non-lucid

~ In a house that looks like Dean's house in West A, a middle aged couple have 10 children, 5 girls 5 boys, on the landing I look into one bedroom, bunk beds line the walls in a blue room, there are kids wandering about looking at me like I am out of place, I walk into the kitchen, smells like breakfast, the parents are trying to get all 12 meals made, I then go into the bathroom and sit on the edge of the bathtub just to think, I see 2 women sitting in front of me, one with a camera, I look down and I am naked I cover my breasts, it seems tv showy, woman with camera (long blondy brown curly hair wearing glasses) asks 'would you strip off naked and have sex on camera?' I think about my body and how self conscious I am then think f**k it and say yes and walk across the room naked.

~ Kind of in West A, I get on a bus, Rebecca D is on it and Coralena H (not seen them or 6 years or spoke, were never close) the buss is full of girls who I am not sure like me, I sit near the back, feeling awkward, I walk to the front of the distorted bus, but on my way a blue peacock starts attacking and biting me, I'm shocked at the assault but not that there is one on the bus, it's a male peacock and it's feathers are blue and shimmery green, it is amazing to look at inbetween trying to subdue the big bird. I press the stop button on the bus and bird disappears I look out the window and there is a beautiful deep blue sky nearly night time, I see a waterfall but on top of the waterfall next to a bush I see a dead womans body, bloody (I blame watching seasons of Medium for this) I realise this is what the bird wanted to show me.. the bus driver calls the police, they are swarming the bus taking details from the other girls, and they are proud of me for spotting it.

~ In a weird dark room and a PC is on, there is a white cupboard under the computer near the right side, I go in trying to find some goodies, I see a white tub with SD10-K written on, inside are medium sized white pellets perhaps 300 of them, I put one in my mouth crunch it slightly then realise it could be anything, I go on computer onto google and lysergic acid pops up, I think wow this is awesome, I then have 2 more tablets and the dream ends.

~ (again I blame Medium tv show for this one) A woman befriends people drugs them and then offers to take them home to safety conving them they've had too much to drink, she then kills and robs them, I find out she is going to target me and take my dads store of gold. I pretend to react from what she gives me in the club, and then act drugged leaning on her the way home, in house I collapse between two big red chairs, though open my eyes slightly to watch her, when she turns her back I jump on her but she is strong, I run out of the house into the back garden screaming trying to wake up the neighbours, she tackles me so I put my fingers in her eyes to cause damage, she then does it to me hurts me, I hear my dad shouting she gets off me quickly and tells him she brought me home concerned and that I attacked her, she is playing innocent, he believes her and offers her the spare room, I am outraged and argue with him.

~ I'm then in Mr Rossi's art class in my old sec school, and pick up someones art sheet, it shows different peoples eyes drawn and coloured in paint, on each eye there are 3 outer rings of colour, they aren't really neat as I look closer, each colour had a cool name, ingredient of ones eye colour, think one was called calladium? weird wonderful names for each colour.

~ I'm out shopping in a mall with my parents, I see Martyn H (ex bf) he looks slightly different but smiley, my mam speaks to him, I pretend I haven't seen him, with it being awkward I then think fk it and we give each other a huge cuddle our groins touching, it's nice, he then whispers to me 'remember when we had sex in the chair watching that dvd?' I then see the scene he is on about and smile (though in reality that never happened).

Dream Type- Normal

This dream took place in a sort of hybrid location- what appeared to the hinterlands surrounding my home town but containing architecture similar to what you would find in the poorer districts of Rio De Janeiro. I wandered the streets of this location for awhile before spotting a gift shop. Somehow I managed to shoot the owner of the store when he came out to tell me that I couldn't come in. I instantly felt terrible about murdering the man from a mixture of fear of being caught and also the fact that I had committed murder. And some point in the dream I did feel like turning myself in (this guilty feeling followed me throughout the dream from this point). I entered the gift shop and began to look around at it. I remember vividly that it contained multiple shelves holding t shirts. Each wall bar one had a window, at several points I would run to the window and look out, perhaps fearful of approaching police. I began to obsess over a particular pile of t shirts on one of the shelves. The shirts were all pertaining to my home state of Tasmania. None of them grabbed my interest. By this point a large crowd had gathered over the body of the owner, but once I approached them I realized all they wanted was to come in and shop. I allowed a few people in, three girls I believe. One of them had a tape player. She sat in the corner and started to play it some Ryan Adams. I instantly recognized the song and pointed this out to her. We discussed the good points of Ryan Adams music for awhile. I even made a quip about how people confused him for the horrifyingly more incompetent Bryan Adams. At this point I decided to exit the shop, past the growing crowd of people.

