I am with Dad, getting food inside a Starbucks. We’re going to take it somewhere, so I have to cover it. The food looks like fried rice with something on it - some cooked food that you would not really find at a Starbucks. It comes out in a small, shallow, long cardboard container. I cover it with another same but empty container. I try to cover it completely, but the pieces of cardboard have become smaller. I ask the girl working for two pieces of tape, remembering the masking tape they have, and end up with two pieces of scotch tape. They secure the coverings on the food fairly well. Now, Dad, Makayla, and I are walking into My Pie with the food. We sit at the counter, and Dad says some of the food is for Makayla - but not my sister, a Makayla working here? It almost feels like they are the same though and just in two different places at the same time? We start eating some of the food, as well as some food from My Pie. A lady abruptly comes over and tells the three of us that we need to leave and waits by the door. I think they leave, but I do not. I ask them why we have to leave, but they won’t leave [?]. To me, this merits my not leaving. I am sure it is because of us bringing and eating our food, but since they will not simply tell me that, I am choosing to stay and make a scene about it. I notice the whole room is full of seated people - all employees?- watching. There is at least one table of non-employees; Gunnar is seated at the end and side closest to me. Our gazes briefly meet, and on the second occurrence of this we both smile and nod at each other. To be even more of an ass right now, I go over to talk to him. I crouch down and place my hand on his shoulder, asking something like ‘hey buddy, how’s it going?’ His hair is cut shorter, in that sort of styled bowl cut almost all young teen boys wear, and it causes him to look much younger (just about what he looked like in elementary school). Though he smiles, I see sadness behind his eyes. I remember what Reilly did to him and think he must still be hurt from it. I think there is some empathy in his gaze as well. I think about how we have both cut our hair short since, and wonder if he might comment on it or just stick with the silent knowing that we both went through about the same thing. He is sitting by another blonde boy that also looks very juvenile and suspiciously like Nelson Neiman (maybe just a slightly older Nelson). I am now back to making a scene again and asking for the manager. There are two ladies, and I’m not sure which is which position and not sure how each feels about the situation. One of them tells me her name is Tanya? It seems to be just us and the spectating employees now. There is a counter between her and me - it kind of looks like we’re in a kitchen (kind of like the one is Kris’ condo). When she’s still talking but has turned away from me, I duck down behind the counter, thinking it’ll be funny to have her turn around and see me missing. Right before this, it almost felt like we were going to fight. I understand they have the right to tell us to leave, but we also need to know why. Makayla’s thoughts about this whole thing enter my consideration - I’m not sure how she feels about it. It occurs to me that I might be jeopardizing some employees (all except for a core group that’s not as dispensable to them?) but I continue to push it. I end up running out of the building when she is not looking. I walk around the outside of this house, still trying to stay out of sight. I notice employees walking around in groups. There are three a little ways out by what looks like a small river. I let some spot me, and when they do, they return to the house. I round the corner, right into another group, but jump over them. I think I’ve just showered and have a towel on.
Last night was not exactly fun. I can remember brief instances of this one; they mainly seemed to be warped situations of things that have happened to me in the last few months IRL. I am at a performance, with cover bands, but it’s as if they’re all playing to a track, not actually playing their instruments. I am expected to play piano to a Queen song, but someone takes my place. I’m at a movie theatre, about to go see a film by myself. I run into several old high school acquaintances. I’m finishing a group project and turning it in at the last minute; I think this is at my old house. The last instance was the most vivid and unfortunate. I’m sitting alone on a couch in a strange room; it’s like some parts of the wall are missing, or maybe the ceiling. It’s cloudy and grey outside. I think this place is near a lake. I see my ex-girlfriend just outside, her red hair vibrant and flowing in the wind. She is soon inside on the couch with me, and we begin to kiss and hold each other close. This is the first time I can think of that I’ve had this good of a dream about her since we broke up. In most dreams I can remember, she is cold, distant, or angry. In this one, she is welcoming, reciprocating, and affectionate. Then my friend comes in the room, acting like his usual annoying self. IRL, he didn’t like my girlfriend, and even told lies about her to my friends. This anger I feel toward him was evident in the dream. I am happy with her in this dream, and I want him out of the picture. Feelings of affection I have for her in the dream are coupled with the feelings of hatred I have for my friend. This is very similar to an instance that occurred a couple months ago IRL. But I wake up and realize, that although I’m over her, my hatred for him remains.
