non-lucid

Had this dream early this morning (September 13th, 2009).

I dreamed I was back at my parent's house, watching t.v in the living room. Even though the dream takes place in the present, former host Phil Guerrero was back working for YTV. He was doing some art projects or something which he was promoting on the channel and briefly joked about the recession and times being so tough that he had to back to work.

One of the projects was a medieval knights tale which Phil said Marvel Comics was interested in. The panels he was presenting were crudely drawn storyboards for either introduction stories for the main characters, of which there were four, or segments of a pilot episode. The last panel Phil showed was very dynamic and had the main characters in a vertical line, with their knightly powers represented in colours that surrounded them as an aura, and with golden wings which sprang from their armor. The colour sequence from top to bottom was yellow, orange, red, and green.

The program ends and I turn off the t.v and sit in the dark for a while. I get up and go into the kitchen and in the dark (all the lights are off and it is night) I walk into a racing bicycle sitting in the middle of the floor. I recognize the bike as belong to one of my brothers and I begin to search the house because I previously believed I was alone in the house.

I head towards the bedrooms and see the younger of my older brothers walking out of my old bedroom. I am kind of suspicious but instead of confronting him I just ask if he had just came home from work. He replies that he has been here for a while but I am still under the impression that he is up to no good because I know that he has no business in my bedroom.

I still don't know how to confront him and I go into mom and dad's bedroom and fall asleep on their bed. The dream ends there.

Dream starts off in an long, ancient hall with wood floors and stone pillars. One side is open to the sea and the other is a line of small alcoves. I am my Chinese dream incarnate Chun-li, and I am married to a causasian man and have to children, a girl and a boy. My mother, an elderly Chinese lady also lives with us. The boy is just a baby but the girl is about 11 or 12 I think. I am very responsive and emotional towards my family, and my whole existance revolves around fulfillling thier every need, which I am more than pleased to do. Despite our sparce, limited space we are happy, though we never go into the water because it is filled with giant and dangerous creatures that swim near the edges of the sea waiting to make a meal of anyone unfortunate enough to get to close to the edge or fall in.

My daughter and I are arguing about her aquarium full of frogs, but I cannot remember why. I trip on something and fall onto the aquarium, smashing it to peices, greatly upsetting my daughter. There is water and frogs all over the floor but I do not clean it up as my attention is drawn to my mother who has fallen to the floor as well, having had a heart attack. I wail and cry over her body as she dies. I am so overcome with grief that I collapse on my fallen mother and die too, leaving my much dependant family to fend for themselves.

The dream kind of fast forwards, but follows my husband and children. My husband is overwhelmed and unable to keep the home safe from sea creatures (which I was able to do somehow) and taking care of our children is a great burden on him. Two giant eel like sea creatures repeatedly attack the homestead, forcing my family to flee the narrow stone hall to an open plain nearby. A steep cliff juts out at the end of the hall and a great, leafless Birch Tree is at the center of semi-circle alcove in the cliff.

Some time has passed and my husband is harried and absent minded and misplaces our son, while our daughter is somehow able to freely reach the high plateau at the top of the cliff and return at will. My husband finds our son stuck in the great Birch tree but doesn't know how to get him down. As he frantically tries to figure things out, he runs into two large men, one red haired and carrying a katana, and another tanned, dark-haired, muscular man carrying a large hammer-like weapon. My husband begs the men for assistance but they at first ignore him because they are attacked by the large eel like creatures that had been harassing my family before. The eels have been stalking my family and followed them from the ancient hall, unnoticed along the sea's edge.

Despite their large size and formidable weapons, the two men are unable to defeat the creature without the help of a female companion with whom they've been travelling. They call her in from the sidelines and it turns out to me, Chun-li, even though I am supposed to be dead. I appear alive, but I am cool, calculated and stoic. I am unresponsive to my husband and daughter's cries of surprise and if I recognize the members of my family I do not show it.