I made my way through the slum like areas of the town with the intention of finding a bus and making my way home. Still the guilt of my murder followed me. I progressed upwards through the streets, eventually making my way up to a mountainous pass. I realized at this point that I had gone the wrong way. When I looked out I could see city of the gold coast in the distance, with its distinctive skyline. I turned around and began to run back through the slum areas. At this point I awoke.

Interesting points: The immense feeling of guilt is something that I can still recall now as I write this. Makes me kind of pleased to know I don't enjoy murdering folk. However there was a slight foggy notion of everything being okay as I was in the dream- like somehow I was slowly becoming aware that I hadn't actually commited a murder. At some points I even remember thinking 'It will be alright, you wont get caught, I am certain'. I now believe that this sort of immune feeling to what I had done was a semi-attempt at my brain realizing the falseness of my scenario. I have notice that recently I have become more logical in my dreams, even when not lucid.

When it started out, I was with my friends Abby and Heidi (plus a bunch others, but I don't remember who). We were on a school field trip, and I don't even remember what happened but Abby did something to deeply betray me. Heidi took her side of the argument, and I was angry at the both of them throughout the duration of the dream.
On our field trip, we went to this dojo/nursing home thing, and we went to the pool area. Suddenly, a bunch of old guys wearing bathrobes shot up from the water and started doing synchronized swimming. Really ninja synchronized swimming. If it weren't synchronized swimming, it would have been really cool. In the dream I was really impressed, but when I woke up I was laughing at myself for having such a strange dream.

people in dream: me, josh, heather, formen from House(dont know why he was there at all. he didnt do much), and swarms of zombies(or locust)
in the dream the zombies weren't really zombies, they were more like the locust from gears of war but with skinnier bodies and no guns(but still smarter than a zombie).



dream starts with me in a small circle of my friends(josh, heather, and the formen from House) talking about what we are going to do to survive a zombie outbreak. there are about 20 other random people we are trying to lead to safety. we find a large dump truck and fill the back with the 20 random people and we get into the cab of the truck. we drive into a city and every building is a skyscraper(in third person view above the truck). ALL of the buildings have flames spewing out of the windows and zombies are jumping out of the windows trying to attack us. there were millions of zombies jumping out and on the streets. we turned left and then made a right(trying to avoid the swarms of zombies on the street). as soon as we turned right a building collapses onto the road. we turn left as a last option and see more zombies running down the road. another building had already collapsed to our right and there was a giant crater filled with debris and flames. we drove off the road into the crater. we smashed threw all the debris to a lower floor. the 20 people we were trying to save were stuck in the truck and the swarm of zombies got them. so we 4 were left. everything was covered in debris and flames except for an apartment hallway. we ran down the hallway and the hallway started to look like the hallway in my house. i opened the door to my room and we all hid inside. i held the door shut while the zombies tried to break in. the others were trying to find another way out of the room. there was a window but it lead to my front yard and the zombies were still out there. the other 3 covered the window and i held the door shut. this lasted for several hours, until the next morning(dream fast forwarded). after waiting out so long, the zombies broke up and most all of them left. I could still sense that one of them was outside the door waiting for me. so i grabbed a pencil, opened the door, and stabbed it in the eye. we tried to be quiet to not get any of the zombies' attention. we sneaked into the back room of my house to exit threw the window leading to my backyard. formen(from House) decided to jump threw the window in my living room leading to the front yard(he probably got caught). we walked up to the window in the back of my house and we could hear zombies in the front of the house coming towards us. we knew we would be safe if we ran out to my back yard because there is an open field and no zombies. we all climbed out the window and the dream ended as soon as my feet touched the ground.


side notes:
actually survived a nightmare(can't remember any other times this has happened), and I did so with my friends still alive and with me.
after waking up I felt amazed that I actually survived a nightmare. every other time I deal with swarms of scary things I always die and wake up.

a
Previous to this where various other unimportant dreams.

