Polar Bear Island

Two of my friends and I arrived at an island in a fjord in Norway. At this island there were several cottages far apart from each other. We walked towards the cottage we were going to stay at, which was furthers away from the dock when we saw a polar bear in the distance. We decided to follow it. After a while we found out that it was leading us to our cottage. It turned toward us an said told us telepathically that the island was riddled with traps to catch bugs and ferrets.

The polar beard wanted to show us around so we went on a trip. After a little while I asked about the hunter who set up all the traps. The bear told us that he was evil and had killed the two polar bears that had been before him as the guardians of this island. “I’m not evil” it came from a tree” not far away. The hunter revealed himself. He sat in a tree chair and had a long grey beard. He looked nice enough. He told about the ferret infestation. Close by you cold see the hunters shack, which had loads of ferret skins hung up around it. As well as two polar bear skins. He told us that the polar bears were a grave mistake. And he had modified all of his traps to not take polar bears. He was rally sad about it. So the telepathic polar bear said he was forgiven.

The bear brought us to a high outlook to show us the sunset. His fur gleamed in the sun as if he had mirrors in-between all the fur. When he walked, it seemed as if he had a cloud of white with hints of pink floating around him, like a ghost.

A boat car approached, so we hid. We did not want people freaking out over a polar bear. It was two guys in their late teens. One of them seemed scared of night, because he was nervously looking around everywhere with his flashlight. I decided to approach them and say hi. As I approached I whistled so they could hear me and so not to scared when they saw me.

We quickly became friends. But we did not let them know about the polar bear. Then we started a bonfire and collected cockroaches the size of apples to roast on the fire. But they tasted best when you dunk them I water before roasting them.

The day I killed my two siblings

This is written as i woke up. I have not yet looked it over, so it is probably a grammatical mess. Sorry.

I held a party at my cottage and allot of people came. It was a blast and I learnt about a creative collective that lives in an awesome house in North Norway. Some of my previous schoolmates worked there and wanted me to join them in working there.

The creative collective had a simulated game, which were a weird kind of multiplayer Cluedo, where you had to collect points by assassinating other players. They explained the rules several times and started the game which were progressive. So almost all of the content had been unlocked. This had taken several months.

I found myself In a part of the game which were a simulation of the creative collective, which was a huge abandoned building placed out in the ocean in north Norway. There was a lot of pollution in the water, but there was always a current around us that kept the algae and trash away from us. Everyone had wetsuits and we sat in a rubber boat. I arrived after some of the guys in which were diving and finding moles. Like the ones you get on your skin. This was their objective. They introduced me to a dolphin that had arrived a bit earlier. They first thought it were a shark, but when they had scrambled for the boat, they saw that it was a dolphin and just wanted to play.

I observed a player paying the character of a lady, and did not understand how he cored points. I just saw her walking around getting allot of points so I asked in the chat; “How does this game work”. The game master was furious that someone did not understand it yet after all the explanations. So he reset the game. It was almost finished after several months of playing. And now they were all back on square one. I was so sorry. And eventually everyone left the party.

Then my parents and family came to visit the cottage. I was siting in the sun thinking about how awesome it was with wireless Internet at my cottage and they came to continue the party. Or have some guest over. None of them drank anything.

One of the redneck guys who lives near my family’s cottage came up and wanted to drive us tho the part of north Norway were the creative collective were. My aunt, grandma, and mom sat in the car with him. My dad hitched a ride with me on my scooter. I was driving and talking to my dad about the collective and how much I wanted to work there. He said I could manage anything I wanted. But I wasn’t sure my products sowed off my actual skills and would impress the creative collective where I wanted to work.

Suddenly the car stops and my mom get’s out. And she is in labour. Everyone gets hysterical. I do not know what to do, so I hunched behind my mom and hold her arms to help her focus. She gives birth rather quickly. The baby is encased in a gelatinous blog. My aunt throws p, and I think quickly that it would be funny to lick the stuff of the baby, like animals do with their children, to gross her out even more. But I don’t. The baby is slippery so I put it down to help my mom. The baby instantly slides towards the highway railing and slips under it as we all were frozen still. Then it falls 10 meters don onto the undergoing highway. Everyone starts screaming and shouting at me. I feel terrible. I want to jump after the baby.

But the dream isn’t over yet. I suddenly find a second baby, (which apparently my mom dint feel) so I quickly pick it up to give to someone that can hold it properly. It slips out of my hands, over the rails and gets hit by a semi truck. Creaming starts again and I want even more to jump after the baby’s. But I threw myself at a field, engorged with electrical wires. I miss all of them and just lay there with my face in the ground. Then I woke up.