Monday morning's dream was a pretty teeny tiny fragment, involving a super smart yet annoying guy barging his way into my house and demanding me to solve his riddles. This morning, however, was a bit more fruitful! Especially due to the re-appearance of a dream sign of mine. But first, middle-of-the-night-wake-up-fragments. I was on a huge ship in the middle of an ocean being ravaged by a raging storm. Alongside the storm was, of course, a sea monster, and the whole crew (me included) had to square off against it in an RPG-styled battle. And thennnn! I was homeless, and wandering the cold, dark streets of a city I didn't really recognize. I was trying to find shelter in whatever place I could, till eventually I met this family who decided to take me in for the night. Now for the non-lucid. I was in the house I used to live in, and sitting on the couch nearby was my ex and her boyfriend. All three of us were getting ready to watch a movie, but I was feeling pretty glum and sour about the situation, so I moped my way over to the kitchen area and pet my ex's dog for a little while. Eventually, I decided I'd just leave, and this was no small undertaking as I knew it'd be a long 6 hour drive back home. I relayed my plans to the two of them, and my ex pleaded that I stay and enjoy the movie. I, however, was resolute. I headed out. The in-between here is a blur but I do remember driving my way home on dark roads. Too bad I didn't do an RC. I've been training myself IRL to reality check whenever my ex sends me any messages, or if I catch a stray thought about her. However, she hasn't appeared in my dreams much lately; this was the first time in a little while now.
Party! I'm at a public party which is quite crowded. I'm standing at the bar with quite some other people. The MC asks the public if we should allow an audience member to rap. I shout yes. Now he passes me a mic and wants me to do it. What? No way man. He says he just asked who wanted to rap. I tell him that I thought he asked if he should let someone rap, not who wants to rap. He's still trying to make me do it. I feel pressured, but I'm not doing it. The mc for the party is now a woman. She mentions a few times how we're now on Bali and the island just over there, which is also part of the party, is Java. Or perhaps the other way around. The party is coming to a close. As a way to drag it out she has someone/us throw a lot of fog or something alike into the air, so that both sections of the party are united within it and we can continue partying just a little bit longer. Somewhere in the distance I can see a historical building. A big, roman/greek style city hall or something. The colours of the light surrounding it are beautiful. Ex I'm on a big public square. I'm with my cousin, but he disappears off to somewhere. I run into my first ex-girlfriend. She jokingly makes a shitty comment. I take her bicycle and jokingly threaten to lift it over the poles and chains which are forming a barrier to the canals. She panicks and apologises. We walk back again. She comments on how easily I lifted her bike up. I tell her it's no biggie. I lift her bike with just my right arm. I purposefully use my right arm cause that is my stronger arm. I'm glad I chose to do so, cause feeling the weight of the bicycle, I think it would've been a bit challenging to lift it with my left arm. She seems impressed by my strength and I'm liking the attention. We end up back somewhere on the middle of the square with her boyfriend. We start walking off the square. Once we're off it, they start walking in another direction. Ow yeah, he lives in Amsterdam, so they're staying quite close. Lucky them. I go back to find my cousin. Peanut butter mint & wetness I'm walking around somewhere. A conversation that I had with a friend is still playing in my head, though so vividly that it almost seems like I'm having the conversation right now. He keeps asking me customs related stuff and what would happened if they would question a mutual friend of ours who he is apparently involved with and who isn't very bright. After a while I tell him that I don't have a clue, as I never have to deal with customs. I'm slightly annoyed. I'm walking around a building which is quite modern. I am myself about to get on an airplane to wherever. I stop somewhere near a gate, though I know it isn't the gate that I need to go to. I just want to eat for a moment. I take my big black & orange backpack and take some bread out of it. The flavour is a combination of peanutbutter and mint. A guy who doesn't really seem to do security, but does have some position of authority, tells me that I'm not allowed to eat here. I apologise and move to an area a bit further back. He tells me that in this area it's also not allowed and he tells me where I am allowed to eat. At one point he mentions that this isn't a fucking cafeteria. I feel slightly offended by his choice of words. I was cooperating fully, so I don't feel I deserved that lashing out. I'm somewhere semi-outside. There's still a roof over this area, but it's not really inside. It's a sort of foodcourt area, though all I see are the benches and tables. So many places are taken. I sit down at perhaps 2 different spots, but every time it was already taken and someone had just stood up for a moment. Finally I decide to go to a chair/bench which is covered in water. I wipe the water away with the sleeve from my vest/jacket/something and I sit down. I feel the cold wetness of the water.
