dream fragment

Dream Fragment - I remember swimming in my pool at night with the pool light on, and having to fight off some bugs that were floating around in the water. Then in my notes I wrote something about "locks" and "problems"... not exactly sure what that means. ._.

Pool Casino Resort [Non-Lucid]

I was at some kind of casino resort in Las Vegas that was made up almost entirely of pools. It was pretty cool! I only remember vague details about the beginning, there were balloons that you could grab on to and float away and the food was amazing. My old friend D, my old friend S, my friend J, and this girl C (for self-reference: Euler's number) were all there eating with me, and I was talking to C since I hadn't seen her since 11th grade (not that I even really talked to her then). I remember hearing and sort of seeing a commercial playing on a big TV screen there too, hanging above one of the pools that led outside through these huge golden pillars. >w< It was for a special episode of That '70s Show where the Formans got invited to stay at a casino on vacation and they got to meet its owner, Jabba the Hutt.

Dream One: It's pokemon card night and we're going to the card store where my little boy plays against other people. The building is totally different, it's a stand alone store now not part of a strip mall, and the parking lot is a grass field. I park and go inside. When I get inside, the placed is owned by my mom's friends husband, and there are pictures of the guy having an affair with some one. I get pissed and snap at the guy because I really like my mom's friend and she deserves better. This is probably a direct reaction to finding out my mom's friend was having problems, but I don't know what those problems actually are, they may be health related rather than relationship related, I haven't the foggiest idea.

Dream Two: I'm in the car with my husband when one of the neighbor kids come up and ask to borrow something for another kid. I let her borrow it, and then tell her that the other neighbor kid isn't "people" and then make this big deal to write out a note saying something about how the other kid thinks he's people, but he's not. Then I knock on their door and give them the note, and it causes the home alarm system to go off. I get back in my car, and tell my husband that my pokemon card deck isn't beast yet, and I need better cards for it. Then one of the other neighbors dogs walks out in the street in front of our car so we can't go anywhere.

Dream Three: The Neighbor girls is in the dream again, but now she's at my Grandpa's house and my aunt is giving her a birthday present. We talk for a bit, and she asks me how old I am, I tell her 25 and she is surprised she thought she was older than me. Then she says she's getting married soon, then offers to take me for a ride on a motorcycle. We go find me a spare helmet in my grandpa's closet, then start to leave. I decide I need to take my bicycle and put it at my aunts house next door, so while she gets out her motorcycle I take out my bike. My cousins marvel over her pretty motorcycle, then they marvel over the fact my bike is way too big for me but I can still ride it. Then when I get the bike to my aunts house, the neighbors girl turns into Fluttershy on a scooter instead of a motor cycle. She almost tips her scooter over a retainer wall, but I come to her rescue and she jumps out to hug me and the scooter goes over the wall instead, but she's safe. Suddenly I'm Rainbowdash, and I wake up.

Dream Four (Fragment): There's a scratch on my foot in the shape of a ">" and it takes up the whole top of my foot. It itches, and I bend to scratch it and accidentally scratch the scab off and make it bleed. In this fragment though I was actually in bed in the dream, It was a False Awakening I guess, and I wake up for real and start rubbing my foot trying to see if it's still bleeding, then realize I don't really have a scratch like that on my foot at all, lol.

Dream Five: I'm at the store with my mom, and I'm thirsty. I say as much and she offers to buy me a soda. I tell her I have money and I'll get my own, but she refuses to let me buy it. I try to slip a $5 in her purse because I know she won't take it if I just hand it to her. Then she buys me a fountain drink. A small one, while she gets a large for herself. I'm disappointed because I prefer bottled drinks to fountain ones, but I don't say anything. Then after two sips the drink is completely empty, and I'm really upset/sad because it was mostly ice and not drink! I don't say anything out loud, but I'm seething to myself that I should have been allowed to buy my own drink. Then we get in the car and are driving through a city.

My dreams the last few days have been... boring! And hardly worth remembering, lol. I think I need to watch a lot of anime and read a bunch for the next couple days to give my subconscious better material!

