We sat around the table in a restaurant for lunch and we were introducing ourselves before we started our meals for it was the beginning of the year. We were to say our names as well as one “relatable” thing about ourselves. Of the two people preceding me, one talked about how they go to the library sometimes but later retracted that statement. The other mentioned how they were playing a game set in the time period of colonial Taiwan. When it got to my turn, I blanked out and was unable to say anything until the group just skipped over me. When it was time for the girl to the right to introduce herself, she was cut off and corrected for saying her own name wrong.

I was watching a stream of someone playing a UMS Starcraft:Brood War game. It seemed to be not working as intended or massively unbalanced in a way so they opened up the map in the map editor in an attempt to fix it.

I was at my aunts apartment and looked out of the window to see a toddler and his father playing on the roof of another building. The father had a variety of tools with him, including one to rotate the metal girder perpendicular to the building so that it reached all the way to our side. This is when the child starts to cry as they’re being carried over a gap about 15 stories off the ground. I waved at the father and he waved back with a smile.

We were running on the highway to catch an airplane that was departing soon. Someone wasn’t going to be joining us because they decided that they wanted to sleep in instead. My mother asked me when I “g[o]t so good at waking up” in the mornings. I told her that it was due to a constant state of anxiety. My sister-in-law crossed the road without looking and produced, what she herself described as, a loud “sonorous sound” when she nearly collided with a car around the corner.

We were racing in a residential area with our swing cars. I was on a red one. As we rolled down the hill to the roundabout, I heard cheering from one of the houses behind us but I was unable to locate which one it came from. I steered from side to side at a constant rate to climb up the hill as I approached someone ahead of me. I started to loudly hum a tune from Mario Kart as I surpassed him.

We were trying to book a time to watch a documentary somewhere. It proved to be too difficult to reserve a room so we had the choice of either postponing it or doing it earlier.

I woke up late and started running for my class in the performance arts building. When I went through the main entrance, I was singing the opening lines of Cruel Angel’s Thesis and the people standing on the upper levels continued from where I left off. I gave a weak clap while quickly moving for the classroom.

I was watching a television series with someone while sitting on the grass during a sunny afternoon. They asked me what the various Chinese characters that showed up throughout were and I had to admit that I didn’t know some of them. They continued talking about how they personally knew the producer of the show and met in person a few times.

We finished watching what seemed to be a Cantonese heist movie set in Thailand in our living room. We looked to the cabinets in our kitchen and saw some bags rustling about. We were pretty certain that a rat was eating our bread, or at least was attempting to bite through the plastic. When my dad and I approached, we noticed that it was one of those albino lab rats, suggesting it was something more akin to a lost pet. It quickly scurried onto the floor and the front door. My dad picked up the rat and plopped it into the toilet bowl after which it swam away on its own.

I walked into the cafeteria for a late night snack and the area was pretty populated for how late it was. The lighting was aggressively fluorescent as I made my order at the grill. For some reason, they also gave me some change for something I had supposedly bought a week ago. I told them that I remembered there being bills as well but it didn’t matter.