What are Nepal dreams about?

I’m sorry If there are english mistakes below. English is not my native language.

It was super wierd but here it goes...

I told my classmates that I am going to die soon. But not sure when or how.

Some patted on my back, some sympathize to me.

For the seating arrangement. I was seated at the very right side on first row. On my left was my best buddy. (irl we’re seated at the last row)

There is also a scene where I changed my clothes from civillian to a formal student attire. The civillian cloth (a polo with yellow cross stripes) was tucked away in my bag.

There’s an activity where the teacher tasks us to draw/sketch a park in our arts subject. There are two teachers: a teacher from my Grade 6 PE classes and my current Politics teacher (both teachers in real life). They used a powerpoint presentation projected at the white board of our room. They specifically said that the park was from Nepal. The entire room awed in amusement seeing such a beautiful photo. I will at least describe it.

The picture:
There is a dog in the lower right of the picture. It looks more like a husky. The bottom half of the photo consist of Parks and greeneries with walkways. The upper left triangular part of the photo shows a large temple (like those you see on Nepal or Thailand). The temple was situated at the farther end of the park and at the back of it a body of water, it looks like a river. On the upper right triangle, there is a city. You can clearly see the streets and the pedestrian over there. In the middle of both the temple and the city is a tall silver tower, sparkling as the sun shines in the tower.

The only thing I remembered drawing in my sketchpad was a detailed picture of the dog and the brick walkway where the dog was standing.

The last scene is where my ex-churchmate (I was once a churchgoer in real life) and I are walking at the very same park that the teachers tasks us to draw.

All right, I live in Nepal and on April 25, there was a 7 Richter earthquake here. I wasn't really traumatised at all. In fact, I was happy because finals (which were originally supposed to happen 8 days later) got postponed.

Anyway, this morning (or last night, I don't remember), I was half-asleep and I felt an earthquake (not a real earthquake). It felt uber real at the time but being the lazy fuck that I am, didn't bother to get up from bed (I thought that if my house could stand a richter 7 and ~400 aftershocks, it could stand another one).

My laziness went on for about 20 seconds approx when I decided to fuck it and went to hide under my table (again, I don't remember if this was real. It definitely felt real and I was half-asleep).

So after the earthquake happened, I went back to sleep (or I tried, more on that later). My thoughts were "If there really was an earthquake, my parents will wake me up".

Anyway, a few more details:

I'm 18 and have a little low blood pressure. In fact, Ever since I was 14-15, once every few months, I get dizzy and go to my dad to ask if there was a minor earthquake. He always said no. This only happened when I was trying to go to sleep. That's around 8 to 10 in the night.

I have been a little insomniac for the past few days. I sleep at ~9, I wake up around 12, move around in my room for a while (I have ADHD but no medications), go back to sleep around ~2-3 in the morning. I suspect insomnia is because of a [herbal medicine](http://www.exoticindiaart.com/details/ayurveda/amu71.jpg/) I recently started to take.

The same happened last night, I couldn't sleep after the 'Earthquake'. Since it happens around midnight, I'm confused whether it was last night or this morning.

Interpretations? Thoughts?

TL:DR - Felt an earthquake while half asleep. Move under my table after about 20 seconds of lazing. Can't sleep for some time and stretch a bit. Turns out, earthquake was a dream. But I may or may not have moved under the table.

So recently I went on a trip to Croatia with my classmates and that's basically what my subconscious mind based this dream off. I basically slept the entire vacation, only got up late in the afternoon and never did anything with my friends. I did however contemplate going out with them at times, but didn't really have motivation in the evenings and went to sleep.

For some reason, we all apparently went home on different days, so my mum (who was there for some reason) told me there was going to be a huge party for me on the day before the one I went home. But I woke up at like 8 o' clock in the evening that day, not knowing it was this late. So I went to my mum and asked what's up. She told me what time it was and I freaked out and was confused why I got up this late, and what the deal was with this whole party.

She told me that it had already taken place, and that it was a huge one, sex and drugs all included abundantly and people from everywhere coming as well, all of which I did not remember. I had no memories of it at all, which confused me a lot. I didn't have a headache or anything, no hangover, but I didn't remember. I tried going out and regain my memory, but I couldn't. I needed to go to the bathroom after that. Our vacation house had one one the ground floor, a bit hidden behind a counter, so I went there. Suddenly two of my classmates were there, both of them girls, not wearing any clothes for some reason, except maybe underpants, I didn't focus my attention there. I was a bit perplexed as to how they got in here, as the toilet faced the door, but still relatively calm (probably because I was still focusing really hard on regaining my memory).

So I asked one of the girls, the one that happens to be a girl I quite like in real life, how they got in here. She responded quite sassily, saying something amongst the lines of *"if you want a piece of this, you better watch what you say".* I could clearly tell both of them were not themselves and quite drunk. _"While I don't actively pursue love, I still don't plan on going from this world unmarried."_ (Or something like that, the dream was not in English after all) She added, leaning a bit closer to me. I then asked, in an equally calm tone, why they weren't wearing anything, which startled them, as they seemingly didn't realise what the situation was. The other girl askingly exclaimed if I could see their bare chests all this time, covering it with her arms.

I stood up and went outside, where I met one of my other friends, a funny and mostly silly guy whom you can also count on in serious situations. So I asked him what transpired during that party and what I had done. He was sober and not at all surprised I couldn't remember a thing. While we were walking arount the house, he told me I got high of some type of flower and quoted me saying _"I feel so light, the horizon looks like the mountain ranges of Nepal."_ He also said to me that this party wasn't just specifically for me and that my mum just wanted to be nice to me, or didn't know herself, which I had figured out as well. After this, we sat down at a table outside, with some people already there. We discussed when each of us were to go home.

And this is pretty much where I woke up.

I'm from the States, and last night I dreamt I was just starting a foreign exchange student experience in Nepal in a village. The dad of the family was charismatic but frightening, insisting that I brand myself with their family crest, like everyone in the family had done, on my palm. As he heated the iron, I did my best to avoid without offending, asking to wait till the weekend when I'd have more time to tend to the impending wound. The mother of the household was very maternal, and did her best to help me get settled, and was an esteemed member of the community. She mentioned in passing that there were some concerns that China might be invading within the next decade, but she didn't think it would be an immediate concern. She encouraged me to learn Nepali, and handed me a 1st grade level workbook, that was much too advanced for me, as it was designed for native speakers. I spent the evening soaking in as much of the culture as I could, trying to adjust to this new place.

By the next day early evening, the village was seized by the Chinese military, who were cruel and sociopathic. We were forced to march to an auditorium where we were forced to watch propaganda about how much progress would take place as a result of the occupation. I almost could escape along with another US foreign exchange student from a different household. Before we even left the building, she was caught, and paid for her disobedience by the severing of her left hand.

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I've never had a dream like this, and can't think of any movies that might have influenced this. I don't read much about Geopolitics.

Any ideas what all this represents? Anyone else have a dream like this one?