Damn, this took a while to type. I had to shorten the second to last dream, since you know, I have to do human things in this humanistic planet we're on....like taking care of laundry, then studying for math midterm, and finishing up any Organic Chemistry Lab homework when I come back from the Laundromat. Heh, had a dream about Laundromats....and since that came up twice in one night, I figure I should search a general dream meaning...and found dreams with laundromats are associated with trying to change your overall character, rejuvenation, enlightenment.....well I guess that's 95% right, considering I'm trying to see my difficulties and negativity in life in a different way that isn't going to cause a breaking point for me... 10.13.2012Ryoma Echizen and Kevin Smith (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I see Kevin Smith from "The Prince of Tennis" outside near a random house or apartment complex. The building itself consists of a very very VERY light sky blue color, and the window frames on the outside are bordered with white wood-like material. It seems Kevin Smith was doing something in order to get accepted into a team. What the heck, Kevin's hair isn't blonde!! Whatever, only picture I can find with both of them, since I'm too lazy to post two separate pics. I don't know for what purpose, but after he gets accepted ( I can't remember how), the dream shifts where Ryoma is trying to get into a team too outside. There's no one to try and prove anything to get int, it's just them alone. Ryoma gets accepted, but he doesn't seem too excited about the whole thing. Then after he's gone, I think I'm near the side yard of the house doing something, but I forgot._________________________10.13.2012Code Lyoko Krabs (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This whole dream has that futuristic Sci-Fi theme to it, it's so apparent that it's a complete turn around from my waking life related random dreams. I can't recall too well on this, but I remember facing a Code Lyoko Krab (yes with a K), and I tore all four of its legs. I did so (or maybe it was someone else, but it felt like I did it) by getting behind it and grabbing its two back legs and forming them into a V-shape together, and then somehow got the front legs to to form a V two along with the back legs. Maybe there was someone else helping, but it's hard to recall. I finally ripped out their legs, and head of the Krab tilts over and falls. The Krab also seemed to be in the color range of violet or something of that nature. The dream shifts to where I feel like I'm a flight attendant, but like in the future. There's a simulation on a portable screen on the wall. It's essentially giving me a checklist of what I need to double check on to make sure the pilots are going to have a safe trip, and enough food to sustain themselves. I had a feeling my mother became one of those future sci-fi pilots, and I was assigned to occupy her safety and additional equipment. The list is followed by a computer generated voice, and it did basic checks like what kind of food do I have in front of me, and if I have milk or something else. I look down, and I see there' two candy bars, and I had the urge to just take them for myself. I think one bar was a Payday peanut caramel bar, and the other must've been a Twix that was half opened and contained in a silver wrapper material, and had warm colored font for the name "Twix," which I think was red. I can't remember much after that._________________________10.13.2012Tactical Laundromat Shoot out! (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Will I turn the knob to Permanent Press? Or will I put in a few more quarters to dry my clothes faster?!?!?!? Should I mix the whites with the colors and set them all to Cold?!?!? FIND OUT below!!!! I'm inside a laundromat, and there's maybe 4-5 rows of washers in front of me, on each side. The last rows on the left and right had a lot of dryers stacked up and down, and even all the way back from the rows in one long column. There seemed to be some weird situation going on in the Laundromat, there were these mini-figures that were causing havoc on top of the Laundromat. I don't know why, but I just had the urge to pitch in and do some Tactical Laundromat Eradication of the Enemy.... Yeah...it's THAT random. It felt like a turn-based RPG game, where I would set out certain mini-futuristic figures on top of the huge washers, and hope that they can kill whatever "enemy" is on top. It felt awkward not knowing what's going on the top, because the washers are still too tall for me. So I just place my faith in my random selection of people with shotguns, machine guns, etc. I think I'm doing this creation thing from my mind, and throwing them up on top of the washers. I hear some small shooting it seems I'm doing pretty well. In the mean time, it seems everyone but me is clueless on the whole matter, and I start to wonder if I'm schizo or something, because I'm hearing all these small sounds, and yet these people are moving like they're lifeless. After a while, I can't remember what happens next, the small little shootings and sounds of the futuristic battle dies down, and I end up having a piece of shit on my hand. I'm not really shocked by this, I'm just focused on getting it off my hand and cleaning my hand. I don't know why I'm carrying shit on my hand, literally, but I am power walking, or jogging lighting around the Laundromat for some Water source with soap on the side. The dream characters are still retarded and just have the weird facial expressions. I remember seeing a dark-skinned female who was about 6''5' and wore a pink vest. She was kind of overweight, but like in a good way. Because of her height, it seemed most of her weight was distributed properly, so it's hard to presume she really is overweight. She also looked like she's in her 50s or higher, and yet still has an amazing body for her age. I think she ends up showing off her stomach to someone at some point, and it was flat, like six-pack abs flat. I remember some huge Asian or Hawaiian guy wearing a Burnt Orange shirt near one of the washers. I don't know what I do with him, but I do know that I passed by him at one point where I had poop on my hand._________________________10.13.2012Baseball Bat Killer (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember things feeling overly dramatic in this dream, I'm trying to run away from someone is trying to kill other people with some form of club, bat, stick, etc. I end up seeing the other people get knocked out, or die from severe head concussions from the killer giving them hard blows with objects in his hands. I can't recall the killer's visage too well, but I do know he was in the form of a child. I basically spend the dream running at random points, there's a lot of dream shifts, so I guess that there's a lot of gaps in my recall of this as well. Eventually the final part that I remember, someone, maybe me as well, ended up jumping these huge set of stairs and to the ground safely. The killer can't reach us, because he doesn't want to take that big of a jump._________________________10.13.2012Alyzarin makes Sexual DJ entry about me (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm talking to Alyzarin on MSN Chat, I'm assuming, and then she states that she wrote a long sexual dj entry about me. She mentioned it involved her sitting on my face, and rubbing her ass back and forth on me. I was like, lw43etuirwfode4er90dfowel45fowe9cvsdeioklr,edkfiw. @?!!