Nonlucid
I was seated at a table, a man was on the other side and I the other. I was being asked by him selling some kind of insurance what kinds I wanted. This scenario reminded me of something just like it [I did have this same "kind of" dream the other night but the guy was hiring me for something]. Then he said, "well with this you could have double indemnity and life insurance too." I thought that life insurance isn't health insurance and who is this guy anyways. This realization caused me to pull out of the dream and woke me up. I didn't move at all and pictured the same thing happening but this time I was going to find out what was behind the veil that covers us from the knowledge of dreaming.
Soon I was back at the table and he was still rattling off insurance terms and questions. When he took a breath I asked him "where were you before you came here?" He looked like he was thinking but couldn't remember and he was a bit disturb by this. "How did you get here?" He turned his head thinking on this new puzzle yet still not knowing. "Where did you park your car?" He sat back in the chair a little worried and dumbfounded that he couldn't remember such simple questions.
These are the sorts of RC questions that I should have been asking myself to see if I was in a dream.

My dreams are getting more vivid and i'm remembering more and more each time. Still no lucidity but I'll get there soon enough.

I had taken a nap earlier in the night and I had a short dream where I was in the lounge with the loungeables. I remember the room being much bigger and having huge windows but I dont recognize the strangeness of it in the dream. I'm talking to them and B (i think) has to leave so he stands on his chair and suddenly shoots up through the roof like a rocket. He has the power to fly. I wonder if I can do the same. I stand on my chair and suddenly feel lighter as if I'm moving up. I turn around and its just sean tipping the chair and messing with me.

Then D brings a bag of strawberry ice cream into the room. Not a box, a bag. Its pink and white, has the consistency of cotton candy, and is absolutely delicious. I remember the ice cream more vividly than anything. Everyone claws away at it and S criticizes me for having too much.

Later last night when I actually went to sleep, I had some other interesting dreams.

One involved getting a ticket from a cop with my dad in the car while driving around rt 130. Apparantly it is even worse than my reckless driving ticket and we have to walk with the cop through some mythical forest to get to the police station. I most specifically remember a big wooden door in what felt like a treehouse with plant life growing all over it.

Later on I believe we are in some sort of video game. It seems to be me and the lounge people in what looks like a shooter. We keep replaying this one level where some tall mafia guy who we call don (and act like he's don pfirman even though he looks nothing like him) comes down in an elevator with a bunch of thugs and shoots everyone up with a machine gun. After failing a couple times I realize a giant tank up against the wall can be used. I get in the tank (which apparantly has flame throwers mounted on it) and when the elevator comes down I run the tank INTO the elevator (its very roomy in there) and more or less crush everyone. We win, everyone's happy. That's all I can remember.

My dream recall's getting worse and worse these days, getting up at 4:30 in the morning doesn't help.

Dream 1:
I'm at my friend's house(who apparently in the dream is rich). His den is very shiny and white. On a table in the den are around a hundred copies of "Game Informer." Each of them says that there are 66 free games inside.

"Wow, your dad has all these games?" I ask my friend.

"Yeah." He tells me. We go into his room and start to play some xbox. Then everything fades out and I wake up, and go right back to bed.

Dream 2:
I meet my friend (for some reason in the dream his name is Apilde) in the hospital. I ask him what happened to him.

He starts to have a flashback, which is strangely enough all in anime.

What happened to him was, some punk or something, shot a grenade launcher at his feet (he said it was a hollow point grenade). It blew off his clothes and everyone else's clothes too. Everyone had to run across the street to get underwear from the underwear shop (wow I can't believe I'm actually saying this). When everyone got their underwear Apilde went over to get some too. He found a hate message about him in there. Everyone in the class blamed poor Apilde for the attack. Then he went to the hospital.

