Linkzelda's Dream Journal

06.21.2012

Asian James Bond (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Feels like I'm watching a movie here, but at the same time, I don't know....I'll just tell it out.

I'm inside a large vehicle, I would like to say it's a limo, but it's a little wider than that, so maybe it was some kind of really wide van. There's this newbie soon to be James Bond who is Asian. He's wearing your classic black suit with a black bow-tie I believe.

Seems he's a bit flirty with M, and she's not really taking it well. She tolerates him for a bit, but then he starts opening his legs towards her, and then scoots even closer to her.

She gets a gun, shoots him in the head. Daniel Craig and a few others that I can't recall start laughing.

What just happened here???????????????

Oh, and they we're eating some fancy meal as well.

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06.21.2012

Body in Laundry Bag (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this. I remember someone coming after me since I remember feelings of fairly intense fear and having to dodge quickly.

I'm running around in some kind of open base outdoors, and in order to get out of this place, I have to throw some of those spark things that shoot up so that the extraction helicopter knows where to land or drop the ladder for me to climb up.

Problem is, that same person chasing me knows I'm trying to do that, and he's doing everything in his power to stop me. I have to throw the sparks at several yellow squares, and I seem to be doing good job throwing right on the spot while running for my life.

The dream shifts, and I think I killed the person and had to put him in a bag. I open it slightly to make sure he's dead, and it seems there's come extra clothes with his body that I need to get out. I don't know why I needed to get clothes of the laundry bag stuffed with a dead human corpse......

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06.21.2012

Where's my Textbook? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm waiting outside of a hallway upstairs to see who my new teacher is going to be. I see that one student has the same room as me, so I follow him, and he looks at some paper, and the teacher comes in, and the student is happy.

So I'm assuming this teacher is going to be awesome. I sit down, and more students start coming in. I'd say there were 15 students at most, since I only focused on who was on the right, left and front of me. Some other staff member comes in to talk about textbooks, and then I realized....

Crap, where's my textbook? I look around and see everyone else has their own textbook, and I was worried we might have an assignment or homework even.

I look to the left, and see students were handing out the textbooks that were on the left side on the ground.....WHEW!

I get my very own textbook, and I forget what happens next.