Dreams vice

In my dream I was at Macau, roaming around at a certain place of the city while suddenly a deck card reader pull me with my dress and insisted me to have his card reading service and he said that thing like that wouldn't be happen without God permission.

I was in a classroom and I got a few questions wrong. I then picked up a takeaway and delivered it to a business friend. I went home and my house was different. The popular group of my class where waiting at my house. I was suddenly launched into a small street near my house. All the cars were small and made of a felt type material, the police were after me because I supposedly spent three hours in a service room. A fat man helped me escape a police man and I was suddenly relaunched into the fat man's house. I took this drink which was jelly bits in a juice. I then crept home and realised it was three in the morning and my mum would kill me. I saw my cousin there and started humping the door.

I was at Macau roaming around at a certain place in the city while suddenly a deck card reader pull me with my dress and insisted me to have his card reading service and he said that thing like that wouldn t be happen without God permission'

I needed to use a toilet. The toilet I used was an olfashioned,outside toile which belonged to my gran (who, in life, passed away many years ago). Despite being an old fashioned toilet, it was,in quite a spacious room, modern inside. The toilet it self was some kind of mechanical device.....one would be strapped into it and, it would tilt, emptying the contents as one used it! As I found the toilet difficult to operate, my husband (who, in real life, also passed away) helped me. Because of this strange toilet, I found I couldn't "go".

I dreamt of two deaths i was at each of the memorial services. at the second service I was sitting with my father n law because we knew that the next day was my spouses memorial service and we were the only ones who knew he was going to die because he was there with us.