(I almost became lucid here because I contemplated that hollow point grenades don't exist, but I brushed it off quickly after).

Afterward I left him to go do other things.

I'm in the hallway of my apartment building now. Apparently most of my friends live here now. We all chill out at one place for a bit, but then quickly transition to another apartment. But the person who owned the other apartment only allowed a certain amount of people and didn't let me in.

There's a scene change. I'm at some sort of friendly sports game, the kind that you play if you ever go to summer camp. But these people are of all different ages and I barely know any of them. The only game I can remember (actually I think it was the only game there) was a bicycle race.

At first I see some other people do it. One girl fell off her bike.

"You know what you need to do." One of the student coaches call out to her, apparently there's a penalty game.

The coach walks up to the girl and they both start making out (my kind of sports games!).

I decide I want to go on the next race. What I find out quickly is that if you anger one of the coaches (and sometimes they just get angry for no reason) they'll downgrade your tricycle to a unicycle. I was downgraded to unicycle very quickly.

The race begins and I'm kicking ass (apparently a unicycle is my thing) and beating everyone else. I see the finish line, then my vision gets dark, like I've closed my eyes, I cant see a thing! I try opening them and see the inside of my apartment building. I'm waking up! I shut my eyes. I can still feel and hear everything going on in the dream I just lost my sight. I try to concentrate and it comes back to me. I fall of my unicycle, theres no way I can get back on. I pick it up and run (screw the rules I'm dreaming!).

I slide down onto the finish line. I think I was third or fourth. I see my friend, Kevin. I go up to him (oh yeah, it's winter now for some reason). While we talk about stuff I see a sign with Apilde's name on it. It says he came in 10th place (he never even participated but okay!). It brings a smile to my face. Then I remember something. I was waking up a second ago! I'm dreaming! I tell Kevin.

"Hey Kevin, you know this is a dream right?" I ask him.

"What?"

"Yeah this is dream."

"That's not possible."

"Why not?" I ask.

"If this is a dream, then why am I dreaming too?" (I think he means why are we in the same dream together).

I don't have the heart to tell him he's just a projection of my subconscious so I give him the benefit of the doubt and say, "I don't know." (I'm very polite to my DCs ).

We walk into his house which happens to be on the grounds. I decide to do something cool. I call to Kevin.

"Hey Kevin watch this."

I use telekinesis to close the door. I've never done it before and it feels really cool. I try to open it too but I can't get a good grip on the handle, so I just open it up and play with the door some more. (By the way, it seems that when I walked through the door I teleported to a different location. Now I'm on the first floor of my apartment building, where my friend Mansoor now lives).

One of Mansoor's relatives (relatives he doesn't have) come up to me. He pushes the door and pretends to close the door with telekinesis, trying to mock me (I should of telekinetically bitch slapped him in the face DX). I start losing lucidity at this moment. I look in the living room. There's a HORRENDOUS song playing on the tv. It was one of the worst things I've ever seen my subconscious put together. I rather not talk about it. Afterward we sit down to eat at the table. Then my cousin shows up, and I wake up.

Well telekinesis, that's new. Gotta test that out for Operation: Ghost. I tried to think about Operation: Ghost before bed, and I watched a crap ton of freddiew vids, to no avail. It seems when I become lucid I just focus on one small thing instead of the bigger picture. Oh well, it'll just take practice. But telekinesis is cool !

1st dream:
I am in some bar, celebrating a friend's birthday. I am not sure which friend because the mixture of people was so bizarre, that I can't figure out which one of my friends would know all those people. The drink menu was very strange, and I end up ordering some weird cocktail made of gin and beer. I guess I figured that since it sounded so weird, it must be decent, otherwise they wouldn't put it on the menu. Wrong. A woman who doesn't seem to like me at all in waking life was there and was being very nice to me, making all sorts of pleasant conversation. She first recognized me in the bathroom by seeing my boots from under the stall. I do wear those boots everywhere i guess.