I have either a long thin sword like an epee or a silver magic wand and just by waving it in the direction of the eels I can give them a horrendous electrical shock, which does not kill them, but drives them away. I am unconcerned of the baby boy stuck in the tree and leave my large male companions to deal with it while I walk away, unemotionally. My male companions soon follow and leave my shocked and perplexed family behind.

Several years have passed and my male companions and I return to the great Birch tree area by the sea's edge. My husband and children are still there, but just as before I do not acknowledge them. My son has grown up and is in his early teens, while my daughter has not aged at all for some reason. My husband also looks the same though his is thinner and more visibly frazzled. My travelling companions and I are on some sort of mission which has led us back to this area, and we briefly make an excursion to the great plains on the plateau above, where my family now lives (where I see my daughter flying a red kite but I ignore her) before having to venture back into the ancient stone hall from the beginning of the dream. My son and daughter refuse to let me out of their lives again, even though I am still unresponsive to their needs, and they follow us into the hall. Reluctantly my timid, harried husband follows.

There are several encounters with the giant eels, and though I still act stoicly, I also go out of my way several times to save my children from danger. That convinces them that I do remember them and still care somehow and they pledge never to leave my side. I do not repond to their declaration, but they are no longer bothered by my unresponsiveness.

At some point my two large male companions disappear, as does my husband. I pass through the old hall where I used to live and for the first time since "returning to life" I show some response to the environment around me, especially when we come to the alcove where my daughter's aquarium had been. The floor is still wet and there is broken glass everywhere, as if the mess was still fresh and had never been cleaned up, but where the frogs had fallen before now there are tiny stone statues in the shape of the amphibians. The frogs having turned to stone has something to do with my daughter not aging, but I don't know exactly what the connection is and neither do my children.

We travel pass the former homestead and come to a covered deck like area that is open to the sea. A final battle of sorts is fought with the giant eels but this time my children are able to help me. They have somehow acquired minature versions of the katana and hammer that my previous travelling companions carried. When the eels are dispensed and my children jumping up and down and celebrating wildly, I enter another hall that goes to what looks like a vast furniture store, though it is empty of people, dimly lit, and the furniture is all covered in dust. On a table on the far side of the store there is a bowl full of smarties and chocolate chips, which I start stuffing into my pockets. I can hear my children looking for me and for some reason this fill me with apprehension.

My children find me and ask what I am doing to which I reply nothing, even though I continue to gather candies and put them in my pocket. My children continue to watch me and the dream ends there.

In this dream I am living back at my mom and dad's house,I am in my old bedroom and it is the morning of my birthday. My dad and brother wake me up like it's the first day of school. Dad says that it is his last day off before he has to go back to work (even though he is retired in real life). For some reasons he says this twice.

My brother give me some music CDs and three DVD versions of the same movie, which is a back to school comedy. He puts one of the DVDs on and turns the volume up loud to wake me up. They leave and I groggily get up and notice, against one of the walls in my room, neatly wrapped presents are stacked in a big pile to the ceiling.

I try to turn off the t.v my but instead of shutting it off, the power button only turns the volume up louder. None of the buttons on the t.v seem to work properly and I am tired and frustrated but I eventually figure out to turn off the DVD player instead. Somehow, this fixes the t.v. and I can finally turn it off.

I crawl back into bed and have a dream with a dream where the cartoon character Little Bear and his father are walking through a forest. They are both carring hunting rifles and dressed in hunting vests and hats. They talk about morality and ethics in mainstream religion (specifically Christianity, I think) but from a "bear's point of view" until they come upon a clearing and see a human male chopping down a large, healthy looking tree. Father Bear shoots the man dead and Little Bear makes a remark about all the blood. Father Bear tells his son (cub?) that the killing was justified on religious grounds because the man was defiling the forest, or something like that.

I wake up from the dream within a dream finally get out of bed. I look out the window and see the neighbour (with whom my father has a real life feud) tearing up the front lawn with his car. He is driving in big circles and leaving deep muddy marks.

I get dressed and head outside. The neighbour and his car are gone, but the lawn is still ruined. My dad is outside standing in front of three fold out table upon which are many short sleeved t-shirts. The make and style of the shirts are all the same, but each shirt is a different colour. The entire spectrum of the rainbow is represented. My dad's attention is drawn to the shirts, though he does acknowledge me when I first come outside, but he doesn't seem to notice the sorry state of our front lawn.

