one other guy. On the short trip I asked Brianne if she wanted to go snowboarding with me to a resort on the east coast. She thought about it but decided to decline, saying she had some other plans. We got off the bus and separated, going towards our different departments within the zoo.

I walked through an area of the zoo that was covered in a net-like canopy like a bird aviary. It was midday and there many guests and little kids walking around. Several of these aviaries were connected together with door ways. Small cages containing various birds and rodents were stacked along the sides and in the center. Inside one cage on the ground was a big pigeon-like bird the size of a pelican.

In a snowy wintery mountainous area, a friend and I just got off work or school. We were walking through this suburban-like neighborhood located on a rolling hills landscape. There was a mix of big high end homes and old small cottages. There were no sidewalks, and snow covered most of the yards except parts of the street. The streets had lots of potholes and patchwork. The area looked rural except that the houses were rather close together. At an intersection, the friend and I went to the frontyard of a corner property and dug in the snow and started throwing snowballs around. We were having lots of fun, playing in the snow. The house on the property was white color and single level. From one of the bedroom windows, someone inside looked at us then close the blinds. I looked at the friend and we decided to split up, going off in our seperate directions.

I was working at a food court at a shopping mall located at the summit of a mountain, surrounded by a mountain range. It was a touristy place, like  a resort. I was assigned to the kitchen of a pizza restaurant, then to a quick service pizza counter. All the coworkers were classmates. When it wasn’t busy I wandered around the main floor near the food court area. The dry food storage area in the back was messy and there were things scattered around the floor. A few cooks were making pizza. In the dining floor, there were areas for banquets, parties or special events. Most of the food counters/restaurants were connected to one big main kitchen. At the end of the work day I went outside to the parking lot, perhaps to wait for a ride home. The air was clean and refreshing. The sun was low in the horizon.

6.18.11 Rosa

I was on a school field trip to some kind of campus or compound high in the mountains. An entire class was on this trip. We were given a tour. Inside some of the bldgs it looked like a factory or mfg facility.  It was a bright warm sunny day. In a waiting room I asked Matt R where he got his Hawaiian style short sleeve shirt. He said from a little place at the “corner of Delaware and Blaine.” Just before we departed, I went to use to the restroom which was well-lighted from the several big windows. No one else was there.

At roughly the same location, we were at a restaurant or club/bar that was very busy. There was a special daytime event going on where we were required to attend. It was daytime, about mid afternoon. The weather was very warm, like mid summer. The club had an old west style decor on the outside and was located atop a hill in a mountainous area, and had a saloon style entrance. Lots of students were entering and leaving through the main entrance. There was a guy standing at the entrance, making sure that everyone had a valid admission or was associated with the field trip. He was either a guard or a bouncer, but was a student also who was assigned this task. He was about 5-10 in height, had brown hair, and had a very athletic fit tanned body. He looked like an athlete. He wore a tight fitting muscle tee and super short shorts that showed part of his butt. Almost look like something from the 80’s. Rosa came by, looked at his rear, commented how hot his butt was, and jokingly but boldly asked if he wanted to have sex. I laughed, then she left.

I stepped outside the club. I went to the covered front veranda that was made of wood planks. Lots of ppl were either leaving/entering or hanging outside the bldg on this hot day. Another dude, about 5-6 and green eyes, dark hair, wearing a black tank top, came out of the crowd and approached me, extending his hand and touching the right side of my face.

I was in a creative subject/art class on the day we were to take a short quiz. The teacher was a young lady with blonde hair. The quiz was a written test with 5 questions. The first was a complex algebraic math problem. Question #5 was to define the word “staurch” (or something like that). Cristina was in this class, who sat behind me. She was complaining about the quiz to someone sitting nearby.

I was living in the downtown section of a major city. I had parked curbside on a major boulevard near the top of a hill. I was going to class with a girl like Michelle. To get to campus we had to cross a section of downtown. We started out walking at first, then decided to ride the city bus. There were many buses going along the blvd. The route number we needed to take was #830, but it never came. There were many tall bldgs everywhere and freeways were suspended above, creating a sort of canopy above the street level, keeping pedestrians and street traffic in perpetual shade. Some of the tall bldgs seemed like hotel casinos with their flashing neon lights and signs. Parts of the blvd were run down with old decrepit concrete bldgs and overgrown weeds and homeless ppl hanging around. There was some major construction going on in the street, as if the city was putting in a new transit system, like a trolley or train. Busses passed through narrow tunnels, main traffic on other parts of the street.