@?E#?!$@RF.... I forget what happens next, and there were other things she mentioned that would be on the entry, but I rather not talk about them...... _________________________10.13.2012Riding a Skateboard, Sudevi, Laundromat Dryer of Ajna Chakra, Tran-sexual Store, Richard Cheese & Dancing, and Someone has a Mini-Heart Attack? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Yeah, it's one big clusterfuck of a dream! And wooohooo, I honestly thought I wasn't going to remember ANYTHING, but I guess the recall is coming naturally now. And I did a WBTB this time, and this dream occurs after the WBTB+WILD failed attempt. So GO me for recalling all this shit! WOOOHOOOO How is it going to help me for math midterm? I don't know! But at least my memory is improving!!! So I guess that's a plus! I don't even know what I'm trying to say here................ANYWAY, on to the dream!!! I'm at an area that looks like it's fairly busy, sort of like a mini-downtown New York, except that there's not a lot of apartments and houses apparent, just stores and restaurants that I didn't even take .000043 seconds to look at. The whole area is kind of dark, but the whole setting itself still portrays that it's at least morning or afternoon time. I believe I'm wearing my brown leather jacket, and regular blue jeans. I can't tell what shirt I'm wearing, and it's kind of hard to see my face when I go in 3rd person view. I know it has to be me, I don't how, I just know. There's a lot going on, and it's hard to recall them all, since there's a lot of events coming in at once in this dream. I end up going in first-person view, and I'm now riding a skateboard going on an uphill. I'm on a lane that seems to be of a different texture to the one left of me, like you know the extreme ends of a lane on a freeway have more abrasive texture to keep you aware that you're going off the lanes? Yeah it was like that, except, I didn't feel anything at all, I just knew this texture was different. There was someone else with a skateboard to my right as well, but I felt that this lane that I'm on is too narrow for two people to be close together laterally instead of in a line. However, it doesn't seem to be a problem, because my skateboarding skills are like over 9,000. There's a red car to the left of me that's getting close, and I think they're being careful not to get to close because they didn't want to risk getting any damages on their car or myself I presumed. It wasn't a problem for me at all, I felt as if I was going to get off the lane, but I managed to do some precise maneuvering. After a while, the uphill slope gets higher and higher, and I naturally, out of nowhere, jump off the skateboard, and was able to get it decelerated enough to where it stops completely for me to pick it up. I think I was doing a tail drag, but I'm not really experienced with skateboarding terms, and the only time I rode a skateboard was when I had a Digimon skateboard when I was like 10 or even younger. I pick up my skateboard, and I put it under my right arm. I have some difficulty doing this, since I tried to get the wheels from the front and back of the skateboard to not touch my brown leather jacket. It probably takes me 2-3 attempts to get the flat side under my arm, and I proceeded to go to the right at the peak of the uphill. I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just observing where I'm going. It seems that there's a bus shuttle that is coming soon, and I'm wondering if I should go ahead and take it, but again, I don't know where I'm going in this dream. The bus opens up in a weird way. Instead of opening just one door, or an automated side door for those to exit from the back, the whole right side of the bus opens and lands on the ground. It doesn't touch the ground, so it's probably supported electronically. The bus stays there for a while, so I guess it has a 5 minute waiting period or something, just like for my University's bus loading zones. What I mean is final stop for the buses to wait for 5 minutes or so before doing another run. I look at the inside of this half opened bus, and I see a few familiar faces of people I've met in waking life. There's that one girl who dyed her hair red, and is still a but chunky near the stomach. She's wearing a really dark blue hoodie, and probably some type of denim dress skirt underneath. I decided that I'm not going to get on the bus, since I don't know where the hell I'm going at this point. I end up going inside anyway somehow, and then I realized....WHERE AM I GOING TO STOP AT??? There's some random man in the bus to the left of me I believe that tells me that I should check for the bus stop numbers. I do so, since any kind of direction in this dream would help. I eventually find one bus stop sign that looks a lot like my University's sign. The number for the bus was "05" on the sign, and I presumed this is the same but I'm on. Then when I looked at the random stores and restaurants passing by, I saw a Laundromat, and something quickly triggers into my mind that...oooh, I have to go to the laundromat! But why? I have no bag of clothes to wash and dry.... I just let myself go with it, and waited until the bus arrives near the stop at the laundromat. I get off, and there's a dream shift where I'm in a dark area. It seems some people are fixing up this random place. I see two females together preparing some kind of wood glue, and I carefully walk over these spots of glue, since I didn't want to waste their efforts of doing so in the first place. I try to find the near light, no matter how less dim it would be compared to the rest of this dark area. I go towards the exit, or outside actually, and I meet Sudevi, the mystic that has a YouTube channel. I get closer, and it really is her! In the most minimum value, a projection of her, but a vivid and nice one at least! I told her that I've seen some videos of her (I actually watched about 2 yesterday of her for the first time), and how cool it was to finally get to meet her her. I don't think I declared how excited I was to meet her in a dream, just her being "here," which is probably that biggest "piss me off moment" for not being