2. I was on the front porch of my parent's old house, playing the banjo. I was getting pretty good at it and was having a lot of fun. Then a group of people I went to high school with walked up my driveway. "Hey, we heard you were sick, and we thought we'd come see how you were doing." one of them said. (I am sick with bronchitis right now in waking life, but in the dream I had no idea what they were talking about). I told them I was fine. One of them asked if I had a towel they could borrow, so I ran upstairs to get one.

3. I wandered through the park by my high school where that 15 year old girl was recently beaten to death by an unknown attacker. I felt a bit weird. I had spent my whole childhood playing in this park, but now it felt sinister, even though it was a sunny day. I heard a small laugh, and turned around to see a small baby all bundled up in the grass. No one else was in sight. I picked up the baby and carried it out to the street. There were police everywhere, many of them trying to calm down a hysterical woman. Somehow I knew she was the child's mother. I put the baby in her arms and she cried with happiness. With one hand, she unhooked a chain from around her neck and put it in my hand. There was a small gold key attached to the chain.

4. False awakening:
I could hear my roommate calling for me and I woke up (or so I thought). She stood in my doorway and asked me which tube of toothpaste was hers. I was confused because she always uses that all natural hippie toothpaste with no chemicals or whatnot. I tried to sit up to answer her, but I couldn't move. I couldn't even move my lips to speak. She kept standing in the doorway, obviously thinking i was pretending to sleep or ignoring her. I was completely paralyzed, unable to make the slightest movement or sound.

When I actually woke up I had to ask her about it, because it seemed so real.

I was living with some blond girl and I was just coming back to the barracks. I remember going there and there were a whole bunch of other girls there. Something happened and I ended up having to defend them in some kind of way....I can't recall because it's been so long.

about time i had rememberings. and such strong ones as well. what happened was i was in school. i felt abit ill, so i skipped lesson one. then the guys from jackass were at my school, and they sked me to assist with filming, and then we hung out for the rest of lesson 2. by lesson 3 i felt really unwell, so i called a taxi and got in, the jackass guys now faded. i arrived home to the shock of my mother, who asked why i came home. i told her i didnt feel well, but she sent me back to school, i dont remember how. i dont remember lesson four, but during lesson five something strange happened to my DC of my friend jake. he shuddered a bit, and turned to me. he looked at me nd said, "hey you dont feel well. your not gonna come to school today are you?" i looked at him and said: "what are you on about? im at school!" he just shook his head and said "nope" he then seemed to get pulled awy, and i woke. i need to talk to jake about what happened.

best thing?: as i had already gone to school last night, i didnt go today. that, and also jake was right. in the morning i had a relape of my cold.

creepy.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my room, trying to conceal a baggie of weed somewhere in my closet. I remember Ryan and one other person, a female, being there. I put the weed in my pocket. Then, I was suddenly wearing a blue jean skirt, and the weed was in my underwear? I was trying to hide the fact that I had it. Something was wrong with the shower head, and I think Ryan was fixing it. It was squirting water in a weird direction.

Then, I was in my middle school lobby. It looked kind of similar to how I remember it. I was carrying this huge bag of stuff with me. I saw to my left a glassed-in office, and the assistant principal was talking to a girl in there. I dropped the bag, and lots of things fell out. I distinctly remember two containers of yogurt falling onto the floor. I dropped down on my hands and knees to pick everything up. I was still concealing the weed in my underwear, and hoped that it didn't fall out.

The assistant principal came out of the office, and said he needed to talk to me, because I wasn't supposed to have food in there or something. I thought he would catch me with the weed. I told him no, I wasn't going to talk to him, because I didn't even attend school there. He said "Oh, alright," and walked away. I joked about this experience to Ryan and the female.

~

I was working at Kroger again. I was supposed to be a cashier, but I was on the wrong side of the register. The store was relatively empty. I was ringing up a lady, and she wanted to know how many points was on her Kroger Plus card. The store's system was messed up to where it told everyone that they had zero points, and I explained this to her. Then, she started telling me that I needed to do this complicated process to get her the points. I had no idea what she was talking about, so I left the store and let someone else take care of her. I was apparently going with my dad and brother to pick up my mom from the airport, because she had just flown in from Oregon. I remember being in the car with my family, saying that I needed to get back to work. I was worried that I was going to lose my job since I had just kinda up and left.

