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Nicholas and I were in a tree house, talking about random things when I stated that I was hungry. We proceeded to ride a two seated bicycle to a McDonald’s pickup window, where he picked up a bag with a burger and fries. He gave it to me and we entered the store. I met my mom, Andre and Adam there. When I left, I walked by where some guy was trying to campaign for office.

I was speaking to ‘the kid across the street’ about why his game wasn’t working.
“Because I don’t know how to sprite,” he jumped.
I showed him how to do the code in order for his map to show up. For some reason, all of the files on his computer were vulgar movie clips. His mother walked in the room and we closed the window.

(from a few nights ago. My mind can not handle the idea of not having work, or homework....)

I wake up and realize that I forgot I was a tutor for 3 weeks and have not been going to work. (new job stress?) No one has tried to contact me, no one has notified me, it must be a test of my dedication...
After a bunch of panicking I decide to go anyway and face whatever consequences their might be. I go and end up sitting in the back of the class and suffering through a horrible class. The kids are obnoxious, and someone I knew in high school Kevin C. is there making as much noise as he did in high school - _ - ug!

I control my emotions and as the class is leaving I say good bye and grab my stuff to go. The teacher who is a teacher I had last quarter Marc S. stops me and says "wait, we still need to paint!" I realize the room is unpainted wood, drywall and other materials. I run to get paint and a roller and find one in what looks like a large storage facility within the same building. I grab the roller and roll it throughly through the white paint in the paint tray. I lift it out and hold my hand under neath to keep it from dripping on the floor and quickly make my way back to the class room. I pick a wall to start on, and begin painting it. But the painter in the roller does not even have enough paint to make one go from the roof to the floor. I am astounded. I know full well how much of the wall it should have covered (too much time as a maintenance worker irl). I also realized that I should have brought the paint with me. (stress dream or no, these things are a given XD lol)

I go back to get it and run into someone I know Angela A. There are suddenly people making chocolate on a conveyer belt of some kind in the storage facility. She says "uh, chocolate! It is so bad for you." I turn to her and say "Except for you know, the bitter, actually healthy chocolate with not added sugars and stuff." She takes a moment to ponder the thought and then says in an extremely snobby way "mmmm...no! Chocolate is bad for you, if you read the nutrition info on the back you would know that." I go awol on her saying that she can be a douche all she wants but there is chocolate that IS healthy for you. She says "whatever" and walks away. I get the paint and bring it to the class.

I work until "class" is over, and decide to get further into the project during my maintenance shift. I go (dressed in cliche painting clothes) and get much further. It was like painting during a painting shift was somehow more effective. The teacher sees me and asks what I am doing. I tell him that I am continuing painting since I work here and all. He takes the roller from me and says that he now needs to re-do it. I am confused why painting at a different time makes the paint job somehow inadequate. He starts painting when I wake up.

(from a few nights ago....most ADD dream ever...)

The first thing I remember is begin part of some kind of secret service or other government organization . Our boss tells us that we are to transport the Major of the United States (best title ever) to somewhere (we are a lower rank and there for do not get the whole story). He put the major in the back and tied his hands to the front seat, we did not question this in the least. We transported him where he was meant to go and were suddenly in a department store. I was looking at tape measures, for the sake of looking at tape measures. They could come in handy, right? but the good one is $20 so I move on. I find these amazing green suspenders that don't have a price on them. I want to find out but I know we will have to leave soon. Someone comes up to me and says she will find out, and if they are cheap buy them for be and "she would pay me back." I thank her, pause, and then realize what she said made no sense. She meant to say "I would pay her back" right?

In any case it is time to press on. We have a prisoner to transfer, but somehow no car anymore. This will not delay us however, we took him in a trash bag. We start on down the road with suddenly a lot to carry, and I have my green child who is half ogre with me. I do not have enough hands to carry everything now that I have it and my mom randomly shows up to help me carry stuff. As we walk my mom begins to sing something in a beautiful soprano. I start to harmonize and then stop when it gets to high for me.