able to do a reality check in this dream. She seems to be a bit shy towards me, probably shocked that I'm exerting so much effort into portraying my amazement of her personality on the videos I watched her on. I presumed she owned the Laundromat in here, or at least is a frequent customer. I asked her, stuttering for a little bit, maybe 3 seconds (paraphrasing here), "How much does it cost to use a washer and dryer?" She responds by declaring in a questioning tone, and I mean that I couldn't tell if she was saying it in jest or being earnest about it, "The dryer isn't operable because of its Ajna chakra." I take a moment to absorb all of this, and I just stand there looking puzzled. She then puts on a smile, and I realized she's just joking around. She's probably one of the more lively dream characters with a sense of humor, which is why she kind of made me stumble a bit when she stated the joke. I look at some area in front of us, and I looked up to find a sign that stated, "Tranny Women" something something. I think it was like a hangout for Tran-sexual Women, but the derogatory term kind of turned me off a bit. Then out of the blue, I told Sudevi that I have a fetish for Transgenders and essentially Post-op Transsexual females (MTF). *cough* *cough* *cough* *COUGH* MOVING ALONG........No comment. The sign was in white rectangular form, and the font was dark blue for the name of the area, and there's an image of those pictures of silhouette women you see on a car front or something like that. For some weird reason, this area feels like Hawaii, or maybe it's related to the environment in a video I watched of Sudevi with tropical trees, gray clouds that are actually a beauty to see, and having a calm atmosphere. She then looks at me with a neutral facial expression of questioning, probably to see if I'm returning the favor with the humor, but I was actually being serious with her. So after that conversation killer, I just declared, "Ahh....I probably shouldn't have said that huh.........." I find something random to say to distract her, but can't remember what...there I go again, being serious...and then having to do something stupid to distract people...I swear this habit of mine in a dream is kind of scary. What if I said, "I love it when women put their ass cheeks on my face and rub it back and forth." And then try to change the obviously TMI awkward conversation with some random joke like, "Why is 8 afraid of 7?" *sigh* She's wearing the outfit I put above, but I think it's mostly a green shirt or transparent dress with a red collar instead. After her little joke with the Dryer with a bad Ajna Chakra, she tells me the price for using a washer and dryer. "It's $2.00 for the washer and $1.00 for the dryer." For some odd reason, I thought that the pricing was outrageous, and asked her how much can the washer contain. She stated that it can take a big load, and the dryer the same, but just a bit smaller. Then I came back to my senses and stated, "Oh, it's just like the laundromat at my University....okay." and I tell her my thanks and left, probably to somehow magically find a bag of my laundry that I didn't have with me AT all in this dream. I wished I could've hanged around her a bit more. I know she's mostly likely just a projection of Sudevi, but she had the potential to be someone I could REALLY talk too...despite it essentially being a projection of myself in a vague way. Her sense of humor that shocked me is what entices me still when I'm recalling this dream. Okay enough of that slightly romantic attraction for a DC. The dream shifts, and it seems I'm either in the same laundromat, but with bright light sources, or a different one. There's a few Indian people coming in, and they all have Black trash bags stuffed with clothes or something like that. I remember that on my left, there's a fairly taller Indian man who is pretty skinny. He's wearing a dark blue sweater type of jacket, and regular long jeans. He seems to be taking out of his black trash bag some candy and other random stuff. I think the other people started doing the same, but I can't recall if they were taking out candy as well. The dream shifts again where my father comes into the laundromat, but here's the thing, he doesn't LOOK like my father at all, and yet I still had the conviction that he is my father..... He starts singing like Richard Cheese, here's a video below of his voice. I get attracted to this man's voice (not the guy mind you), and I didn't have any awareness of the name of the voice this supposed father of mine is doing an impression of until I texted Alyzarin this morning. He starts augmenting the tone of his voice, and I can't remember what the song was about, but it obviously altered the environment in the Laundromat from a white light atmosphere to one of a vibrant orange light. The dream shifts where I see Calvin from Tyler Perry's "House of Payne" wearing a brown leather jacket, and brown leather long pants. He's doing some weird dance moves with someone, and I'm not sure if that's even dancing. It's just sticking out his legs and arms in random positions.... After a while, dream shifts again, and I see Ryoma Echizen from prince of tennis. At first, I see his legs, then it pans over to his torso and then his face. He's just standing there, and I think he's looking at me or someone else. Behind him, I see a blur of someone, and it looks like Nanjiro Echizen, his father. Nanjiro Echizen is wearing his default clothing in the series, which is just a simple black samurai type of robe (after all, he is referred to as a Samurai in Tennis in the series). Ryoma Echizen suddenly grabs the right side of his top torso, and is holding on to it very tightly. It seems he's having a heart attack, but he's grabbing on the wrong side....maybe just a reflex for him to touch the closest area on his chest? Anyway, he falls down slowly, and Nanjiro notices he is falling, and quickly comes over to him. After that, that's all I can remember. I think that same scene at the end of this long ass dream is an association when Nanjiro was trying to rescue his son from possibly drowning in the OVA episode 24 or 25 I believe. _________________________10.13.2012Runescape Waterbirth Island Dungeon Running (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I see a runescape character wearing a Proselyte torso and legs, along with some kind of Pope like hat with a layer that conceals his face. It was basically a white helm with gold linings on the side with a long point going upwards. He is also wielding an Arcane Spirit Shield, except the Arcane Sigil (white thing) isn't on it at all, and a Staff of Light as well. I don't know if it's me controlling him, but they're running inside the Waterbirth Island Dungeon. Heh, reminds me when I used to Tribrid solo Dagannoth Kings before....fun times....