I returned to the store, and no one was at any of the registers. It was empty, apparently closed for some maintenance issues. I went back to my register, and they had moved it. My purse and other belongings I had brought there were sitting by the register. Then, there was an announcement that the store was reopening. At some point, I "remembered" how cashiers had to carry their extremely heavy, bulky-looking registers to the back to count them down, as opposed to just taking the drawer out to count it.

I was then at a table at the front of the store, dealing a game of Texas Hold 'Em, but it was mixed with Rummy. It was "Poker Night" or something for the customers. Apparently, this was my job. I was confused about the rules of the game, but did it anyway. I saw a girl at the table behind me, shuffling her cards all fancy, doing all these tricks and stuff. Then, half her cards fell onto the floor. There was a male employee sitting with me at the table, and he looked like Dr. Venture from the Venture Brothers. He looked at me with a concerned look, and I explained to him why I had to leave the store earlier. He said something along the lines of
"I rarely hire female employees, but you're the first that's ever had a fainting problem."
I said in reply,
"What? I don't have a fainting problem. Did I faint earlier?", but he didn't respond.

Then, I was looking at prizes for the game, or something. It was all meat, and was in a glassed-in cooler. I "remembered" seeing people chop off big chunks of the meats to give as prizes. One was just lobster meat shaped into the form of a lobster, and it was wearing bondage clothes. It was titled "Awkward Lobster". (WTF)

I'm on a train or bus, walking through, trying to find a seat.
I find two free ones to my right, in front of me. I sit down and shuffle over to the window seat. I realise my legs are too long and my knees are pushing against the seat in front. They hurt slightly. I have to open my legs to fit them in.

My boyfriend is sitting on the window seat across the aisle and there's someone sitting next to him, between us. We wave at each other and he jumps over the seat in front and sits next to me.

My boyfriend and I are leaving a club. I wait outside the door while he gets the car. A medium sized man, slightly chubby and a bit chavvy with a plain white t-shirt and shaved head, approaches me qwith his friends and whispers in my ear in a different language. Sounds like Russian or Czech.
I tell him I don't understand and his grabs me in a sexual manner and says 'sex'. My boyfriend hurries back and sees this man with his hands on me. My bf is considerably smaller than him, but he jumps and karate chops the man in the neck. He jumps again and with a stiff, open palm, jams his fingers into the bridge of the man's nose. The man falls backwards and is stunned, allowing us to escape.

We are wlaking down the street (not sure what happened to the car). He says that everyone is staring at us. I hadn't noticed before, but now I can see that everyone walking past us is very focused on us. I turn to my boyfriend but he has turned into my ex, who is dressed in womens clothes, with outrageous make up.
He asks if I mind if he changes into comfortable shoes (I assume he's wearing large heels, but I don't check).

Suddently, we're in some kind of public transport. I know it's a bus, but it looks like the back seat of a taxi. Every seat looks exactly like the back of a taxi and the bus is a cylinder, constantly rotating as it makes it way down the street.
It is a small space and we're sitting with people we don't know.
We realise we're quite drunk at this point and the spinning 'bus' is only making it worse. The ex has changed into jeans, removed his top and attempted to take his make up off but smudged it across his face instead.
I think to myself what he is doing here in London as he lives in Australia and how he got his car here (I am now under the impression that the car I never got into at the start is in fact, my ex's car).

I am now on a train headed somwhere I don't know. But it is clear that this is a medium-long journey. Definitely to a different town/city. I am with my brother and I am still drunk. It is early in the morning.
My brother and I are having a conversation and everyone on the train is listening and staring and us. He says he has the early shift at McDonalds in a few hours and I make a big deal of asking why he came out and started drinking if he has to wkrm so early. I am slightly enjoying the attention of the carriage of strangers and play it up for them.
He says he had to switch shifts with our cousin because of her 'V'.
I quesiton him as to what that means and he just stares at me wide-eyed. I realise he doesn't want people listening. I look up to everyone and say, 'maybe we'll continue this in private'.
Everyone turns around and ignores us and we whisper to each other. I ask if he means our cousin lost her virginity (which I previously assuemd she already had) and he nods.