Good morning, Dreamviews. Lots of dreams and fragments last night, but in particular: 2:33 AM: I am trying to win my ex-girlfriend back. I know she will be on a tour of this castle (she is thinking of buying it as a home) so I plan to be there as well and also take the tour. I am somehow under the impression that we planned to take this tour together, but when she shows up, she sees me and then looks away, as though she is pretending I am not there. She tells the guide she is here for her tour. I think about staying quiet and just leaving, but then decide to speak up. I tell the tour guide I would also like to take the tour. She seems uncomfortable now. We head up through the castle, until we finally get to a section with a garden walkway and a well. At this point, my ex's mom puts her hands under my shirt and rests them on my torso. Her hands are cold and I squirm. She tells me it feels like I have been working out. I assure her I haven't been She then comments to my ex that "she might as well hold hands with the guy who is trying to win her back." We hold hands, but I am now conscious of her crying quietly. Very odd dream, Dreamviews! Any ideas? 9:52 AM: I am in my mom's dining room. My wife and one of her friends is here. A kid suddenly shows up. He looks a bit odd but I seemingly mistake him for a former coworker. We begin discussing a dream group. I tell him his brother has already signed up, and that he should as well. We talk a bit about lucid dreaming. He says "A girl I work with does that stuff." "Have you talked to her about it? I ask. "Nah, she is too thick," he replies. I ask him what he means. He then replies in a bunch of mumbo-jumbo, and then salutes me. I find this exceedingly odd, but don't want to be impolite. I ask him how he is enjoying his job. He tells me he has only been there a few weeks. "Aren't you still working for the zoo?" I ask. He now looks oddly at me. "Who do you think I am?" All of a sudden, I notice he is not my friend and I nose pinch.I can breathe, but all of a sudden, I go deaf! I am now uncertain of my status--is this a dream? I look at my hand: it is wobbly and weird, but when I look again, it is stable and normal. I show my hand to my wife, as though to say, "Look! What do you see??" She ignores me and continues her conversation. I decide to settle this once and for all. I set off down the hallway to find some text. However, I do so discreetly, so in the case that I am not dreaming, I don't act like a nut in front of everyone. I accidentally bump my wife's shoulder as I pass her and I wake up. So competition goers, I'm asking you guys: was I lucid? I wrote it down in my paper DJ as a lucid immediately upon waking, but I don't want to take advantage of the system! Let me know what you think!
Updated 08-06-2014 at 09:32 PM by 69552
I’m just wondering about these dreams my ex has been having. Since the breakup, she’s told me twice that she has had a dream about me. In the first one, she said that we were back in High School and I got a new blue car. And I went to a formal high school dance with her and afterwards we danced in the rain together, but there was another girl with us that she didn’t recognize who was also dancing in the rain. In the second dream, she said the following, but I didn’t respond because I’m in my 3rd week of NC: “I had a dream about you. You moved to this super weird house – the bathroom was connected to the garage and that was the only way to get in there. We were going to play this game of some sort. Like a sport or something. But then I ended up falling asleep outside on the grass and when I woke up you were mopping my head with a washcloth. And I was all confused and asking you what was going on, and you were just like, “I’m not going to tell you,” so I ran inside to the bathroom and there was blood everywhere. Like, my hair was dripping. It was quite gross. I don’t remember getting cleaned up but I did and then I was sitting with Kaitlyn {who is my sister, her ex-best friend, who was very much against our relationship} and she was very uncomfortable but she was still kind of nice. She asked me if I wanted candy and I said yes and she handed me an empty candy wrapper. Then you came back and we went to school. I remember seeing a kid I hadn’t seen in years… But I don’t remember who he was. Then we went to a concert. And that’s eat. Wait no. At one point I told my coworker Tony the Asian to call you for some reason. Now that’s it." Any ideas as to what any of this means? Maybe it’s an insight into her subconscious….
I was away on a trip for all of the past week, and didn't have time to upload my dream journal entry, so here it is now! I was at an island with my girlfriend and her mom. Coincidentally enough, that's who I was on the trip IRL with. We were staying at some sort of lodge on the island, and playing Far Cry 3. (fitting). I don't remember the exact details, but there was some kind of shootout in our lodge between some guys and a blue haired girl. She jumped into the air in slow motion and managed to kill some of them before being shot herself and killed. My ex girlfriend ended up crashing on the island, and we had to take her in till she came to. Once she did, we shunned her and decided to go to an anime convention being held on the island. This is also what the trip in real life was for, an anime con. I walked around at this convention, which looked just like the real life convention center I was at except without walls. I found an old lady there who looked like Sayid from LOST.