Dad starts to talk to me about something but I can no longer remember what and I woke up soon afterwards anyway.

I have large golden wings on my back and I am flying around some tall, ritzy appartment buildings. The city below me looks like downtown Miami as there is a road and an ocean to one side, and the buildings on the other. I have a white and brown-speckled egg with me which is about the size of an ostrich egg, maybe a little bigger. I hold it tightly to my chest as I fly around.

I am going from building to building trying to find an empty apartment in which I can hide my egg. I am also trying to avoid being seen by both the normal humans living in the apartment buildings and some dark bat-winged creatures that are following me. Some how I know that the creatures want to hurt me and my egg.

While I can back and forth with ease, I cannot fly higher than the tallest appartment building as some invisible force keeps pushing me down. I keep wanting to land on the rooves of the taller buildings to rest and get my bearings, but reaching the tops is difficult not only because of the invisible force but also because the dark creatures might see me.

In several instances, I smash the glass doors or windows on balconies of apartments that look unoccupied, but the noise usually attracts the attention of the bat monsters or humans and I have to flee. I do eventually break into an apartment without being noticed and I wrap my egg in two towels, a pale pink one and a green one, and I place it in the bathtub.

I sneak out of the apartment and can see the bat creatures circling nearby so I fly down to the ground, retract my wing (so they disappear into my back) and try to blend in with people at a pool side bar. My ruse seems to work and the bat monsters fly away towards the ocean.

I sit at a four person table where a man and woman are sitting and take a sip of a drink that is on the table in front of me. A male voice behind me says that "you're in the wrong seat" or something and I get up and move to the chair on the opposite side of the table. Now that I am facing the man who was sitting behind me I see that it is a tall, muscular man dressed as Batman (or Batman himself), who stands tall and spreads his cape out wide.

He looks angry but I am not scared that he has anything to do with the bat creatures before but instead because I took a sip of his drink.


The dream ends there.

Night of July 9, 2009. Thursday.



Characters from the television series “24” appear in this dream as a main basis of the plot (other than the main character, curiously enough). I am not even “in” my dream; I am just watching it as if it were a series of “real” events in the United States via some sort of implied remote-viewing rather than being associated with a television show at any point. There is no emotion expressed from my own perspective, although a female reporter seems upset and concerned (and seemingly bewildered by the decisions and actions of the leaders).

For some reason, Ethan Kanin (Bob Gunton) is the “new” president, while the president from the actual show (Cherry Jones) seems to be either vice president or just an adviser or even only a reporter at one point(?). This character rendering lacks cohesion in my dream.

At any rate, he seems annoyed at the present state of affairs regarding other nations (and diplomacy has apparently failed in every way). He gives “the” final order, which is “Raise the right horn!” The lady (Cherry) looks concerned and asks someone else what it could mean. It is too late. The whole sky grows dark and it is seemingly the end of the United States as Cherry “looks out the window” which is actually just a wall without a window(?) or transparent at one point(?) and there is a rumbling and hissing. For some reason, what he said meant that other “enemy” countries would immediately launch missiles at the USA, which really makes no sense at all. I suppose it could have meant that it was the United States which had attacked all of the other countries first, but the events unfold too fast for that to have been the case.

Original notes (July 2009): I am not sure of the meaning in this one. Perhaps “horn” relates to the trumpet blown by the angel in the so-called Last Days, or maybe it relates to right-wing politics. Hard to say, presently. It may even relate to the “devil’s” horn gaining power, yet it is “right”, not “wrong” (or “left”?), although the exact meaning is not clear.

Added (present) notes of November 2013. Several years after this dream, there is coincidentally one Google match on fark.com, but not exact (it being “Raise the right horn of you. Oh wait you only have the one horn!” apparently in reference to joking with the unicorn persona of another forum member). A “horn” could also be a telephone or associated with a particular telephone call within the White House of which I am quite surprised that I had not included in my original notes.