I am now at a large train station waiting for my train to Winchester (where my boyfriend lives). I can see him and a girl sitting at the bottom of the staircase (I am standing at the top - it is a very large staircase, leading into the station). I assume the girl is his best friend. They are both overlooking the incoming trains.
I see the train to Winchester pull up beyond the bottom of the stairs.
I decide I can't make it in time as the train is scheduled to leave in two minutes so I walk to the bottom of the stairs and sit down. The next train will come four minutes after, so I decide to wait.

I notice that the train doors don't close, so I decide I can make it afterall. I run over to the door, but as I get there, they close. I press the button to make them open but the train pulls away with everyone inside staring at me.

I am outside of a building that looks like a college or something. It is winter and there are many young people about with backpacks and books. There is a circular fountain between two buildings that seems to be the center of the campus where many people meet and hang out. I am not there to attend classes and came to see a special store that is in one of the buildings. I can hear many of the people talking around me and they are all speaking french, so I think I am somewhere in Quebec. I talk with some people and find that I am able to speak fluent french, even though I cannot do so in waking life.

I go inside the largest building and find a vaulted lobby that leads down the hall to a store selling Montreal Canadiens merchandise. In my dream this store is the only place in Canada to get authetic Habs memorabilia. There is a large glass case displaying rare items and many hockey cards. On either side of the case are two semi-circle staircases which lead up to a sort of indoor amphitheater. There are store entrances on both levels and I go in the one on the ground floor after seeing that the current best selling hockey card is going to be replaced with an newer one. The card has a smiling Brian Gionta (current captain of the Habs) on it, leaning on his hockey stick, but the name on the card says "Caberlay" or "Camerlay" or something like that and the number on the guys shirt is "8." I think this is odd because I am a big Habs fan and there are no players on the current roster wearing the number 8.

They are selling old copies of the old card and I buy one. When I take it out of its sheath the vendor notices that it is damaged and offers to allow me to exchange it. I say no because I think it gives the card character. The vendor tells me that if I hang around for a little while, the new card is going to be revealed in the amphitheater in a few hours by the Canadiens team and they will be giving away free ones to anyone who shows up.

Later I find my way to the amphitheater and find it crowded with people vying for spots near the front. I find a spot in the back corner of the room and hunker down, just glad that I found a place to sit. There is no one around me and I assume that it is because it is the very back row and no one else wants to sit there. The room is very full by the time the unveiling ceremony starts and many people are still cramming near the front for a good view. When the Montreal Canadiens team comes in the room they have to sit at the back because there are no other spots.

Some hockey players from some other teams arrive to watch, and also have to sit or stand on the sidelines because of lack of space. In the end I have Scott Gomez sitting on my right and Jerome Iginla standing to my left. I am really exciting but I try not to show it and keep my facade stoic.
The dream ends when Gomez gives me one of the new cards and Iginla gives me an autographed card of his.

Village On Fire

I remeber this village set on fire. All the houses were on fire. I think I was flying around or something, saving animals or humen trapped in the house.. I don't remember very well.. I remeber rescuing this single black fly from a fly-nest in the top of a house.
There was a fireman on the ground, I knew he thought that what I was doing was dangerous for me, but he didn't want me to stop rescuing,, different kinds of creatures, so he didn't shout after me. I weren't conserned since I felt safe 'cause I could fly.
Then later in a dream I was sitting in my bed and this little black fly flew around my face. I tried to get away from it, starting to panic a little bit (I guess I was afraid of the fly) So I woke up for the first time in a very long time by a dream.


Un-Realistic Video Game

I was in an oldfashioned platform game. It was jungle-like with a waterfall. Kinda Donkey-Kong like, maybe? The game was in 2-D. I jumped from "bridge" to bridge (I don't know what to call it) using lianas. By the time I noticed it was wierd, I woke up.