Michelle and I continued walking towards campus and looked out for our bus number but it never came. We decided to split up; she continued on to school while I returned to where I had parked to see if I can park closer to campus. After passing by a construction area, an old man approached me and wanted me to check out some artwork inside this museum. I went to the glass door but it was locked as the museum was closed. I continued walking uphill and entered a narrow tunnel made mostly of scaffolding and plastic sheeting.  The ground was covered with thick wooden planks. This was the passageway for buses, but there were also no walkways for pedestrians so they had use the narrow tunnel too. Halfway through a bus was coming from the opposite direction so I had to squeeze myself into the plastic to make room for it. Luckily I found a small opening in the plastic.

Further on I approached another construction area. To pass through I had to walk along wooden planks. There were many levels of scaffolding above. There didn’t seem to be anyone around. I looked below. In between the planks I saw pools of muddy water.

5.22.11 Weekend Trip to Las Vegas

I was in a science class, seems like it was some sort of biology class. There were black-top tables set up around the classroom, and about 6 0r 8 students were assigned to each table. There were racks in the center of the tables, with shelves containing all kinds of stuff on them, including live plants. We were assigned into small groups of 2 or 3. Geoff was a classmate in this class. Our teacher was  a young lady, with wavy long dark brown hair. She asked everyone some questions, then she asked Geoff about his educational history. She seemed to be attracted to Geoff. Then they opened a plastic container and started popping pills together.

I was in another classroom that was crowded with lots of students and there were lots of commotion going on. It seem like some sort of art class. Each student was assigned a workstation at a large long table with wooden panel separators. To my right was a girl who kept a messy work area. The class was warned that there is going to be an inspection by a high level person very shortly, so I cleaned up my stuff and threw some things away. I told the girl to clean up her work area and she said she’d do it later. There were some dried flowers with stalks at her area. The person inspecting was a well-dressed older lady, accompanied by several teachers.

After the inspection, a group of classmates were preparing to go on a weekend trip to Vegas, put together by a tour group that specializes in college trips. They were very excited, and some of them encouraged me to go with them. I said this last minute notice didn’t give me enough time to plan and prepare, but then I finally agreed. Class was done and everyone dispersed from the classroom. I went outside onto a parking lot, where there were lots of people busily walking around, as if looking for things or frantically preparing for something. The surrounding looked like a hillside with lots of tall trees and open fields. I approached a man walking away from the school, walking uphill on one of the driveways. I ask him the details about the trip and what I need to do if I wanted to go.

He said motor coaches will pick them up and leave at 5am tomorrow morning, at a motel near the “Continental’, at the corner of Boris and Utay streets, which is a few miles from here. He pointed out the direction. I said so I should be there before 5am if I wanted to go on the trip. I quickly returned to the school grounds.

5.20.11 First Day Multimedia Class

A friend and I drove to a faraway town located high atop some snowy icy mountain, surrounded by alpine scenery and lots of tall pine trees, to take part in some kind of snow activity. We parked along a curb near the top of a hill. The streets were all hilly, and there were snow and ice everywhere. I was concerned if we had parked in a safe legal spot. We also visited another friend and helped that person move to another place in town.

I was at school on the first day of the semester. One class I went to was a multimedia class or some sort of Web technology class. The teacher was the same lady from the Web class I took this past spring.  The classroom was square, was raised about a foot and a half off the ground, and the door, at the front of the classroom, went directly to the outside, so I think the classroom might be a portable temporary  structure. It was a lecture only classroom, there were no computers, just rows of individual desks and chairs. I arrived a little late but found an open spot at the far end of the first row.  I was concerned that there weren’t going to be enough seating for a few students, but after shuffling around seats and desks there was space for everyone. Most in the class were nerdy gamer type guys but there were a few girls present. The class was very loud and rowdy, as if it was right after lunch. There was horseplay and some were throwing stuff around. The teacher had to spend a little time and effort to quiet everyone down.

A slender and petite girl walked in and came up to me and we talked a little, but before I knew it she kissed me a few times. She was very bold to do this right in front of everyone in the class but no one seemed to care or notice. I knew she had a reputation of being cheap and slutty, and I didn’t really go for that type; it seemed like a superficial relationship. She had long straight hazel color hair and was very cute, and kind of reminds me of Crystal, the hostess from OC. She said she’ll be waiting for me outside and then exited the class where the front door was left open.