August 31 2013 - Dream Fragment #1: I remember seeing people that I knew, and then the dream transitioning into an apocalyptic dream ( one of these again) with me running down a path. I got to a sort of old cottage-type place where I saw all of these warriors that tried to kill me. Apparently I was more badass in this dream than in the one last night because I outran them and got to a car at the end of the driveway. I was driving for a long while, and now my memory fades out. Dream Fragment #2: I remember seeing all of these very nice houses from an aerial viewpoint. Somehow it transitioned back to me sitting at a desk somewhere. I looked over and saw my ex-girlfriend IWL. She put her are around my shoulders and I almost flipped out. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her. She replied in some way but I really don't remember now. My dream's viewpoint shifted out to the sky again and it showed a little place to put your boat next to a very luxurious mansion. I heard here say that if I start going out with her she'd give me a house. I remember refusing it (?) and then I woke up soon.
[Half lucid dream in 3-4 episodes. First episode: monster attack. Second episode: Ex-girlfriend- attack. Third and Fourth episode: A pimp attacking my car and war-games turned bad ] 1. I'm walking through a mall. A lot of people are around. They are walking in every direction talking to other people etc. A typical day at the mall. I want to go to a cinema, which apparently is in the mall, although the place seems to be in one way very familiar, but in another very bizarre and strange. The place is mixed, it has features of at least three other places I know in real life: my favorite mall, my favorite cinema and the main railway station in my town. I'm tired from walking and I take a rest before a public toilette. The place is strange, the roof is tilted, it looks like I'm standing on a hill. I sit down and there is this guy. He looks like stoner. He starts to talk to me: - Hey you! How's it going. - I don't know, I'm lost in this place. - Aren't we all lost sometimes? He giggles. - No, you don't understand, I'm looking for the cinema. I want to watch ... - The New Alien film?, he finished my sentence. Ah man, you know, those films are really special?. sometimes a bit awkward, but rather fun. Isn't it? - True my pal, I said, especially this one scene where ... Our conversation get's interrupted. People are screaming, running away. They shout repeatedly "He's back, he's back! ". I stand up and see that the mall is attacked by a gigantic monster. It's running through the lanes, it looks like a scorpion, a lion, a boar and a snake mixed together . Something hideous like that I've never seen in my whole life. It's black-green-ish and has sparkling red eyes. People run away from it but it devours one person after another. Strangely enough I'm not that feared by the sight of the monster. I had a simple but clever idea to stop this mess as I realized that this might be a dream: I closed my eyes. After all, when I can't see the monster, it isn't there and can't see me. 2. I open my eyes back again. I'm still in this mall. But this time, I'm in front of the cinema. I feel relieved that I saw a few friends of mine. We walked to the cashier. But the place is really crowed. I have to push the people aside. As i walk through the crowds I see HER. I'm really shocked about it, cause I didn't want to see HER. SHE is my ex-girlfriend, I haven't talked to since 3 months and haven't seen her since our break-up. I'm really irritated. Should I talk to HER or should I simply ignore HER? I recalled a conversation from last weekend that I had with my best friend. I said that I'm not angry anymore and that I'm totally cool about it, so cool, that I could survive such an awkward moment. I also recalled that I resisted every attempt from HER to get me back. But than I recalled that I haven't seen HER in waking life, but only in my dreams. So I feel really confident about it and start talking to her. - Hey M. Hey M. ! She was looking away. Some one else said HER name and pointed towards my direction. She turns around. - Oh, hey, what ...? [SHE seemed surprised] - Hey it's me! I want to talk to you! She excuses herself and walks towards me. We go to a place with fewer peoples around and where there is less noise. I see that SHE has lost enormously weight. SHE has a fine silhouette in waking life, but it seems that SHE only weighted half. Her arms were thin, her legs too, she looked really fragile. - OMG, I said, what happened to you? You've lost so much weight! I grabbed her arms. They were so thin that her too arms would have fitted in one of my hands. - I know, SHE says, I did. People say that I'm a mess ever since I dumped you. - You're lying and you know it, I say. You aren't really her, I'm just imaging you around. It's a dream. You aren't real. - I'm not the problem, She answers, you don't let me go. This is your imagination world, not mine. Just simply let me go. - But I did it!, I protest, I haven't see you around like ages. The memories about you are fading. - But they come back, or don't they?, she rappels to my mind. You aren't over me for 100 percent. - How could I?, I replied again. I feel that I'm loosing the battle. I just want to dump her in my dream for the fifth time. To this day I resisted her attempts, or better said: I resisted to my deepest feelings in my subconscious. But this time it's really hard. - Don't you remember all the promises I made? I told you that I would never let you go and you answered me that you would ever stand by my side. but you didn't! My perspective changes to third person. I see how we are talking and talking. I can't hear what we are talking anymore. My view starts to fly, I see the talk from above. And suddenly one sentences got to my ears. "Take me back, it was my fault." It was the voice of HER. I've heard this sentences in nearly all my dreams, where she comes around . Instead of SHE kissing me and I getting upset and saying to her all the bad things she did to me, I kiss HER. I feel really guilty from my third perspective. I feel the kiss, it was cold, it didn't seem right. My other self and SHE went along together, I felt bad, so bad that I had the desire to throw up at both of them. BUT instead I disappeared through the ceiling. [The next section contents sex, violence and bad language] 3 - 4.