Linkzelda's Dream Journal

07.30.2012

Love Song (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at a computer lab with a few random people, and I trying to think of something clever for a project I have to do. I believe I was wearing a black leather jacket, with a regular white shirt underneat, and probably long jeans.

I wanted to do some set of drawings for something, and I believe I was doing it digitally by first scanning a sketch of something, and then creating a separate layer to quickly draw in the lines in the sketch for better detail.

That's what I would think I'd do, but then I started to get distracted with something else. I look at the computer screen, and I was watching Nana (not the singer Nana) and Nobu hugging each other. Nana was crying on Nobu's chest, and he's holding her tightly in his arms.

I look at this for a while, and tried to speculate how I could relate this to the project I'm doing (and I honestly don't know what I'm doing it for).

I felt someone's presence to my right, but I didn't bother to turn around to see who it was at the time. I start getting more worried and needed to do something quick, at least that's what I think because I felt like I was being rushed.

Then the person sitting next to me queried,

"Why don't you do a love song for her?"

It takes me a few seconds, but I finally realized she was talking to me. I slowly turned my head to the right, watching her from her breasts all the way to her mouth. As I'm elevating my head, the black shadow starts to fade away and reveals more of her visage.

I think she had long black hair that was curly and wavy....

Unfortunately, that's all I remembered, I didn't get to see any other parts of her face except for her smile.

A love song? For who?

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07.30.2012

Store Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside of what seems to be your basic supermarket. I believe I killed someone based on the number of people looking at me, and I think someone said that I killed her myself.

The dream resets, I think, and I'm walking around checking the aisles of the store for any kind of suspicious activity. I still have the feeling that I did something wrong, and I eventually reach an aisle, but didn't go into it, where there's a lady who most likely fainted.

An older women who has a wide stopic and huge ass (you know, the droopy torso and elevated ass kind of older women) holding the lady that looks like she passed out in her arms. She's kneeling down to support the lady on the floor, and when I looked closer, there's blood somewhere on the girl's chest.

As for the girl herself, I didn't pay attention too much to get her visage, because I still had a feeling that this could've been my doing. It felt as if this was a rewind on the event, except that I'm not with the group of people crowding around the female.

I'd say the female was in her 20s, and she was wearing a faded swamp green kind of dress with the thin straps that can go over her shoulders. Her hair was brunette, I'm sure of it, and she was skinny, but not too skinny.

Why am I killing people without knowing why I did so in the dream?

07.29.2012

Job Interview with Brunette (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down inside a small room, and it's well-lit. Judging by its atmosphere, this same room feels like it would be air-conditioned if I had more awareness of the external stimuli of the A/C running in waking life. The light gives off a faded light orange-yellow-ish color, and in front of me is a female in a pink dress or something like that.

She's a brunette with wavy and curly hair in some parts. She's exhibiting a lot of radiance and enthusiasm towards me, which leaves me speechless until she popped the question,

"What are your view on work?"

After she asked me that, it was as if I indulged into some kind of mental time dilation to process why she would query me this. That feeling fades away when I get a mental light bulb, and realized that I must be at a job interview (at least). I tried my best to not portray any apparent facial expressions to her, and quickly fabricated a half-assed response.

I believe I declared that I'm a virgin, and that I'm single. I also explained some things (it felt like an extreme bravado on my part) of how I'm a decent person. In short, I was convincing her that I was a good little boy, though I don't even know why I'm meeting her in the first place.

She takes a neutral look at me with her mouth slightly opened, and then she quickly smiles and laughs. She even gives me a round of applause with her small claps.

She was very attractive, something about the way her visage was angled, her eyelashes and makeup really made me enticed by her.

I wonder if that could be Alyzarin I met, or maybe someone else. She had the height and the youth for her to be Alyzarin, and her wearing the pink outfit reminds me a lot of Alyssa as well.

Hmmm, guess it's all speculation.

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07.29.2012

Open Ceiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on top of the ceiling inside a building, and it didn't look complete. I noticed that the interior of the building, at least the room that I'm on top of, is composed of fairly faded white wood material.

06.14.2012

College Course Suggestion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap from 3 something PM and woke up at 5 PM.

I'm entering a building, and the floor tiles are white. Seems it's raining outside at the moment, or maybe the skies are just gray.

I feel a girl on the left wall in this hallway sitting down, and I assume that since she's sitting down to wait for something, and it seems other people most likely are doing the same in other sections of the building, probably because of the weather outside.

I don't pay any attention to them or the weather though, but I do remember the clouds being gray, guess it's about the rain. The girl herself was blonde, a little chubby and has some thunder thighs, but that's okay.....

More cushion for the pushing right?

Anyway, she has one leg sticking out, and is looking down somewhere, probably on her phone or something. I sit down on the right side close to her, and I basically let things fabricate into some event.

A redhead comes through the right side, and she's wearing beige or khaki pants. She has a nice butt, and I didn't get to look too much at her visage because as she's walking to get closer to me, she was going to sit down to the left of me, her ass expanding from bending down was all that I was paying attention to.

Lol.

I see her face, but only part of it, just profile view, and it seems she's looking to the right, as if she's waiting for someone else to come.

And another girl comes in to sit down as well. She sits to the right of the blonde on the left side, and gets herself comfortable.

I look at her face, and she looks exactly like the Miranda I know in waking life from my college.

"Hey Miranda!"

She responds back, and then I complimented on her hair,

"Your hair looks nice!" I pause for a few seconds,

"It has a glow to it too."

She smiles, but it's apparent that she isn't here for the pleasantries. I was saying it had a glow to it because parts of her hair, especially in the front were blonde, while the rest of it was a regular brunette's color.

She looks at me without feeling awkward, and asks,

"How's Biochemistry?"

"It's going well."

She starts to tell me of a course that I believe she took as well, and recommends I do it too. I asked her,

"Is it (the exams) just a rehash of information where you just go to the lectures and study from that?"

She nods, and I tell her,

"Sweet! Thanks for telling me that."

There's an Asian girl who is sitting to the left of her, and I think she's extending on the same course that I should take. She's telling me of her experience with the class as well.

It was some kind of science class with the course number somewhere between 45-48.

That's all I remember from the nap.