04.07.2009

Staples (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Part 1: Glue

★★★☆☆

So, I was back in High School, and everything was going great. I had a system of doing things that worked. I was getting good grades and my level of happiness was above average. Imagine my surprise when a new staff member was hired. Immediately, she started making changes for the 'safety' of the school. Outlawing anything and everything that could potentially harm someone or be disruptive. I became perturbed when she banned books from the classroom, because they were bound with staples, and staples could give you AIDS apparently. This affected me greatly, because I was a heavy reader, and couldn't make it through the day without my books. With these ridiculous rules in place, and my continuing effort to defy them, relations with my teachers suffered, as did my grades and happiness. I decided to fight back. What ensued was an epic, seemingly 4 hour long, debate over the merits of her actions. In the end it was concluded that books would be allowed, given the staples binding them were covered in Hot Glue.

Part 2: Shitstorm

★★☆☆☆

This dream is a fragmented continuation of the "Staples" dream.

We're on the bus, heading to our field trip destination: A KISS Concert. I get off the bus, and make my way into the stadium, only to be stopped by the teachers. They tell me my recent behavior would not allow me to partake in the field trip. This was all that bitch's doing, I said to myself. So, I found and told her that I would be going to the media and telling them of her recent 'safety changes.' "The shitstorm of bad publicity that'll come down on this school will lose you your job!" She backed off, and the dream ended before I could make my way back into the stadium, or unleash the aforementioned shitstorm.

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04.07.2009

Dolphin Wars (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Killer Dolphins run amok, disguised as humans. They're harvesting humans for some unknown reason. Friends are disappearing left and right, and our only hope for salvation is the one force strong enough to take the dolphins down: more dolphins. On the outskirts of campus lies the Killer Dolphin colony. Lifelong enemies of the On-Campus Dolphins, they would go to war with them in a heartbeat. But, in the end one freakish dolphin dog thing holds the fate of humanity in its furry flippers. . .

DOLPHIN WARS! The summer smash coming soon to a cinema near you! Seriously, this dream played out exactly like a really bad sci-fi movie.

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05.07.2009

A Useful Night (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







The night bore some pretty mundane dreams. I'll write only a brief synopsis, since these dreams aren't really worth remembering in a vast amount of detail.

Fragment: Poison

★★☆☆☆

A few Bleach style action scenes involving Ishida and some random shinigami. Poison gas plays a key roll.

This dream has some meaning because it's the first time I've dreamt about bleach.

Dream: Needs Moar Nerf

★★☆☆☆

A brief dream in which the Dream Journal forum on DV suddenly allows posts relating to nerf guns and their modifications. I post write ups for a few of the mods I've done in the past, including my nerf lightsaber. In that write up, I mention that the small bit of hollow empty space in the bottom of the hilt can be used for storing socks for all your Humans vs. Zombies games.

This dream proved useful because of the whole throw socks into the back of the nerf lightsaber thing. I can't believe I never thought of that before.

The dream starts off in a well organized, modern looking house that has an open concept kitchen/dinig room/living room combo. There are two old ladies having tea and an a man who looks like Tommy Chong who has the front of his shirt rolled inwardly half way up his abdomen. They are sitting in the living room part and I watch them with amusement because their behaviour is silly and spacey as if they were high on drugs or something. The old man gets up and leaves and the two old ladies go into the kitchen area which is elevated from the living room and dining areas.

I follow them and notice that the kitchen counters are covered with weather worn peices of driftwood, many of which are flat like serving trays. Upon the driftwood trays are an assortment of natual objects: bleached animal skulls and bones, pine cones, sea shells, dried flowers and feathers, and other such things. At the far end of the counter is a picture frame that has been decorated with leis an flower petals. The image in the picture is a smiling man who looks like a East Indian guru.

One of the old ladies take a white, ashy substance and smears three verticle lines on her forehead and then starts chanting in what sounds like Hindu and begins dancing wildly around the kitchen. I retreat down into the dining area to give her space but continue watching. The chanting old lady goes over to the other old lady (who is keeping pace with the chanting my clapping her hands) and blesses or shares energy with her with a sweeping motion from the front of her face to the top of her head and then down over the shoulders.