The man leading us down the street suddenly asks "anyone know where we are going?" We laugh and say "aren't you supposed to know?" Then I say "We are transporting a prisoner right? Then we should stop at city hall first." (I am so smart XD) Everyone agrees and we press on.

I am suddenly in line at a place that has the appearance of a bank. I am their to ask someone questions about how to best raise my half ogre half human in a racist world. I am worried he will get discriminated against and want to raise him right! On the counter to the left has cell phones attached to it. One rings and I answer it. "I had a question about social networking." she says. "Okay," I say, "do you have a Facebook, Twitter and Linkedin?" I ask. "Yes" she answers. I think to myself Then good job! Your done! but ask "then what do you need to know?" She explains that she wants to do better and that she does not know enough. The lady behind me in line starts getting annoyed as the line moves and I don't to talk on the phone. I finally realize that the lady on the phone wants to get more notification emails from her accounts to know when things are happening. I could not help but think Who in their right mind wants notification emails? Is that not the first thing you turn off?! But I guide her to where her user settings are and she excitedly asks me to hold so she can try it. The lady behind me in line then hangs up the phone and glares at me to move forward, it is my turn.

I walk up to the desk and begin to explain to the woman that I have questions how to properly raise my son so he thought he was good the way he was, and did not flinch when people mocked him for being different. She asks me if I have the child with me. I realize he is not in my arms and am slightly alarmed. I turn around to see Shrek with him and I smile and ask to see him for the sake of the woman. He then throws the child to me and I am scared until I catch him. I thought You did NOT just throw this child at me! in a nice playful way. He is extremely heavy but I get a grip on him and turn to address the woman again. I see that she is a creepy old woman, her face is long and droopy and she is wearing glasses that curve to a point at the edges. She glares at me with hate and the need to move the line along. I think This is the wrong person to ask about discrimination, and move on.

We are outside some kind of ring. It is like a hallway with clear windows with brick surrounding each room. There was a basketball game going on. But for some reason we were talking about it like it was a fight to the death or something. We had to split into teams of two within teams of 4. Someone says "I don't see why we have to break into such small teams. They aren't usually this small." I could not help but think of Enders Game in battle school when he had one more toon than all the other leaders. I laughed at the guy as if he himself defied Enders genius. I look across to another woman we were with and we exchanged a look of Yeah, we are SO a team! I see my baby sitting next to her. I have another moment of panic realizing he was not with me as I thought he was. But I somehow know she is also the mother, and I smile to her. (oh dreams, you silly) She catches him as he almost falls and looks to me with a grin like What a silly child we have.

I look into the basketball game going on and I see the girl that was going to check on the price of the suspenders for me playing, only she is HUGE! She towers over everyone else and is dominating the game. However I was only insulted that she did not actually check on the price like she said she would.

#1: We were robbing the moon and putting it in a carboard box.

#2: I attempted to WILD, but I got caught out and lost awareness upon entry.

The first dream was about having to stop some criminal, but it was like megaman and I had to eat some food, pringles I think, to regain health.

The next dream was a lot like la noire, and I went to some police station and annoyed traffic people. I had to find someone by setting up cameras in certain places, one of which was outside the station, then near some parked cars were people who started shooting at me, and a gun mysteriously appeared in my hand, soi shot back.
Then I woke up.

irl: I am nearing the end of two weeks of break from work and school, I have not had a break in a long time, my mind can't handle it.

The dream starts with me realizing that I am not done with an assignment for a class. (SO original!) I wake up when at 8am, when then class starts and I start to finish up my assignment. It is a drawing of my roommates dog pidu, with some kind of writing on a separate page that I have to attach with string. Someone asks me if when I go to copy mine if I could copy theirs also. I realize the persons picture is much larger then mind and I realize that I did mine the wrong size. I decide that it will just have to be awesome enough for the size difference to be over looked. I spend some time adding shading and fine details to the piece and then go to make copies.