Read heads

I was home in for after my studies in Australia, and my friends were trowing a new years/welcome home party fro me.

The party was in the part of Oslo where I grew up, but there had been some changes. There was a popular wok restaurant that a friend of mine worked at. He really had his hands full, making food for everyone in the restaurant that consisted of mainly two rooms. The smallest worked as a hallway, kitchen and order/pickup for the food. The second and grander room; guest were sitting and eating. The kitchen only had one wok, so my friend Tarald who operated it was quite busy cooking. But I invited him to the party anyway. Some of my friends were discontent whit my decision to invite him, but I did not mind their opinion.

I was waiting to talk to him while he took some orders (I hate to be a bother to friends while they are working.) when a girl said “excuse me” and kindly asked me to move. When I turned to apologize, I saw that it was a girl I quite fancy. I have never met her, but I thing she is awesome on twitter and a pretty lady. Ill name her Miss. S. I was startled by her presence and effectively jolted out the door. Immediately regretted my decision and decided to look a bit more at her. I tried to peek at her through the door. She noticed me of course and stared back with a smile. I blushed and promptly walked up to the second level of the store. Here the poker and blackjack tables were. I recall meeting some of my secondary school friends, but nothing extensive before my friends and me trotted along to the party they had made for me

It was in a middle of a field. The party was awesome and I met allot of good friends. Then I met another girl that I find really awesome. She loves fantasy books and cosplaying. Lets call her miss G. similar as the previous girl I stared at she had red hair. I really fancy girls with red hair.

There are some gaps here and I do not remember it all

After a while we all got pretty drunk and having a good time I was basically assaulted by miss S. She wanted to know why I had stared at her at the restaurant. I did not want too sound like a creep so I told her that I was stricken by how pretty she was. Only leaving the part out that I had extensively stalked her on social media sites for a while. The miss G came and joined the conversation and it was apparent that I had to choose between these to awesome girls.

Apparently I thing very high of myself since all I could thing about was that I did not want to hurt any of these girls. (Like I am some fantastic prize -.-) and woke up without choosing.

I need to get more decisive.

Learning new skills and failing old friends

One of several dreams Friday night:

I was playing minecraft with allot of people from my Uni. Even some of my Norwegian friends were there. But it were in real life. So things we made, we kept. For example some of my friends were making a house to live in. I was keeping creepers and zombies at bay. Then Andrew, a guy fixated on penises, showed me a part for a camera lens. I could not figure out how he could make such small items with the large building blocks that were found in this minecraft type world. He informed me that there was a special material that could be crafted into a machine that made nano-cubes. From these nano-cubes one could create vastly more complex creations. But since it was quite new, you had to learn how to code and create the software to use it and make it work.

This girl was introduced to me. She had created a DSLR camera that photographed in 3D. It was completely created out of these nano-cubes. I instantly wanted to learn how to code and create something like this. So Andrew and me went down to the mines to find the materials needed to create the nano-cube –machine. Here we met Kris. She was happily prancing around and having fun in this world between minecraft and real life. She decided to tag along and became really interested in this new programing thing that enabled complex creations.

After we had gathered stuff and emerged from the mine, we headed back to the castle witch everyone lived and worked in. The castle were built out of a mountain, so people could excavate their own rooms and housing. I on the other hand were more interested in learning how to program, so I could make that awesome camera for myself.

Kris picked up the coding skills much quicker than me. Then after a while Andrew had to take care of his own stuff, and could not help me out any longer. This is when my old roommate and her girlfriends showed up to mine and build their rooms. They asked if I could help them. But I were to busy dealing with the hardships of learning how to program my nano-cubes.

Then I kind of gave up. I did not have the progress I wanted. So I decided to just dig around and have some peace of mind. My previous roommate had just asked me if I could help her move a bed, when loads of people joined my session. It was the Rooster teeth crew (RT), doing a lets play and joining my game to connect with their audience. I had to state my name before we could start playing together. While all this was happening, my previous roommate got really annoyed that I wanted to play with the RT guys and not help them out, since they were new to this world. So they went questing without me.

The Internet connection between the RT guys and me was terrible, and they soon dropped out due to the lag. So I decided to help out my previous roommate and her friends. When I caught up to her they were in the middle of fighting a boss, and they were struggling. Badly. I jolted to help them, but they were too far away. One by one they perished before my eyes. I got sad, and logged out.

Then I woke up.