Hello honeybunny. I have been sleeping badly lately but my gradu  is
proceeding nicely. Now practically only the last chapter "conclusions" is
missing. Of course the other shit needs rearranging and stuff but otherwise,
ready! The second dream was inspider obviously by the movie Cast Away.

Dream 1 (a brown russian fighter jet drops right next to me and police is
still unavail): I am walking with one of my friends on the road in Vuorela,
right next to the place where I was overrun by bus when I was 6. They have
built a aerial guidance light system right next to  the road and I look at
them and wonder how in the hell do those work (technical details).  Suddenly a
brown jet plane flies over it and as it goes by we notice it is a fighter jet.
It turns straight up and then flies over us again. Now we notice we were
indeed really there by car and some other friends except us two were just
visiting the shop nearby. 

We are walking towards the car and the plane closes in again. It turns upside
down, and then turns nose directly up.  The plane stalls turns over, drops to
the road and rolls to the gutter. We quickly run to the  plane and unscrew the
cockpit window and help the driver out. We talk and he explains that  he was
trying to "escape to the west" with the plane because he thought it would
bring  more publicity to be the first jumper with the fighter jet! We feel a
bit sorry for him for his airplane. We go to the car were I recall that he
indeed is not the first one to jump to west by plane, we allready have a girl
in the car who did that. I comfort the guy by telling him that he was the
first with JET-plane, the girl did it with propeller plane. I try calling the
112 to inform about the crash. Again and they never answer.  

Dream 2 (On the plane again, crash land): I am on the plane and again we are
trying landing on the airport behind a veeeery steeply descending hill. The
captain is not qualified. I don't  recall why he had to take the plane but
anyway, an amateur is in charge. Captain stalls and turns the plane otherway
around.  The plane obeys weirdly and goes to the hill tail first. I yell and
scream in panic as I am 100% sure the  fucker will explode when we are sliding
down the rocky hill with a sledge equal to metallic cigar holder/tube filled
with kerosene. The plane doesn't explode or the dream ends.