07.05.2012 I had these dreams after I went back to sleep from a WBTB, but didn't remember them until now. Father and a Child (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm sitting down, and I see my father in his prime, at least, that's what I think he was in. There's a child next to him, and he's playing a game with him. What the child has to do is try to hide from my father, and my father will go around the walls to try and catch the child. Kind of like playing tag, except that I'm helping the child know where my father is. My father is smiling throughout the whole dream, playfully running slowly to give the child a chance to hide between corners on the wall in front of us. The wall itself was either white or a really light and faded canary color, and it was really thin, maybe 3-5 feet side, and it was in the middle. Perfect for running around. After directing the child on where to go, my father starts to trick the child by making him assume he's going this path, but halfway, he quickly switches to the other side. Yeah, the dream continues on like that, I can't remember when we stopped and what we did after._________________________ 07.05.2012Father and Pizza (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside a random truck with my father. I have a Pizza box on my lap in the passenger seat, and my father has to find a place to drop me off because he's going to be busy doing something. I quickly suggested to him that he can drop me off at the Laundromat, since I had a feeling that I've been to that place before in a dream that I can't remember right now. He asked me if I'm sure, and I said yes, and he turns to the right off-road, and completely ignores the basic laws of driving. He goes over a curb and I open the door to go inside of the Laundromat. I don't really bother to wave goodbye to him, and I proceeded to go inside a section where people could find a seat and eat in the Laundromat. I think this was one of those Laundromats with a Restaurant or a small fast food chain combined. Perfect waiting place for me until my father comes back. I try to get into the section, but some lady obliviously blocks me to talk to someone near her. I try my best to be patient since I'm going to get to the section eventually, and she finally makes a path for me to pass through. It seems she was either flirting with the guy or just having a friendly conversation, but I doubt the way she angled herself would say the latter was what she was going to opt for. They were near the entrance to the Men's and Women's Restroom, which I find quite odd to be a chatting place for them, but it's none of my business anyway. The seats in the eating section had a turquoise color, but I'd say that green was a more dominant color mixed into it. The wood was a faded gold color with a decent shine on it. There are a few people around, but I didn't really focus too much on them because I felt a little shy. I just wanted to be quiet and get ready to eat my pizza. I slowly opened the box, and find there's a full sized pizza, but it's fairly small. I didn't mind, and I get up to get something real quick, but I forget what it was I was going for. I go back, and find that one slice of pizza is gone. Really?? REALLLY? I sigh and didn't really bother to check who took the pizza, but nobody in the room looked like the type to steal food like that if there's a fast food chain near them in the first place. I pick a pizza up and ate it, but I forget how it tastes.
