I slept very well/comfortably last night and so I quickly forgot all of my dreams each time that I woke up to use the bathroom except for barely part of two dreams, with the first dream taking place possibly across several days at a fictional school, and I was a student there I guess.
I remember that there was another student who I liked and who I wanted to get to know better who was a nice obese woman with whitish colored skin with long yellowish colored hair who reminded me of the actress Rebel Wilson in appearance but she acted differently and she was quieter/calmer with a different personality, and she seemed to like me as well.
We probably spent time together talking and getting closer to each other at school each day as we slowly got to know each other and form a relationship, besides normal school stuff there was a lot of tension at the school with student protesting, and the police kept trying to bring the school under control each day; and things got violent.
At some point the police had us all go to the auditorium and a male police officer with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair and mustache angrily gave us a speech and orders as the police continued to increasingly and probably violently try to control the student protest, I was among the students who were staying of this so I was neutral, and the students who were protesting kept trying to be us neutral students to join them.
During the speech some of the protesting students caused a scene by holding hands, even grabbing the hands of neutral students like myself against our will, and they stood up raising their/our arms/hands in the air in a The Hunger Games-like form of protests; and this made the police even more angry as they yelled for everyone to sit down, but the protesting students were holding us up against our will so the police became even angrier.
The police became even more violent and controlling still trying to destroy the student protest, I remember trying to let them know that some of us were being brought into this protest against our will but they were too busy attacking protesters and trying to control the school, and I woke up during the chaos.
I agreed with many of the reasons that the students were protesting but I did not want to take part in protests or the style of protests that they were using especially during school hours because I knew that it would cause problems that would interfere with us learning, and that the police would get involved and make things worse because one of their jobs is keeping things in order/under control to protect the system.
The second dream took place during a nice day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D in a small fictional grassy area/island in the street/highway near the gas station across the street from BB Grocery Store, there was a fictional property with a small yard and a one-story whitish colored house that my grandfather CE owned before he died, and now his children in the E Family (including my mom) owned it.
My brother GC and I were driving over to it to look at the house/yard/property to probably see if our family should buy/use/rent it or not but when we got there some of our family members from my mom’s side of the family were there to our surprise like our aunt RE, aunt ME, uncle JE, et cetera.
They were doing a bit of sweeping/cleaning surprisingly but mostly they were looking at old objects (photographs, statues, awards, et cetera) talking about the memories associated with them, we talked with them and looked at some of the objects, and we did a bit of cleaning as we looked around the property.
Slowly more family members arrived like my mom, our uncle CE, maybe our cousin ME, et cetera and my former male classmate DH even showed up to my surprise; and he told us about his fictional baby daughter.
I remember my mom showing us a fictional award with a fictional photograph of me on it at an unknown location with someone else in the background, it was supposedly an award that I received that was dated 2003, and there was a bit more to this dream but that is all that I can remember before waking up.