[SIZE=4] I'm driving a car through the night. I'm on the car park of the mall. I'm really upset about a thing I can't recall. a friend of mine sits on the passenger seat. - Yo Yossarian, he said, don't drive that fast! - Go fuck yourself, I say. We are exiting the car park. I turn left to the exit lane. There is a traffic light where none should be. I brake and wait that it get's green. But it doesn't. The waiting is unbearable to me and I light a cigarette. - Those bastards are going to kill me someday. I open the window to my right. My friend starts coughing. Suddenly two prostitutes run towards us. - Oh shit!, my friend screams. Close the window, they are mistaking us for some clients. Drive backwards! That's what I do. I drive backwards away from them. They seem really disappointed. Suddenly their pimp jumps up through a bush and starts demolishing the car with a baseball-bat. - Oh noes, my friend laughs, Pimp-attack! - that's not funny, the car was expensive I don't remember what happens next but suddenly I'm in a room with a handful of soldiers - My pals, the general said, today is victory day! As you know, we are going to win the annual war-games. This is the plan from today. You should ... I don't listened to his talking. All I can think about is when was the last time I got laid. And the creepy man standing in the corner of the room. He's bold has bad teeth, a beard and has crazy eyes. He's smiling. It's like he can read my filthily thoughts. I shake my head. - Everything clear now?, the general says. - Yes sir, the group answers. We go outside, But I and a captain go to another direction. - Hey private, he says, we are launching our sneak attack! - So it is, I lied. I don't know what he was talking about. The scenery changes. We are in a bunker. - I'll take a piss, I say and go to the restroom. After doing my duty, I washed my hands. My teeth start aching suddenly and i open my mouth and look into the mirror. I see that my teeth are in bad shape, one molar has a hole, another vanishes before my eyes. I spit three molars out. I'm not happy about that. I talk a paper towel to press it against my molars. I want to gout of the room, but the creepy man from before jumps out of nowhere and says: - That's my towel. And he takes it from me and vanishes again. Perplexed I go out with a fresh towel. In the bunker again, the captain is to be found nowhere. The outside door opens and he comes back in. He has a black eye. - What happened?, I asked bluffed. - I had a fight with a filthily girl. -Why? What did you do? - I tried to rape her. - You did what? - You heard right. But she didn't want to. - Does that even amazes you? - Yes, I always get what I want. - Are you nuts or something?, I objected. If you wanted sex, go check a prostitute, they are everywhere. - But I wanted her. - Did you never try to talk to girls first? That's the way I do it: you talk, you befriend and than you fuck. - That's too complicated. I wanted her now! I shake my head. What a bastard, I think. I go outside to look after her. She has a wound on her neck, some scratches too. I help her and make her a bandage. She is very delighted of it. She looks nice. - I heard you are filthy, is this true?, I asked her. I can't believe that this is true. - Yes, you're right. I'm a filthy whore. Everyone can have me, do dirty things and so on. Except the captain, he is a bastard. He doesn't know how to talk to a girl. - Yes I know. By the way, I'm going to say something but please don't be upset. It's just a proposition, you can accept it or refute it. No bad tricks. - Ok, she said, go on. - Do you want to have sex with me? I'm feeling horny now. - Why not, she said, that's the only thing good that will happen today. - I bet it will be. And so we started and the dream finally faded
I was walking down the street holding hands with my girlfriend (YW). It was on a street of the city where I work that is more or less the gate into the bad neighborhood and in waking life I feel anxious on that street. It was night time and the street was pretty deserted. We needed to get to my car. Ahead there were two homeless people; a couple. As me and my girlfriend approached them, we lost control of ourselves and walked between them. The man then fell over onto me. He was offended and thought that I had fell onto him. He then became enraged and attacked me but I fought him off and beat him. His partner was trying to take care of him as me and YW scurried away. We walked through some other settings, but all the while had an anxiety that the two were looking for me because we both lived in the same city and frequented the same area. Later I was at the home of a girl I used to date (CL). It was a college neighborhood type place. She was kind of coming and going from the scene. I think she was flirting with guys and it also emerged that she had some kind of girlfriend. I wanted to tell her the story of the homeless guy. I began to tell her when some people from the zen meditation group came. I stopped the story while they were there because it seemed wrong that I would do something like that if I'm a Buddhist. When they left, I continued my story. She is also a Buddhist but somehow she understood and was somewhat admiring of me.
