My dream journal....

July 1st, 2011

We were at some restaurant in the city. The restaurant was outside, a couple stories high. It was cold, windy, and cloudy (and crowded). It eventually turned out to be a field trip.

After a while of eating or whatever, something drew my attention to the next table. There was this one guy who looked really familiar (even in real life.). He looked like he might've been some waiter, and I saw him a couple of other times in the dream. Everyone at the table he was at was giggling. He said something I couldn't exactly hear, but it sounded like he said something along the lines of how he had been staring at me this whole time, but I never noticed. So I repeated what I thought he said as a question, and everyone shouted my name either 1) in a way that indicated that was, in fact, what he said, 2) i was stupid for not hearing, or 3) I was stupid because he really said something else entirely.

Then the conversation turned into city cranes. It was why we were at the field trip: to go on them.

The familiar guy was talking about the cranes (btw, i don't know who this 'familiar guy' is in real life, and he didn't even tell me his name in the dream.). i think he actually worked on them. he said something about having "three up already" or something, but it made sense because while he was talking about it, I could see it happening: In the dream, ropes hang down the long horizontal part of the crane at the top, and they held stairs. he meant he had already gotten three flights of stairs set up.

After this, I saw myself being raised up in the crane. It got really high and I freaked out. My friend Tyler was there, too...

Then the dream changed. It was at some place that was very flat and open. it was after the storminess of earlier had passed. it was still windy, and there were still clouds (which were freakishly close to the ground), but it was like it was leaving. There was a small skeleton of a building to the left, because people had just started building it. it was notably bright outside. Nick Cannon was talking (like I may have been watching the whole thing on TV) and i noticed a colorful tube or pipe just randomly starting a couple of feet off the ground and going infinitely into the sky and the clouds. An eagle came and went into the tube. Nick Cannon mentioned something about how things arent always as they seem, and then the eagle came out of the end of the tube (even though the end was somewhere in the clouds where I couldn't see it, it was also just right there where I could see it.), but it was a pig with wings. Then I heard some music, and woke up to my radio...

April 5th, 2011

I'm riding on the bus. It's some sort of field trip with my teacher. We seem to be driving around some fancy-ish neighborhood. It's cloudy. The next parts are all blurred together. I might be getting off the bus, but there's some sort of false awakening (maybe?). Throughout the whole dream I'm listening to some recordings (podcasts?) on my Ipod from Itunes. I'm in my bed. The recordings ore weird. One mentioned something about LSD (I think the recording was telling someone to do marijuana or LSD) and I became really scared. I'm still in my room with my lamp on. I'm listening to some more recordings. One was quiet, but I didn't notice it at first because I'm still on the bus (or with my teacher). The other recordings are about people doing meditation and yoga and stuff. after a while of this blurriness, I drop something on the floor, It goes BOOM and my sister comes in to ask if I'm okay, to which I reply, "yes."

Notes...

It was blurry because it kept switching scenes from my room to the bus. The whole dream was very unstable.

When I was in my room, it seemed very normal, but I was scared throughout the whole dream (because of the mention of marijuana).

When the recording mentioned LSD or Marijuana, it was a mans voice. There was either 1) a man talking to a girl about yoga and meditation and told her to try marijuana and she said something indicating that was a good idea or 2) the girl wasn't in the recording, but the man was talking to her, and i don't know where she was. To some extent, she was part of the recording.

As part of the blurriness, I kept seeing my teacher standing at the front of the bus.

One of the places the bus was for a couple of seconds looked familiar. Actually, everywhere looked familiar. i think the bus turned off some busy street, drove through the fancy neighborhood, and passed a grocery store (?).