I wasn't paying attention in class and I came in late and I think I even had my head down on my desk or something. The teacher called me up to solve a problem—I was worried, but then I saw the question was finding a derivative using the chain rule. I looked forward to showing the teacher that I knew the material and maybe getting her to leave me alone for the rest of class. So I went up to solve the derivative, but I couldn't read her handwriting. I asked whether something was a period or was a dot indicating multiplication and she got mad and yelled at me.

Raquel worked at a Sanrio store, but it wasn't decorated like a usual Sanrio store, it was darker. Cassie and I went to visit while she was working to surprise her. Raquel had Daxon with her in a stroller. He started talking to me and I was shocked because he's so young. He told me something about Catholics believing that you only have one life, but that others believe you have many and you come back after you die. He also said something about his grandpa and father being dead, but being that he was an infant, it sort of made no sense and I brushed it off. Later however I learned that both Patrick and Daxon's grandfathers had died. When I was telling Mom later about Daxon speaking, I thought she wouldn't believe me, because it was so shocking that he said all that.

Dreampt I was swimming and had flip flops on. I was with some friends. There were lots of other people in the water. Donald Trump came to the shore and began giving his “daily speech” or something. The crowd, who were all casually in the water, wasn't being quiet while he spoke and I thought he would mind or get upset or something, but he didn't.

Then I was sitting next to Jordyn and another girl in chairs where the water once was. Trump and the rest of the audience were still there, we were just all on solid ground now. Trump started walking around the crowd. He came up behind Jordyn and I and reclined our seats a ton, which messed up both of our hair. We sat up and Trump started talking to us. He was touching Jordyn's hair and I could tell she was uncomfortable but wasn't going to say anything. I talked to Trump to try and shift his attention away from her hair.

Trump asked us to follow him someplace and we complied. I expected it to be some kind of weird human trafficking shit, so I prepared myself to say “no.” Sure enough, he brought us to this garage where he wanted to take pictures of us “for future movie roles” or something. There were other people's pictures playing on a slideshow in the garage and they looked like they were from a horror movie. Jordyn was about to comply when I apologized and politely told Trump we don't want to have our pictures taken. I explained to him why it seemed weird and I told him I didn't want to be human trafficked. We talked about it really casually, like it wasn't a hidden world he was protecting. I don't remember the conversation, but I remember being disgusted and having a difficult time keeping calm while talking about it with him.

When Jordyn and I left, we went over to an area that was in the location of Katarina's basement, but didn't look like her basement at all and it wasn't her house in the dream. Jeffery Epstein was there, waiting for us. I started talking about how sick and weird Trump was, then I remembered Epstein was part of the human trafficking world too. Epstein tried to convince me that he was better than Trump, that he wasn't as depraved. Aubrey Plaza was there in the house too. I talked with her. She was being very defensive. She started talking about how they tortured children and she didn't have any guilt or disgust, more fascination. This upset me. I asked her point blank, “do you feel bad about all this? Do you even care?” She paused then said, “if you asked me this question some time ago I would've said ‘no, I don't feel bad,’ but I'm past my guro phase now.”