I open up the scanner and start on what now is a large stack of my classmates work to go through. It is slow but I get through it all and put it in a box. I pick up the box, and suddenly my entire dream becomes an 8-bit over view of me continuing the action. (Much like Zelda: Minish Cap that I have been playing rather non-stop ) I go to set the box on a table and accidentally throw it against the wall and it shatters. (a common occurrence for me irl in zelda games).

I now have no idea how I am going to explain to the teacher that I am two hours late, but also have no homework, or anyone else's homework. I freak out for awhile and then go to class. It turns out that the morning class I had was a different class, so at least I would be on time for the class I had no homework for.

Hi! This is my first dream journal entry. I couldn't remember last night's dream, but I do remember a dream I had earlier today when I took a 2-hour nap. It was a dream about lucid dreaming... guess that shows what's been on my mind!

My friend S and I were in this alternate dream world; it was a dark world with really out-there architecture. I don't remember why, but S wasn't happy with how the "dream" was going and wanted to reset things. So he decides we should commit within the dream to "reset" the world. He grabs my hand and jumps off of this really high bridge-thing into the water below, which was surprisingly detailed. There were rocks and such around but we didn't hit any. I didn't want to reset the world so I resisted things, and instead we swam around exploring for a bit. Eventually we did jump into the water and drown ourselves, and ended up back at the "start" of the dream world. The beginning was this small room-like thing, I couldn't see any walls though. It was like what you would see in a picture book; the edges of my vision were black. There was this black blanket thing in the middle of the hardwood floor, and scattered around it were things that looked like toys and various trinkets. These were the most colorful things of the entire scene, though I remember most of them being a shade of pink.

So I get this idea that I want to make love here, and I think about suggesting it to S. Then my brain goes through this cycle about the repercussions of cheating on my girlfriend T, and I decide to suggest it to her instead. Not sure how she got there but the next thing I remember is she's there instead of S and I suggest it to her. She says no because her family will see; it doesn't make sense now that I'm awake but in the dream my mind automatically knew that she meant there was some tear-like thing in the dream world that made parts of it visible to the real world. So basically her family would be able to see some of this particular part of the dream world.

Then I woke up, or I can't remember the rest.

Had these dreams last night, but now I can hardly remember any of them. Still wanna record them though.

First part: I was shooting a gun. It was really big and silver, but had glowy purple streaks on it and the bullets exploded when they hit things. I was at a target range but instead of shooting at the fake paper-people I was shooting at real people. But they just kind of stood there like they were drugged up or something.

Second part (There was a lot more, but I only remember this part): I was like this lion-thing, and my friend was like this deer-thing. I was normal colored, but my friend was dark grey. We weren't exactly those types of animals but that's as close as i can get to describing our appearances. At first we were regular people, though. We were standing in a wheat field talking about something, and I don't remember what, but my friend was getting really angry at me. She was giving me these death glares for whatever reason, and I felt like I didn't deserve them. She turned around and started to ignore me. Then a group of people came running at us. They were all decked out in tribal paint and had on hula skirts and stuff, and they wanted to kill us. We ran away and managed to get a good distance between us and the people, but then I tripped over a bump in the ground. When I stood up we were the animals I mentioned earlier.

There was fire everywhere, and I was about to run through it and hope I didn't die when my friend pointed out that the 'bump' I tripped over was actually a hole. We went down the hole to an underground cave. It was really big, and had a green glow. For some reason I kept calling it a limestone cave. There were all sorts of dangerous ledges and paths, and below us was pure blackness. It looked like if you fell of you'd keep falling. We wandered around for a bit until we found a ladder back up to the prairie. Somehow, even though we were still animals, we climbed the ladder. When we were above ground again, instead of being on the field, we were climbing up the side of a canyon. There wasn't any ground anymore, just the bottom of the canyon, and I don't know what happened to the cave, so we had to keep climbing the ladder.