I turn my attention away from the old ladies for a moment and notice a coffee table upon which are many hand-blown glass ornaments. I turn my attention to back to the dancing and chanting old lady and try to make sense of what she is saying. She is repeating "Nahm Devali, Om Devali" over and over again. As she is chanting she takes the white ashy substance and smears a vertical line on the other old lady's forehead.

Suddenly the living room and dining room area is full of people, dancing and socalizing casually. Since the wild dancing has stopped I go back up into the kitchen to the first old lady who has been chanting, but I have to squeeze by many of the people who have appeared. The old lady is waiting for me with a big smile on her face. Before I can say anything she introduced herself as a Jody with a "y." I tell her that my name is also Jodie, but it is spelled with an "ie." She laughs and says "Isn't that cool!?"

More people come into the house and I turn around to leave the kitchen, because it is becoming quite crowded, and see my mother at the bottom of the stairs, smiling at me. She looks very peaceful and content, but doesn't say anything. I wander around the crowded living area observing all the people and eventually notice an elderly North American indian man dressed as a Plains Indian Chief. I ask him if he can teach me how to bleach animal bones and he kindly and amusingly replies "Why don't you teach yourself?"

I understand that he means that I should not be afraid to try things out for myself and I thank him to which he responds with a big smile.


The dream ends there.

10.03.2009

Poisoned Ade! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a store. It kinda looks like an office, but for some reason I am at a checkout with a large bag of what looks like birdseed. The checkout-chick was a lady that looked like she was in her 50's, with puffy red hair... eugh. so after the transaction was completed, she walks into a room behind me, and comes out with a bottle of powerade. I am really odded out by this. she then says I can have it for free which kinda makes me happy, because i like free stuff (doesn't everyone?) I think that something special will happen when I drink it, I go to take a sip and my brother appears out of nowhere with a bottle too. then it goes black. I wake back to my bed, but I can't move... I try to think of something but I fall back to sleep.

10.03.2009

Ungrateful (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Me and my friend are walking up a hill, talking about random stuff. I think he is apoligising to me for some reason? anyway we reach a building where I see a DC that needs help with his mp3. I fix the earplugs and he walks away, without saying anything (stupid DCs are never thankful). So I look around and see a couple people I know from school, some of them have calculators. I forgot my calculator! again! nooooo.... haha

07.03.2009

Can't Nuke Me! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a building (in the middle of nowhere) where we get to watch explosions from a distance. I could have gone to a few closer buildings like most people did but I chose the one furthest away from the site. It turns out I made the right decision, because we were the only building that didn't blow up... the explosion was very pretty I guess, for a dream. Im outside the building and I see a ghost ship flying over the debris that used to be a group of buildings in front of ours. theres rubble everywhere, even large rocks floating in the sky. it kinda looks like we're on mars. I'm back inside the building and there is tons of arcade game that i didnt notice before. Theres some good stuff, but I get distracted and follow a DC into the bathroom.

07.03.2009

Family get-together (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Me and my family are riding bikes around a lake, which is something we never do together (?) After a couple minutes we reach a park and have lunch

07.03.2009

Name (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at a public pool - there are 2 of them, one is up stairs to the left. it seems that there is nothing around the place but beaches and mountains not too far from where we are now. In the distance I see a friend of mine as a lifegaurd. I jumped in a small gap where there was tons of seaweed, I end up being in an ocean and a large sand mountain rises from the seabed. i think.

This bit of dream from yesterday morning has the lead singer from Coldplay standing in a giant, empty, square, algae-covered fish tank, with his hands tied over is head, singing "It's hopeless, we're hopeless..." or something like that. Though it sounded like a generic Coldplay song, it isn't from any one that I can immediately identify.

This is the second dream I had on February 7th, 2009, but I can only remember it in fragments.