I took a nap today, and took 51 milligrams of Melatonin too before hand. Not much of a difference, at least for me. Guess I should've saved that for tonight instead of sleeping for most of the day. 05.08.2012Long Road (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I believe I'm riding my bicycle on a very long road. It's afternoon time, no surprise there, seeing as I'm sleeping during the day. There's a lot of construction going on, which makes me have to shift to left and right lanes a lot. I remember going down some mini hill with some sand, and it seems there was a person's footprints on it, and that kind of bothered me for a few seconds before I went down the hill. I presumed it must've been a construction worker walking when there wasn't as much traffic to go down the hill. _________________________05.08.2012Mall (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside a mall, and the overall setting is blue, or turquoise if you want to be precise. There's this black female in a red dress that appears as I'm getting closer to one of the stores, and she asks me a question, but I'm not planning to go into any store. This leaves her in an awkward position, and her smile slowly turns into a neutral form, and goes back into the store. She wasn't mad at me or anything, just in an awkward position. _________________________05.08.2012Chemistry Final Exam (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream is kind of funny because when I woke up from the alarm from the afternoon nap, as I was drifting to sleep, the dream sort of came just like that, but I wasn't aware. I'm sitting down, taking an exam for Chemistry, I'm assuming it's my final exam since I took it today. I'm sitting at a different seat than I was in waking life, which was supposed to be near the upper regions at a column of seats for left handers, but I'm shifted to the bottom left side of columns for left handers. I'm sitting next to a girl, can't really remember the facial details and all that, and a few people are asking the professor a few questions before they take the exam. The professor was exactly like the one I had in waking life, and she was wearing something that was light pink as a shirt or a vest over a shirt. Some questions were about theories, but I can't remember what exactly, and most of them weren't even related to the course work, but I wasn't even bothered to do a reality check. I was just too worried that I'm taking an exam. I looked down at the sheet to see a random question before quickly looking up to see the professor talk about a few things on the large screen in front of class. There was a girl who finished her exam, and she got up to ask the professor if GPA matters for her major to apply for research. The teacher said, "No," since she was was a Socioeconomic major, some thing along those words. I can't remember much after that. _________________________05.08.2012Laundromat Closed Down (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside a Laundromat, and it resembles the one near my area. It's shut down, and I don't know why I'm inside of it, there are no lights turned on or anything. There were some clothes in the dryers, but not a lot. There were two females I believe with me, and they were wondering if the place was closed down as well, and then we all went outside. I think I asked one of them where I could find another laundromat, and they said something with the name "wood," can't remember unfortunately. I acknowledge their response, and I can't remember what I did after.
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04.07.2012Tennis, No Graduaton Robes, Money Issue?, Laundry Issue (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream 1: Tennis I was going to some random tennis area, and unfortunately, the group of people I wanted to play with were busy having their own separate match, singles or even doubles. This means my only choice would be to hang out with the other people that aren't so good. I decided to leave. Dream 2: No Graduation Robes This dream was hilarious, I love how I knew I said I'm in college, so getting graduation robes again in High School is pointless. In the dream, it seems it's almost close to 8AM, well 20 minutes from it when I looked at the clock. It seems my father is in my apartment with me, even my mother, which is odd, but not really paying attention, I tell them I'm going to go ahead and head to school. I get my bicycle and all that, and after a few seconds of walking outside with the bicycle, I find myself teleported to some random school. The whole environment was weird, it was as if it rained already. I believe I tried to get into the school, but the environment was changing, and eventually, I asked some little kid to move some kind of Jeep vehicle to me to a safe place. Then I realized I can't drive legally with this vehicle. Then I asked the kid to drag the vehicle with me to the school again, and I still was aware that my time was ticking to get to this school for graduation robes. I believe the kid was wearing a white dress shirt and dark shorts, along with black socks and regular brown shoes, the ones without shoelaces to tie. The weather was sporadic too at times, but again, it's probably because of the white noise I had playing in the background. It was raining for a while, and I found it difficult to walk for a little while. Suddenly, I see myself at the random school again, and then I realize I could've used my bicycle that was 10 feet away from me. Instead, I think I used a chariot instead, which was kind of funny at first, but at least it was better than walking back home. I was commanding a brown horse for a while, and I bumped into "chariot" traffic lol. There were like two in my way, but they weren't even riding horses on a chariot, just riding a chariot base. How did I not pay attention to that? LOL. Then the dream shifts to where I'm not on the chariot commanding a horse. I start walking for a while, then I see my mother and father outside. Oh crap moment. They didn't see me though, I try to hide somewhere, but it seemed like a horrible spot to go to, but it works. I believe they are trying to call me, probably to see how I'm doing over at the school. I managed to go to the other side, and then come in innocently towards them. I'm amazed on how I lied so easily and didn't care. My father is holding a Blackberry phone, and puts it back in his pocket when he sees me. I lie and tell him about why I was so late. I honestly went with this lie throughout most of the dream....