Fredrik1ST
Hopeless Hibernator

I'm trying to keep things running here, but I'm not able to post all of my physical entries onto the site.

Dream 1
A lot of bullshit spread across insanely complicated blueprints. This is a dream about absurd, incomprehensable science. A friend of mine walks up to me and explains how 6+3=18. My dream logic apparently didn't go to school along with me.

Dream 2
A rather long dream about detective work, which I can only vaguely remember. The Hulk had been wreaking havoc, but as we were assembled at a café inside a mall, he was remorseful, so it was all right. I just walk back and forth, inspecting the area, when all of a sudden things start happening in slow motion. I leap (insanely fast) towards a female character who's holding a gun. I end up in the middle of a shootout between drug dealers and the police (although I suddenly am the police). After filling a couple of them, we inspect their bodies, and it becomes apparent that their drug has the ability to change people's minds without changing their appearance. According to dream logic, this is highly unnatural.

Dream 3
I walk past some humanoid animal/monster-ish beings, who bat me some really evil eyes. I also ponder upon what it'll be like to graduate at school. Will I be able to handle the pressure of constant exams?

...but I did. There was a dream involving long travels, and giant halls, and... air vents crawling with politicians. I was walking from tree to tree on unstable bridges whilst dodging swarms of enemies.

In semi-sleepy state, I had a ''dream'' where I was in a cinema. Shinpachi (the glasses-guy from Gintama) stands up. Everyone does the same. He puts his cellphone next to the screen/stage. Everyone does the same. Suddenly everyone are standing where they once stood, their cellphones still in their hands.

Dream 1
Working in groups at school. Lots of I get appointed to something, somewhere.

Dream 2
Walking towards school with a friend and someone else. Some weird UI-screens pop up in front of me as we talk about how ''sick'' it was that someone had been invited to some clan in some game (led by none other than ''that guy'' residing in every online game ever, with lots of X's surrounding his name). Nature calls for my friend, and he steps away to pee. Just then, the other guy accompanying us starts running for the school, trying to lock us out. My friend runs after him with his pants down, as I shout ''No, no, no!''.
Piss everywhere.

Dream 3
I show a friend a comic I found on the internet. It's a goblin standing in a barn when all of a sudden, Spiderman pops up from the hay. The prick just keeps blabbering on about its faults. I respond: ''The real problem here is that otters only have three hails and would've easily been twice as effective had they gotten three tails.''
Just then, someone comes up to us with a trophy-shaped clock and wants me to press it. I just stand there confused, listening to the noise it's making. Then I wake up. Seems like it was my alarm clock going off.

Dream fragment
I've been reading an excerpt from George Orwell's Animal Farm earlier, and I dreamed about the CIA being pigs/teletubbies. Fancy that.

Dream 1 (2?)
At a 7/11-esque boutique with timetables hanging on the walls above the entrance. A voice introduces the following segment by yelling in quite a dramatic fashion: ''how crows saved the world!''. Seconds later, an infinite amount of crows come flying out of the timetables, trashing the entire place in an apeshit rampage.

The only question here is whether my brain is a closet pot-smoker or not.

Dream 1
At a really, really old library with my mother and some other groups of people. Friends and giant monsters keep passing by randomly, and books and chairs are flying around. After chatting for some time, we got a mission: to inspect a level of a high building. It seemed to be nothing but an abandoned swimming pool. After some time walking around there, my mother said: ''aha, it's closed. My co-workers were just joking with us''. I lost it completely.

Dream 2
I enter some enormous city gate (setting: middle ages). At my right and left, there are narrow roads surrounded by small houses. At my front, a dark, brown wooden bridge is standing tall, leading to a hill. Atop of the hill is a city, surrounded by walls. I've come here with one purpose: to kill ''Roluf/Olaf the fast''. I set to work, armed with a shield and a small rapier. I blast my way through waves of city guards before reaching the bastard. Just then, a huge wave of guards with crossbows come at me. I start deflecting their arrows back at them with my shield, but some of them get stuck in both me and the shield. When the fighting's over, I try to outrund Roluf, but it's just impossible (even though we both run like the wind). I keep thrusting my rapier at him to no avail, and in the end he trips on a small bump in the grass. Mincemeat.
A highscore-board-screen-thingie pops up in front of my eyes:

Roluf 1st
Olaf 2nd
Fredrik 3rd

I lose my shit just like the dream I had before.

Dream 3
Hugo Chavez answers my e-mails. Yeah, that's it. I sit there hoping that Castro will do the same. What's wrong with my brain?