Starr's Dream Collection

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I dreamt that there was a girl who was skateboarding down the street. She was kind of a nerd in school, and people picked on her a lot. Well, she was going down the street, minding her own business. Suddenly, enter the bully....Ace Ventura.

He starts mocking her or whatever, and she gets pretty pissed off. She shoves Ace into a doorway, and then I walk up to help her. We keep shoving him, and it turns into this game. Suddenly, everyone is...happy.

The dream changes. Now I'm standing at this really nice pool at someone's mansion, and there's a huge party. I forgot who I was with, but I know there was a group of villains that were plotting something. I felt that I had to stop them before they achieved their goal.

The dream changes once more, but now, I'm standing inside my kitchen. The villains are still there, and they're plotting evil things. There's a giant, plain cake with no icing or anything sitting on the ground. Someone, I forget who, but I know it was an important figure, like a celebrity, had taken a huge bite out of it, and he was scolded for it.

To figure out what the villains were planning, I had to pretend to be one of them. I walked up to the three of them, and stood there, as if I was also evil. They just continued their conversation, but as close as I was standing to them, I couldn't hear what they were saying. Oh well. I knew what they were planning wasn't that bad or serious anyways. Actually, I think it had something to do with stealing the cake.

Anyways, even though I was in my kitchen, I knew the time period was different. It was taking place in the Old West. I knew this mostly because my friend H was there. She was dressed as a saloon bartender, cleaning dishes at the counter. Since H was technically from the past, I'd decided I would tell her about the "future," aka the present.

I was telling her all these interesting facts. I don't remember all the things I said, but I do know that I said "Oh yeah, and we have the first black president, so that's pretty cool." When I said that, she spun around and stared at me, saying "And what do you think about that?". I was very confused by her question, and I said, hesitantly, "it's...fine?"

There was more, I know, but that's all I remembered. It was an interesting dream, to say the least. I wish it had been lucid, because that's what I was aiming for, but there's always tonight, too.