We made it to a ledge and got off the ladder, so it was behind us acting as a 'guard rail' so we couldn't fall off. There was a split in the canyonside in front of us, and it looked like rocks had tumbled into the split filling it up. It was really narrow, and almost vertical, but we were still able to climb up it. My friend had made it to the top where it was flat, but I was still climbing when the tribal people showed up again. I couldn't really defend myself where I was so I just kept climbing. One of them wearing this weird moosehead type of hat started stabbing me with his spear. (His hat looked like moose antlers, and was about the same size, but it was made of gold.) One time when he stabbed me his spear got stuck in me, so when he tried to yank it back he fell off. His hat fell off too, and landed on my head somehow.

When I got to the top finally, all the tribal people gasped and started clapping and cheering. I just looked around like 'wtf', and my friend told me the moosehead hat was a symbol to them or something. I said, "well I guess they don't care that i just killed that guy then", but then the original moosehead guy popped up from where we climbed and was clapping too. His head was really gross; it was all lumpy and disfigured like the hat was hollow and his head had grown into it, leaving it the shape of the moose antlers. Which makes me question how the hat came off his head in the first place... Anyways, we were back to being people now. I gave them back their hat and we ran away (on the field again now) in case they changed their minds and wanted to kill us again. Then I woke up.

Wednesday, June 29th

I. Basketball Games

This is the first awkward naked dream I’ve had in a good long time. I am in the house on BHI that I lived in during the Patsy Cline gig. Alone in the house with me is E.S. I don’t recall most of what happens in his dream, only that at one point she comes down the stairs, mostly naked. I believe the point where I suddenly become completely naked is while I’m standing by the front door. I walk into the living room, see her suddenly and immediately cover myself up, not trying to come onto her although I’d like to. She says something along the lines of “I’m not even into that stuff.”

This may not have been during the same dream but the next thing I remember is sitting in front of a very large tv screen flipping the channels. There is nothing on except basketball games. I stop and watch one for a small while then, thinking my dad is behind me (?) I start flipping the channels again quickly. I cannot quite explain this thinking.

II. Jazz Band

I am outside a building I don’t think I recognize. There is a group of us that is presumably the jazz band for the coming school year. However this is my high school jazz band director in front of me; I graduated three years ago. One of my friends from college is also standing right next to me. J.B, the band leader, is greeting all of us giving high-fives. I see him offer one to somebody and I foolishly stick my hand out immediately, out of turn and disregarding the people between myself and him.

He says something like “Looks like M.B has showed us a part of his personality, huh?” He is evidently talking about M.B but as he says it he gives me a strange look. I realize he’s inadvertently calling me an asshole, as he should. I look to my right and M.B is giving me that smug “I know something you don’t” grin that I get so often from dream characters.