Non-dream Dream Dream 1: I am in New York during the terrorist attacks. I am in a raft in the ocean by the statue of liberty. I find a rocky shore and paddle to it. There is a hiking trail there which I follow up to a railing. Over this railing is a very long fall down into the ocean. Mac, Charlie (from Always Sunny in Philadelphia) and I take turns faking the jump. Dream 2: There is a crazy driver in my neighborhood driving on the sidewalks and on peoples lawns. It is a blue car. He almost hits two small children. I am the only one running after him trying to stop him. I yell at all of my neighbors for not helping me. A raccoon jumps out of the blue car and starts tormenting me. It knows how to manipulate / create electricity and it tries to shock me. I manage to lock it in the bedroom (which at this point is my parent's room on Pam Ln). Then I call 911 and wake up. Dream 3: Some chick, I think it is TE, is sitting at a bar with me. JG, my old boss, is there as well. TE is willing to do all kinds of sexual favors in exchange for chores. It was really really fun.
Non-dream Dream Dream 1: A bunch of people are pulling off a heist for $3000. They have a helicopter and a ton of people (for 3k!!). For some reason it is my responsibility to stop them because I am acting vice president of the company I work at. I have to make the money exchange on the helicopter but I need to get the 3k. I realize that my parents owe me $3100 (not true in RL) so I go to their house to collect and tell them the whole story. On the way to the helicopter I ride my vehicle through a toy store and run over a little girl. She was OK - kinda dove out of the way. One of the police officers helping me do the exchange is the referee from my flag football league. I finally get to the helicopter and they drop a rope for me. I wake up before being lifted into the helicopter. Dream 2: My fiance's cousin is all over me (sexually) which is very awkward. My ex girlfriend TE is also there and I am very confused about who I want to be with. Then I go to a bar. I hear some girls getting raped and I walk around the block trying to find / help them to no avail. Then I am on a computer looking up how to start a porno business. I choose a silver package porn business for $200.
1)I was still with my ex wife and she was being a bitch. Thats all I want to say about this one 2)I saw an ex girlfriend. She text me and wanted to come over just as friends. I said OK that would be fine. I am with my wife now and I think oh no. This might be bad. I get a text that she is here. I go outside and part of me remembers her and misses what we had but that was a long time ago. We give each other a friendly hug. Then I tell her this might not be a good time. My wife will not like this. She laughs me off and goes inside. I find my wife and her talking and getting along. I relax but think this was a stupid idea. 3)This one make little sense. I am with my wife and I make a Geocaching t-shirt but the shirt itself is the geocache. Its like we are younger and we are with her college friends. Its like this is some sort of school project. Some one donates a camcorder and we want to set it up to see people finding the geocache. I tell the dud with the camcorder that whomever gave that know they may not see it again right? He just shrugs.The my wife and a girl are with the dude trying to interview people on the street about.... I don't know... Geocaching? Some people say no and they get very pushy about it. And some people are glad to interview. The whole time me and another dude are making crafts that make no sense. Like tires with a shape in the middle full of paint. Then its like we get bored or run out of time and start packing things up. I feel disappointed that we didn't get to finish but glad to be done.