I'm in a classroom at my old high school again. It looks exactly the same as the last time I saw this in another dream I had before. I'm not sure which room I exactly was in but wherever I was, I think I was dreaming of my old friend Quynh again. I felt bad that she left me and I feel hopeless that I'll never speak to her again. At this time, I think a graduation was also taking place. I'm not sure why but I keep dreaming of that same day when I graduated. I'm in a theater watching a movie with a bunch of other people. There were rows of seats that were empty. Most of the people were sitting in the back with me. I was on the last row. The people from school were already started to leave in other classrooms but the people in the theater were waiting for the movie on screen to be over. I saw Carol, one of my past classmates in piano class. She was kissing a bunch of random guys as were watching the movie. I felt a little sad for not leaving the theater right away because I hated to see the whole graduating class and Quynh leave without me. Wherever they were. I waited a few more minutes and the movie was finally over. Everyone started to exit the theater and as they did, Carol kissed every single guy that passed by her seat. I was sort of jealous, but I didn't let that bring me down. After everyone was finally out of the theater, so was I. I walked outside and appeared to be in the same lunch area like I had in another dream. It looked exactly the same. It was like I was having another graduation. I walked towards the middle of the big lunch area and wasn't sure which way I should go. The whole area was lonely, so it made everyone feel so sad. I decided to take the way where there was more people in it. Towards me I saw a big, plain field with a soccer net on it. It seemed kind of cool to see this but I wasn't sure that I would reach it, because something in the dream might cause me to wake up or a change in scenario. I also saw a few kids around the area. Some of them were teenagers. I walked up to one kid and felt like killing him because I didn't get what I wanted in this dream, that is, being able to be with Quynh. I slowly walked up to him and looked around me to see if anyone was watching. As soon as he reached a dark corner, I slowly crouched down and pounded the back of his head and started attacking it until he fell to the ground. I kept on pounding him for a while and I could feel the strong force I was using. I pushed him towards a wall and started banging his head in front of it. After a while, he collapsed to the floor and appeared to be dead with his eyes open.

Sadly, this one's a fragment, which is really too bad, because the premise was cool.
I packed my bags and headed to this new college that sounded kind of cool. When I got there, I went to class, only to discover that we were being attacked by...something. The teacher told me to hurry back, but when I tripped on the way, he stopped in front of me as he helped me up and explained that they were assassins who could alter reality. I was in disbelief, but then he showed me by firing a crossbow after making the two enemies in front of him go in slow motion. It nailed both of them in the heads.
It gets pretty fuzzy after that, I was in a class teaching you how to warp gravity, and then I was travelling through this odd locker room that didn't seem like a normal locker room...
Too bad I didn't remember anymore of it.

I was only able to recollect bits and pieces of one dream, which I also wrote down in tags. The overall dream quality was rather poor as I am unable to recall a lot.

The setting of the dream was a James Bond level from the Everything or Nothing game. I was to enter the building undetected, which of course posed a problem. In the dream I was discussing the incursion with several others whom I did not know (dream characters, obviously).

Seeing I knew the game, I knew within the dream what would happen, namely that a woman would be there who I would needed to massage and speak to. There the next problem occurred as my voice did not sound as the voice of James Bond. Via a way I do not understand (or maybe I just can't recall it) the conversation went to discussing ways of making my voice sound like that of James Bond. Which could be done by modifying the waves, just like in music. After all, one of the dream characters said, music is sound, just like speech. So whatever applies for music, also applies for spoken language.

I missed the waking up moment in my dream, unfortunately. But it will have followed shortly after the theory. Seeing I recall dreaming the scene in the game (Bond massaging the woman and scoring a 007-moment) after which I realized I was in my bed and had just dreamed. At that point, I was awake of course.

This dream occurred to me this morning. As you can tell, my mind is consumed with university-related themes right now. I will post the remaining journals from February to June sometime later.

Here I was, at the University of Waterloo's Student Life 101. In a group of a few students, many of whom I didn't know, we walked inside this building and took some pamphlets.

The room was somewhat cozy and old-fashioned - perhaps it was the residence building on campus? We packed our stuff and headed down the hallways, me remembering my toiletries. By the Sun angle and time of day, I was walking east.

As I entered the bathroom, I was reading the pamphlet, describing a student's experience at the university.

A female student wrote inside: "I enjoy fam sessions and walkout sessions".

