I mentioned all the things we should talk about, but he excitedly said we should save the aliens for the end of the night. I agreed. I was walking through my old highschool. There was some event outside where we were all seated. The guys running it said we weren't allowed to smoke, but guys started pulling out bags of weed from the uhaul. It felt like a losing battle where eventually everyone would be smoking it up. I was laying in bed with two of my friends. I said something and an image popped up with 2 characters talking to each other. One had the text bubble saying, "I'm the main character", and the other was blank. I said out loud, "it's actually the opposite". My buddy said, "oh it's cheesecake" or something. We both repeated ourselves. I was a bit too ashamed to explain myself and reveal how strong in the schizo force I am. That same friend and 4 others were in an SUV, on their way to a vacation. I opened the door and asked if there was space and was met with awkward silence. The female driver said how she's been there before and I can go if I want. I was like, "no no, I don't have a strong desire to go, I was just checking out the options. You guys go on" (roughly). I was with my initial friend and he excitedly said, "ok so dude!". It was time to talk about the aliens.