(now that I'm awake, I realized that I wasn't even calculated with a simple lie because I forgot about the dream plot in this dream in the first place...) He's sitting down now, and I think my mother is still there, surprisingly. After we talk for a few seconds about why I was late coming back home, my mother asked me what were the colors of the graduation robe. I lied to her and said, "Green and yellow." She responds back on why there would be yellow with green graduation robes. "It was different shades of green." I declared to her. After a few seconds of creating that lie, my father suddenly pops a question that I didn't think he would remember in this dream. "Where are the graduation robes?" I was in the "uh-oh" moment, trying to formulate another lie, but since I thought I was really talking to my father, I decided to tell him the truth. "I didn't go to the school," I said. He responds, "What?" "Tennis, I didn't need to go to Tennis...." (LOL, what a good ol' lie you're giving Link.....but I believe this dream was a continuation of the previous dream). It takes him a while to process what I just said. The look on his face, it was simply adorable, this man was going to go from normal to pissed off in a few seconds. (I say adorable because he should know his efforts are going to be in vain if he tries to be pissed). I let him have his luxury of finally realizing I was lying to him the whole time. He looks at me, slanted his face, trying to look mad at me, but I knew he couldn't have killed me for lying. He tries to suppress his anger towards me, having moments where he was trying to say something, but held it back. Then he finally broke, and got up to use the bathroom or something lol. I sit down, and I actually feel worried on what he's going to say, and my mother is still here. I tell her that I'm already in college, and why would my father be pissed that I didn't get the graduation robes.... Then he comes back, and he gets a call from someone. Apparently, he changes him last name to where it ends with "Russian." LOL WHAT??!!? Anyway, he just talks to the person like normal, like he forgot the whole lie. Dream 3: Money Issue? My father is in my apartment again, and he's cooking inside the kitchen. (I really hate how I'm not doing RCs from this, he never did this at my apartment...) When I'm headed for my bedroom, he tells me, "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, we still have to talk about this money issue..." Wait....what money issue? Sigh.... Dream 4: Laundry Issue I believe I'm riding my bicycle, headed for the laundry I normally go to that's around the area of my apartment. It's daytime, and my father is calling me saying that I can't use the laundry over there because I have spent too much on it. I hang up the phone, and I was going to head for my apartment, but I decided I should steer right instead of left, and I saw that a car from the left was going to go through. I forgot they had the right away, but they let me shift to the right side of the road. I remember the car looked like a Gray Mercedes Benz CLK-GTR. I continue to ride up a little bit, and then I find an area that looks like a laundromat area. It looks like it's brand new, or at least way better than how the other one I normally go to looked. It seems that I'm just scanning the area of this laundromat, without me having any laundry. I go inside, and it's pretty busy in here, but they have a bunch of dryers and washers here that I'm wondering why people aren't using those instead of making small lines to go in somewhere. I turn my back to the right, and I see a bunch of females putting their clothes in the dryer. I remembered one female wearing a dark gray shirt with some white letters to it. I turn back, and then I get my Blackberry to tell my father saying I found a new laundromat that looks like it's going to be better. But it seems that the call isn't picking up, so I get annoyed and hang up.
Updated 04-07-2012 at 05:30 PM by 47756
03.15.2012Laundromat & Coin Machine, Girl in a Pure White Dress, Tutor, Lizard (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream 1: Laundromat & Coin Machine I'm inside some random laundromat, and I'm waiting for a vacant washing machine to put my clothes in. After waiting for a few minutes, I see one machine is almost done, and the person next to it, I'm assuming it's their clothes. What made me assume it was almost done was hearing it do a Final Rinse, and everything sounded light, so once it stopped, I immediately opened it and then moved back quickly. The person was looking at me in a "okaaaaaaay?" face. It was as if I was trying to portray to them that I was pissed that they're taking so bloody long to realize their clothes are finished, but it ended with me just holding it back when I quickly moved back; it was sort of a non-violent aggressive attempt that ended with a few seconds of feeling ashamed. Since it would take some time for this person to take OUT their clothes, I decided that I should going ahead and convert the cash in my hand into quarters for the machines. I walk through this aisle of machines, ignoring all the people's facial structures, and I go towards the coin machine in the aisle right of me. From here, I'm not sure the order of what happened, but I'll just mention what I think went on at first. I try to put some cash (paper money) inside the machine, and it ends up printing out this paper of useless information that I can't remember. I'm wondering what the hell is this crap is, and so in response to this random printing, I chew on the paper and form it into a ball. Then when it's finally formed into a ball, I get a pair of scissors, I don't know where they came from, but they appear in my hand. I believe it was purple with some white inside the holes to put your finger in, which would make sense since I have a purple one in my apartment. (I guess it was easier for my mind to use that association for it to manifest a scissors without me knowing of it). It felt kind of funny trying to cut up the balled up paper saturated with my spit and everything, but I don't blame myself for doing it, it was my fear of certain information that could've been about me that I wanted to cut up into pieces, since I have a slight fear with receipts or papers that go to the trash, but could contain information about my debit card or something like that. I continue cutting up the balled up and wet paper, and I really try to cut this thing into small little pieces, then after a while, I just give up and throw the rest of it in the trash that is conveniently placed next to the coin machine. I put in $5 in the machine, and I have a cup in my hand that resembles the same small and transparent rice measuring cup that I use for storing the coins in waking lief. (don't worry I clean the cup when I'm going to make rice in real life ) I hear the machine jingling and moving stuff inside a little, and the coins come out through the small semi-circular dome that's upside down to contain the coins. I get the coins with my left hand, and then I realize I have the rice measuring cup in my hand, and I put them in there. Then I put another $5 in the machine, but it doesn't accept it, and it comes back out. I look at the money, and I didn't really pay attention too much in this non-lucid, but the face on the dollar was Benjamin Franklin instead of Andrew Jackson. I was so irritated by the machine not accepting this cash that I didn't bother to check that I'm really trying to put $100 or a $5 bill with the wrong face on it. I also realized that the paper money came out with the face facing towards me. So I decide to flip it around to where the face is a away from me, and the machine finally accepts it. I don't know if I got the coins out of the machine, but I think I shift my attention towards a random DC that has their top region naked. The person looked like they came out of an Anime or something, then they turn around to me, and