Instantly, I was taken in my mind to a scene where the pine trees stand tall in Saskatchewan, yet the grassy fields were all over. A thought popped into my head: "the difference between boys and men when they have a problem, is that boys ignore it, and men ask what they can do to fix it".

Perhaps it wasn't that concise. Either way, I thought: Replace the F with a J and then we're talking. *Revolution!*

There was much anticipation on either end, and some towels were possibly in the room. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, and went to check the website to find info on an English Proficiency Exam, including bloopers.

Dream Fragment - "Clavines (?), a warm drink made from strawberries. (I sure wouldn't drink that! ) Posting on DV, littlezoe."

Just A DC [MILD]

I was at my old middle school, but I perceived it as my community college, and I was walking around in the hallways after a class with O. I saw this girl I used to know named AB, and then I became lucid when we were walking out of the front doors and I was asking O what he wanted to do. He said he would need to go home and take a shower before anything, and I realized that I actually still had a class to go to anyway. I turned around and waited outside the door with J, who was apparently in this class too. I lost lucidity around this time, and I don't remember much about the class except that I think it might have been an English class and it was over extremely fast. When the teacher let us go, it came back. I was walking out of the same front doors with J this time and laughed as I noted O coming back in. Still sort of in a transitional mindset, I turned to J and asked him "Is this our dream?"
"No." Well that was blunt. He started talking about something else, but I already knew I was lucid at this point and I know that J is one of my friends with the capacity for real conversation, so I wasn't putting up with this.
"Wait, why not?"
"Because it's your dream."
"Oh, so it's not a shared dream?"
"Nope, I'm just a... uh, D...C?" He looks at me inquisitively. I love that the fact that he doesn't know dream-related terms carried over into his personality, despite how aware he was.
"Yeah, 'DC'." I pause and look around. This whole time we'd been walking away from the school, first through the parking lot and now over a nearby field. I turned to him again. "Well then what do you want to do?"
He starts off a sentence with "Well, normally I...", but then the dream starts fading away. I heard more of what he said at the time and I'm pretty sure I even comprehended it (I think it was something to do with running?), but I can't remember it now. Everything faded to white, and I woke up.

Dream Fragment - "N and M dating, homework, drinking in the rain, train, back against the sun, O doing something...."

Bleeeeeh.

I wanted to say more, but suddenly I'm not feeling so up to it. :/ Maybe later.

This dream took place at my high school, where the sky was filled with clouds that were of a blue-grey tint, and with every crevice that lead to the sky held a crack of light that shun down upon parts of the campus. For the most part, the school was very much accurate, save for a few little things here and there. Still, kids were doing their end-of-the-year pranks, though it was quite the opposite from the reality of these summer schinanigans. Instead of throwing cold stuff, like water bottles and water balloons, in hot weather, we were throwing hot stuff, like actual lit matches, in cold weather. During a point in the dream were I was heading to my chemistry class, walking in the outside quad of the school, I noticed a boy throwing one match into the open door of an outside chemistry class. I thought it was dangerous, sure, but I went on with my life. As I walked up the stairs heading towards my classroom, I looked back at the class, though what I saw was somewhat disturbing; the partial sight of someone waving their arms in panic, the appendages ablaze with what I assumed was the fire from the match. I then looked back to the stairs, not seeming to pay much mind to it, but neither did the crowd of kids also walking to their classes. Once I got into my chemistry class, which was nothing like I remember it looking like, I took my seat in the back of the class, and I seemed strangely aloof to the whole incident previous, though I continued to wonder what the school was going to do about it and when. I told my friend John who say next to me, and he seemed to dodge the conversation and replace it with something irrelevant, though not long after, a voice came onto the speakers and announced "All students and faculty, please evacuate the school." I knew what this was about, though no one else did, it would seem. I walked out with my friend John, walking down the halls of the school which were quite gray and depressing. John was just making jokes, and that appalled me, but I seemed still aloof to the whole situation.
This dream was similar to the incident that happened during my junior year in high school, where a boy jumped to his death from one of the buildings, though i was much more distraught then.

The next dream, weirded me out a bit. I was Lara Craft from the Tomb Raider series. I was told to spy on some group of guys, and so I did, with this circular red helicopter that had the ability to also go on two legs. I went to my target and simply watched over them with little stealth at all. They were playing cards, and that's all I really remember.

