Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 6/6/2018
By fluffytree
So I was wandering around at what looked like my old art college I went to and navigating through all the students walking around. The campus certainly was bigger that's for sure and lots of changes had happened since I graduated. I kept running across this douche of a guy who seemed to be trying to troll me everytime he saw me. He'd say pretty racist things to me like "We don't need your kind here," and then later saying, "There's only one supreme race," while having a grin on his face that seriously made me lose it and start going for him. But then I stopped myself knowing that he was trying to get to me. If I lash out it just proves his point that black people are uncivilized and violent. I won't give him the upper hand. Some dream friends came by at that time to encourage me not to bother with him too. Also I think he was my friend J's boyfriend too and I remember thinking how could she date someone like him especially being a black woman herself. Maybe she didn't know how awful he really was though. I wanted to kill the guy really and started making plans in my head to "accidentally" take him out. Don't know why I suddenly had the mind of a gangster in this dream but it felt like the best solution to the problem. I told my friends and they convinced me how it was the worst idea ever and one of them even said I should not only help him, but try to befriend him too. Bring him onboard to our hangout. The "hangout" is literally this warp pipe ala Super Mario style that sat up high in a crevice between one of the school buildings. It's always there when I visit in dreams and has Yoshi egg designs all over it. When you go through its a cute 3D Mario bonus level where you're usually on Yoshi trying to get coins, avoid lava, and jump from platform to platform. Sometimes it's the same and sometimes it's different but it's always fun. According to my friends lately someone has been sneaking in and trashing the place and the only person we can think of who did it was the douchebag guy. My friend suggested that he's probably really unhappy and bitter and has no friends and so I should personally invite him up to it. It's a risk that he could just trash it even worse out of spite and I really don't want to, but I also know it's the right thing to do. So I set off to look for him. Last place I saw him go into was the art supply store so I try there. I say, this place is also much more spacious than when I used to attend a long time ago. It's like heaven to me with all the art supplies. So many ideas are sparking of the new materials I'm seeing. One thing in particular I look for is these special artist markers I've run across on Instagram irl lately called ShinHan Touch markers. The girl I saw working with them on there cranked out some amazing looking art and makes me really curious about them considering that I was primarily using markers before I switched to digital media. They're super expensive of course though at $300 for the total set of 120. Actually it's not too bad of a deal. Anyway, so I thought I saw them in the store or at least an advertisement poster, but I couldn't seem to find them in stock. Only thing marker-related I spotted was prismacolors, copics and the usual brands. Maybe they were out? I wanted to stay and keep browsing but I spotted the dude walking past the window and remembered why I came in here. I immediately went out and confronted him. I can't remember what I said but I just invited him to hang out with me and my friends. Of course he had some snarky racist comment in turn but I ignored it. And brought him over to where my friends were. Then we showed him the warp pipe and the dream began to fade from there. I woke up after that. Hopefully whenever I return things will have gone smoothly.