I see that it's Tobi from Naruto Shippuden. I don't know what I'm asking of him, but the conversation was pretty quick, maybe just me trying to know something and moving on with my path in this dream. Dream 2: Girl in a Pure White Dress I'm in an environment that feels like it's near my apartment complex. It's daytime, and the weather seems calm, the clouds seem just fine, perfect weather in fact. I don't know what I'm riding, it feels like I'm riding a car, but at the same time I feel like I'm riding my bicycle since it's my primary mode of transportation to get somewhere in College Station. I come up to the end of the road that I'm on, I look left and right for any incoming cars, and I have to move a little bit more since there were a few cars left and right that were blocking even my peripheral vision and direct vision as well. I move up, and I look on left side again, without looking at the right side again, and I continue to move forward to where I go into this somewhat run down area. I try to find somewhere to park the bicycle I'm on. (I know it's my bicycle now because I remember I'm not really steering any kind of wheels) The reason why it takes a while for me to find a place to park because in my mind, I feel lik I'm driving a car, but I know I'm riding a bicycle, so I should've looked for bicycle racks to lock my bike near to. I try to pay attention to these empty parking spaces, because some look like they're reserved only for the people who live around this area, and I didn't want to get the bicycle towed (LOL bicycle being towed...LOL). I go a little bit further and see there's some spot that says "Medium-sized Vehicles," and these vehicles really were medium sized, in fact, if I were to get close to them, they would only reach up to near the top level of my crotch region. I go to this area, and I get ready to lock my bike. I get the key out, and then I realize where the heck is the actual locking mechanism for the key to lock the bike. I search my backpack, and I move around my hand like I'm picking a random piece of paper in a magician's hat or something instead of actually using my eyes to see what's inside. I feel the bicycle lock (it's one of those with a small locking container with thick wires covered in black and flexible plastic material to wrap around the wheel of your bike) and lock my bicycle. Paying attention to my peripheral vision, I see three random guys sitting down near where I am, and they're just chilling. They're talking about something, and I'm looking over at one dude for a while for some odd reason, but then I noticed he had a Zune HD in his hand. I was going to get into a conversation about how he has a Zune HD, and mention that I have one as well. In fact, I was just about to engage in this predictable conversation with this DC, but immediately, a girl in a pure white dress comes in out of nowhere. She obviously needs help, and she's asking me where some place is, I believe she asked where is room 208 located at. Because she came in at a time where I was just developing a thought process, I told her in a rushed voice, "Don't worry, I'll show you where it is." She pauses, and I can feel her shy and surprised state of mind, because it seemed she was asking the guys instead of me. I was going to start my conversation with the guy with the Zune HD, but I stopped and decided to walk along with this female in this elegant white dress. My image of her dress wasn't too vivid, but I know it was a white dress, and everything else was vivid to me. I continue walking with her, and I asked her again if it was Room 206 or 208. Then I realized she was talking about my Political Science Class 206, but she said she's looking for 208 since she already took 206. After that, I showed her to the room 208, and it just so happens that this is the room that I'm going to apparently. As we're walking down the steps to find our seats in the somewhat large lecture room, I could feel her trying to develop something to say to me as a means to thank me for helping her. So she started out by putting her hand in front of me to shake. I believe she said her name was Rosie (I didn't ask for her to spell it out unfortunately), and she's really happy for me helping her. I responded by shaking her hand and telling her, "I'm Brandon, it's nice to meet you." I thought she was going to go further to the front seats with me, seeing as it's probably her first time in this room. But a friend calls her by the name of "Angie," and she hears her and goes near her. I was going to go further to the front row, but I decided to try and sit one seat below her row by sitting at seat at the edge of the row. There was a person one seat to the right of where I was going to sit, so I asked him if anyone is going to sit here. He says "Yes," and I swore he was irritated by me asking, but I won't bother remembering his demeanor, I just know he was wearing a black shirt. (Now that I think about it, it was funny have the guy in the black dress shirt, and the girl I helped in the pure white dress just a few feet from each other....it was like seeing light and dark). So because he said "Yes," instead of me feeling awkward from this, I decided to move up to where Rosie/Angie was sitting by, and I asked if anyone was sitting next to her. Then her friend, that looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't get a good facial pattern from her said something about me being left-handed, and that I should sit in between the two of them since the seats next to them where for right handed people. I didn't mind this at all, and was surprised she mentioned this about me. I can't remember much after that other than sitting between Rosie/Angie to my right and her cheerful friend to the left of me. Dream 3: Tutor I am inside a review session for something, because when I see a student up front, I immediately assume it's just for review on an exam. They were talking about something, and I'm just in that passive mode of just taking information in without actually synthesizing it into tangible information like I usually do during lecture classes. Then I realize I should move to another room because another tutor is having a review session for something else. And the person in the room tutoring was a girl that looked like Erica. This Erica look a like was wearing a sweater with black tights that covered basically her thighs and part of her knees, and I'm not really paying attention to the things she's saying. After a while, I decided to leave, and I head for a few double doors, only to find that we can't go through because of some maintenance going on. I decided to go to the far left double doors, same thing, I can't go there because of the same issue. I see someone who looks like a security guard, so I decided to tap his arm a little bit, and then I found some people walking up from some other set of double door, so I told the guy "Never mind," and proceeded to go downstairs. Dream 4: Lizard I'm outside, and I'm sitting near some bench with other students, and the teacher or whoever was in charge of some event that I'm not too keen of remembering well. We were doing a bunch of random things, and I swore I saw a lizard come out of a guy's pocket, but that's all I remember.