I'm with a couple of investigators who are following a "suspect" as he gets on a train. They think he's skipping town. The guy passes right by me, and I notice that he looks totally non-threatening. In fact, he looks more like Santa Claus.

[CENTER][SIZE="4"][B]6/9/2012 - Slurpees[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][ Fragment ] [ Clarity - 2/10 ] [ Awareness - 1/10][/SIZE][/B][/CENTER]

[I]I couldn't remember anything last night, probably thanks to a poor-quality sleep! :([/I]

All I know is my dream had something to do with slurpees and Linkin Park.

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Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

[Fragment:] I'm sorting through laundry, separating out the things that need to be washed. [Heh. Apparently, anything you've been avoiding dealing with in real life can show up in a dream, even if it's something completely mundane. ]

[The following is a different dream. I'm writing this at the end of the day after I woke up from it, rather than in the morning, right after waking up for it, so I've probably forgotten a lot by now. What I'm about to write here is all I remember now. Sorry.]

I'm a member of a group of Chosen Children [from the Digimon anime series; these people are otherwise known as Digidestined in the English dub]. Everyone in the group is around my own age. [Yes, I was the same age in my dream as I am in real life. Yes, I'm way too old to be a Chosen Child by the standards of any of the anime series. Evidently, my subconscious doesn't care about that.] There are at least 20 people in the group. We all go into a fairly small cabin, the kind that would be at a summer camp, in which we all have to find a space to lie down in, because we're all going to enter a dream together [Inception-style. No, I never once realized I was dreaming throughout this entire dream. Yes, I feel silly now.]. I climb into the upper bunk of one of the many bunk beds in the room. Addressing the group at large, I say something like, “Try to make space on the floor for everyone.”

With my right hand, I push up the left sleeve of my shirt to expose the inside of my left elbow. I wait for someone to come around with an IV needle for me. I'm not looking forward to having the needle put in, and want to just get it over with already. [Exactly how I feel about them in real life.]

I'm now in the first dream level, with the same group of people. Once again, we're all lying down, waiting to get IV needles put in. I think, We need to go into the deeper dream levels so that we can get into our stronger Digimon forms. I have the following knowledge about our current situation: We're in the midst of a mission to defeat some enemy, and in order to transform into the strongest Digimon forms we have available to us, we have to be several dream levels deep.

This time, I actually feel the needle being stuck in, but not into my elbow - it gets stuck into the tip of my left thumb. It's still not a pleasant experience, of course. I can feel it in there, and can feel my pulse throbbing in the tip of my thumb.

[Awesome. I love the premise of this dream. I'm slightly tempted to write crossover fanfic based on it, but I don't have time to write fanfic.]

[B][COLOR="red"]I'm not really sure how this whole journal system works yet, but I'm going to give it a go! I usually write down general journal entries on paper, but I'll post my dreams here too, with probable changes in my organization techniques as I write... If there's something about my entries that looks inconsistent or weird, it will bug the crap out of me until I fix it! I'll try to write with you, the reader, in mind instead of just recording for my own personal reference.[/COLOR][/B]

[CENTER][SIZE="4"][B]6/9/2012 - Shirt Shopping[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][ Fragment ] [ Clarity - 5/10 ] [ Awareness - 1/10][/SIZE][/B][/CENTER]

[I]My boyfriend was planning a party for next week, and the night before this dream I was wondering what the heck I would wear to it, since it was going to be a fancier outing.[/I]

I was at the store "Aritzia" looking for new clothes, with a clear feeling that I had to find something fast, or I would be stuck wearing something that I didn't like. And I wanted something new to wear. I picked up a shirt that looked very, very identical to one I had in real life, down to the fabric and elasticity of said fabric. The only difference was that it was black.

[I]I was very surprised at how similar it was to the one I had in real life![/I]

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I am making love in semidarkness to a beautiful woman with pale skin, and blue-black hair. Her eyes are violet.

***

A day later, I realize she is Eris, Goddess of Kaos.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

I woke at 6am but slept till 11am.

1; Going back to sleep that long started the FA chain and it just kept going. "Oh I don't know I feel kinda dreamy," hand check, sure enough dreaming over and over. Don't remember what I actually got done in my lucid dreams, but it was at an enjoyed pace.