I was in my grandma's trailer looking out the window past the christmas tree. I knew I was dreaming from the beginning. It was dark outside. I looked around the room and seen my grandma and cousin sitting in the floor raping presents. I spoke to them and said "I'm going outside to look at the stars.". My grandma responded "Are you sure?" I replied "yeah" and then they looked at each other and then back to me and scoff like it was stupid I wanted to do this. I then turned and walked out the door and went out all the way to the middle of the yard before looking up. The sky was fuzzy black when I first looked up but thne skies clarity came like a flash. It was violet purple. The stars were a neon blue. I turned in a circle so I could take it all in. While turning the moon came into view. It was 100 times bigger than our moon and high in the sky. So close it seemed to be in the same atmosphere. The surface was gaseous in texture and moved like waves. The glow from the moon was not from a reflection but its own. Its main color was pinks but had hints of other colors in the ripples of the waves. Shades of yellow, white and green. Then I turned to the stars to study them. I did not recognize any constellations. I did not. Then I became happy. So happy about this beautiful dream. I lost vision, became weightless, felt a tingling sensation all over my body and floated up. These feelings remained constant. I lost track of time while I was like this. No thoughts. Then after idk how long I came out of it and said out loud "oh, I'm still dreaming. I floated back down and my visual came back. The tingling was gone. I seen the above view of where I was before landing. It was at a crossroads with houses all around. The ground was snow covered. I became close to the ground and floated to this garage area. I turned and looked back. There was a black fuzz. I looked at it curious to see what was behind and then a shape of a body began to emerge. As it approached me I could see it was JR. I became excited. I told him "I'm dreaming right now and I'm lucid. I don't know if your a dream charter or jr but you need to remember your dream because we could be dream linking.". Then I told him "I want to experiment with sex in a dream". So I began kissing him. While doing this I noticed the fuzz was back. I stared at it and wondered what was going to pop out of it this time....then as it got closer once again the shape of a body. Even closer I could tell that it was a mannequin with hands like javelins. I felt that if I tried to make it go away it would hurt us. So I pushed it behind me and held it there one handed. I chose to ignore it but JR wouldn't. He didn't want to fool around anymore. I woke up. Jr was laying in bed with me. I asked him if he remembered his dream and he said yeah. Then while cooking and eating breakfast with simon we discussed our dream linking experience. I wake up as I start to put food in my mouth. I really wake up.

Dream 1: (fragment)
I remember being back in band and the new school year had started. I was moderately ebarrassed because I hadn't practiced all summer. What little bit I remember was very vivid and my thinking was clear and logical (but not lucid enough to become aware of the dreamstate.)

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

I dreamed that I was a pirate...
I and the other pirates had a meeting with the captain, Blackbeard. He was claiming that one of us is a traitor.
Through I wasn't the traitor I just felt like he is going to say I am the one.
He was asking us a lot of questions (I couldn't remember them) and was threatening us, telling us that he will kill the traitor.
When I saw that they actually stop the judgment and they started joking arround and stuff like that I though it was my chance to escape. I tried to stealthily walk to the exit door. (the funny thing is that the meeting was in my sis' room )

I wish I could had remember my dream in more details...it seemed like a pretty much interesting one

Flee to tranquility

My first memory is of a friend and I getting shot. His condition was dire, and I laid him upon the couch, and turned around to go call an ambulance. I was very conscious, but had not yet realized I was dreaming. I hobbled out of the room and into the hallway of an apartment--what appears to be the second floor.

I remember thinking "Just call 911...," my hand gripping the bullet wound at my lower left abdomen. A twinge of what seemed to be pain shot through my side. I remember reciting my address, preparing for the call to 911... I realized however, as I remembered my address, that I was certainly not at home, and that despite the gunshot wound, I wasn't actually feeling any pain.

Halfway down the hallway, I decided on impulse to make it an action packed dream. I armed myself with a .45 handgun from a conveniently placed holster at my side and ran into the nearest door, ready to fire. I pause, however, as I see two guys stealing from someone's apartment.

I ran up and grabbed the nearest guy in a choke-hold and held my firearm at the other henchman--who I recall had blonde dreads. I was trying to coerce them into telling my what was going on when a man in a trench coat, much larger that the other two, rounds a corner. He was obviously the head-hancho, the brains, etc.

As I was about to interrogate him, he yells at me to get down on the ground as a dark, grotesque figure bursts through a window, sending glass everywhere. He was mostly covered in shadow, but it had a look of raw, decaying flesh-- similar to a zombie or demon, etc. At this point I'd forgotten about my gun and we were running out into the hallway to escape; I had a feeling my little gun wouldn't do much anyway.

But, unfortunately, the dream was destabilizing, and I was losing lucidity, and didn't think to to do anything innovative as I started to awaken.

Don't want to post my dreams today, so I'll just jot down some notes so I don't forget.

1. mom waking me up
2. ian is 12 (dani)
3. quinn turns into a girl