Updated 03-16-2012 at 05:32 AM by 47756
Good morning, everybody. I thought I'd share the passage below, since it relates to both dreaming and New Year's Eve. The passage is from Charles Dickens' story "The Chimes." The plot device of "The Chimes" is similar to that of "A Christmas Carol": a ghost leads a man, Toby Veck, into the future, so that he can see the effects of the choices he makes in the present. The effects are terrible. So Toby mends his ways and lives happily ever after. This quote comes from the end of the book. "Had Trotty dreamed? Or, are his joys and sorrows, and the actors in them, but a dream; himself a dream; the teller of this tale a dreamer, waking but now? If it be so, O listener, dear to him in all his visions, try to bear in mind the stern realities from which these shadows come; and in your sphere, none is too wide, and none too limited for such an end -- endeavour to correct, improve, and soften them. So may the New Year be a happy one to you, happy to many more whose happiness depends on you! So may each year be happier than the last, and not the meanest of our brethren or sisterhood debarred their rightful share, in what our Great Creator formed them to enjoy." Dream #1 I was in a laundromat which may have been a part of a department store or a K-Mart. I was at the far end of one of the aisles of machines. I think the machines were dryers, though they looked like washers. There were laundry carts cluttering all the way up the aisle. Two guys were also in the aisle. I felt like they were my friends. They may also have been working at the laundromat. They were talking to each other without really regarding me. They were talking about some guy, who I eventually realized was me. The guys were talking about how the guy was really conceited. They said that you could never tell this guy anything. And he'd never admit he was wrong. It made the atmosphere tense around him all the time. But he wasn't really so impressive that he should make people feel that way. I thought, Wow. Is that really the way people feel about me? I realized I should really start watching how I act toward people. I thought I'd start right away, by treating my two friends nicely. I may have tried to say something nice to my friends. But now I was suddenly sitting at a desk outside the aisles of laundry machines. I was looking at my phone. I was texting back and forth between my sister and my friend H. I think I was just having a normal conversation with H. But my sister had gone into the hospital for something. So I was texting with her to find out how everything had gone. But somebody, either H or my sister, was sitting at the near end of another aisle of laundry machines off to my right. The person was sitting with another couple of people, probably kids. They were all on the floor, maybe buried in coats. I hadn't heard from my sister in a while. I wasn't getting worried about her health, necessarily. But I was worried that I'd said something to offend her, so that she'd stopped texting me and now wouldn't let me know if things were okay. But I now got a text from my sister. It said something like, "Well, the doctor sent me and J (my brother-in-law) over to the pharmacy. So when I get my stuff from the pharmacy I'll be able to tell you what my problem was." It was like the doctor knew the problem, but didn't tell my sister what it was. So my sister had to infer the problem from whatever kind of medicine she got. The text did, however, seem to have a bit of a feeling of annoyance with me. So I tried to think of how I could be less annoying. At the same time that I read the text, the person sitting on the floor off to my right was also speaking to me. It was like my sister was right there, telling me everything she had texted me.
Good morning, everybody. I'm surprised I had any dream recall. I spent three hours watching one video on YouTube -- a live version of Chiaki Naomi's "Yoru he son gu hito" (? I think). Obviously I don't have a life. But Chiaki Naomi is one of my new favorites. Dream #1 I went into a laundromat. I was there either to do my laundry or to pick up my laundry, as if it had been done by the workers. I wandered through a long area of washing machines. The washing machines were greyish green, a very dull color. The space was a little small and tight, and there were a few people around. But the place didn't feel uncomfortable. I got to a doorway at the back of the laundromat. There was a door that had a split between the top half and bottom half, with a counter-like shelf at the top of the bottom half. A woman stood at the door-counter. She was kind of short, with dark tan skin and black hair in a cute style, going down to just above her shoulders. She wore a white t-shirt. She may also have worn glasses. I somehow understood that she was Japanese. We began talking about concerts or something. I reached over the counter and touched the girl's hand. She didn't back away, so I held her hand. But then she started talking about how she had a boyfriend. I pulled my hand back. I wasn't upset. We started talking about Chicago, where the girl and her boyfriend had lived. Every year there was a psychedelic concert there. The girl had missed last year's concert. But her boyfriend had possibly been able to go. I said that I'd always wished I could go to the concert, because I liked some of those old bands so much. I may have wondered whether the girl was older than I'd thought. It may suddenly have seemed to me that the concerts had stopped a long time ago, so that the woman would have had to see the concerts a long time ago as well.
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