There was going to be some sort of party at my friend Jesse's house, but I couldn't find my car, so I asked my other friend DJ to drive me there. In the Anime Club room, my ex-girlfriend was there, but she was deaf. She started singing, but would pause every now and then as if she were trying to remember how to hit certain notes. It sounded pretty good, but wasn't the best thing ever. Class started so I wasn't able to give her advice. I had a false awakening. I walked into my living room and started looking for a sticky note to write my DJ entry on, but then I remembered to do my reality check. Lo and behold, I was dreaming. It was dark, so I couldn't look at my hands to stabilize myself, and when I tried to speak, I woke up. I could hear my sister being reeeeeeally loud in the other room so I probably couldn't stabilize because of that.
Updated 04-19-2012 at 02:11 PM by 53831
First dream: im at home living with my parents again, its night-time, pretty late and my parents are in bed. I have andrew, soph and some other DC round my house and we are watching tv, i am under my quilt cover its black on one side and silver underneath. I am sat on one of the reclining chairs my parents have, andrew is sat on the one next to me, soph is on my lap and the other DC is over on the sofa, i dont really get a good look at him/her. (soph is my ex) Soph keeps kissing and teasing me, trying to get me to make the others leave but for some reason im really into the tv program we are watching, she doesnt give in though. At one point she gets under the covers and Gives me some sneaky oral. I remember looking at her, shrugging and thinking "sweet!" (lol). She is hiding it from the other Dc's. Eventually i cave and decide its time andrew and the mystery DC leave so i can get down to it, i lead them to the door and they leave. My dad comes down the stairs and asks me what im up to. "Just had some friends over and they've left now" I tell him - there is a noise from the living room. "who is still here?" he asks, "oh thats soph, shes here too" i reply. He looks at me and says "thats not good ben, shes bad for you - she shouldnt be here" i sigh, "i know." dad goes back upstairs and soph comes rushing out of the living room, now she has to go. And she leaves. Second Dream. I am living with some of the cast from how i met your mother, Ted, Barney and lily. For some reason i am very close with Lily. We live in an apartment that is alot bigger than it seems, we are in a front room theres is a sofa, a couple of arm chairs and a tv. We are just lounging around and my mum comes round for a while. We are in a deep discussion about something but i cant remember what. We decide to go outside and help a neighbour with her washing, This DC appears to be an elderly lady that i used to work with. The rest of the crew are helping her and i am standing in the road, i kick some litter about until they tell me she is my neighbour and i must help her out. So i do. Third Dream: I am at school, in the line for the dinner queue, im starving and planning what im going to have. there is a second queue over the other side of the hall, which doesnt seem to make sense, as i am wandering about this, a teacher walks over and tells me in this queue i can only buy one item. I begin to argue with her. "thats bullshit! I'm starving" she just repeats herself to me. I try to argue my case and tell her thats just ludicrous and nobody told me before i got into the queue. Eventually i just say to her "fuck this anyway, ill go over to the college cafeteria, there i can just push in the queue." She smiles and says "yeah, thats right." I leave the queue and exit the hall, walk across the tennis courts with a random DC, i remember turning to her and saying "i can't believe that, i stayed in the queue with you all the way to the end even though i couldnt get anything!!" we both laugh. I walk out onto the tennis courts and start to get really confused as to where i want to go or what i want to do. I head over to a class room, enter and realise im late, i walk up to the teacher and he says something to me, that i cannot hear - i am suddenly aware that i am listening to my ipod. i take out one earphone and ask him to repeat what he said, he does and i still have no idea what he says. I take out the other earphone and say "im really sorry i couldnt hear you, got my deathmetal on full blast" and smile. He looks at me and says "thats cool, take a seat" and offers me his fist... I bump it and find a place to sit down. Someone has saved a seat for me, i sit next to them but never really look at him/her. After a while it seems we are cooking some sort of pudding, i find £15 in the bottom of the tray when we take the pudding out. a £10 note and a £5 note. i take the £5 note and offer the £10 note to my partner, who declines and says "thats not fair, theres only £10 there!" i am about to argue and draw the £5 note out of my pocket and its disappeared, and somehow a ripped up £5 note is in the bottom of the tray. "we could just split the £10?" my partner agrees. Fragment of a 4th dream. I see a school-friend Aimi come running out of some girls toilets in a bikini, her body was smokin'... I watch her until she is out of sight. We are in a club or something.
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