- fishing with dad and several other men in a small bay or lake?
- trying to find a good fishing spot while avoiding large cardboard like ships.
- something about one being sponsered by a school.
- find a fishing hole which is lit by the sun
- dad and I see a swordfish at the same time
- swordfish grabs my hook and takes off dragging me into the water behind it.
- I do not let go and am dragged all over the bay
- dad tells me to hold on and grabs for my rod as I pass by.
- the fishing line breaks leaving dad with the rod
- but I grab the line at the last minute
- and the sword fish continues to drag me around the bay
- the fish starts to tire
- a crowd of people has gethered to watch
- i cannot remember the end of this dream

This is the first of two dreams I had on February 7th, 2009.


I am following a narrow dirt path that goes down a steep hill. The path leads into a temperate forest that gets thicker the farther down the hill I go. I have to be careful and keep my balance otherwise I will lose my footing and fall forward. I cannot see the end of the path because it is so deep in the forest. I pass by some animals and birds, but I can no longer remember what kind of creatures they were, though I was able to recognize them in the dream.

The path branches out several times to the left but I can neither see where those paths lead, nor seem to be able to voluntarily break off from the path I am on and follow one of those left leading path. My head, as I go down this steep forest hill, is always turned to the left. I am not afraid of anything, nor particularily curious, but I cannot stop and the farther down the hill I go an image of a snake I fear running into starts to appear in my mind. In the dream I keep refering to it as a "corn snake" and feel that I would be in great danger if I came across one.

The farther down the hill I go and the deeper into the forest, I know the likely hood of coming across a "corn snake" increases. The path going downhill abrubtly comes to an end and turns suddenly to the left. A narrow clearing allows sunlight to hit the path through the trees. I can see a large light brown and grey snake slithering across the path on the egde of the clearing and I while I know that it was not a "corn sanke" I decide that I have had enough forest exploration and turn back. I can now freely move about and am no longer compelled to move in only one direction. When I reach the part of the path that starts back up the steep hill, a long dark brown snake with beige oval patterns on its back slithers out of the bush right behind me. This is the "corn snake" that I have been trying to avoid.

Going back up the steep hill is much harder and takes much longer then going down, but I move as fast as I can to stay ahead of the "corn snake". I am full of anxiety and am sweating from the fear and the workout and in the dream I do not notice that the snake makes no threatening moves towards me. It stays just behind me and keeps up with my pace and acts like it doesn't even notice my presence.

I make it to the top of the hill and out of the forest and look back to see that the "corn snake" has disappeared. I walk along the path, which widens to the size of a country road, and walk away from the forest. The landscape is not flat and there are many hills, but none so steep as the hill that went down into the forest. There are giant lizards, glowing orange and red and snorting fire balls exvery time they exhale, walking to and fro along the path and into the plains. They are about the size of horses and do not look friendly. I do want I can to avoid being seen by them which is to no avail because there is nothing to hide behind.

Two of the giant lizards start towards me and I begin running. The lizards give chase, but they are cumbersome and slow and I am able to stay ahead of their flaming spit balls. I come to a crossroads, near which I find two rings. One is silver and is icy to the touch and the other is gold and has an oval design which is set with an orange stone. I put the rings on and instictively become aware that wearing the gold ring makes me invisible to the giant lizards, and wearing the silver ring gives me the power to freeze things. The left path circles round and follows along the edge of a thick deciduious forest which has recently had snowfall, and the right side path goes on into the hilly plains where many giant lizards have gathered.

I start along the right path, thinking that I can just walk past the giant lizards unseen but the two that were following me start circling the crossroads, knowing that I am still there, even if they can't see me. The dream is blurry. Something about trying to freeze one of the lizard's breath or the lizard itself. Something else about making a run for the snowy deciduous forest? Attracting the attention several lizards? I eventually figure out I am temporarily visible when I am trying to use the ice ring and I know so because the orange gem in the gold ring glows while I'm visible?


I cannot remember anything more from this dream.

Had a nightmare that I was doing my makeup and somehow accidentally stuck myself in the eye with a pair of tweezers. I didn't think it was that bad, so I went to the mirror to look at it and realized I'd jammed it in pretty deeply. Despite the apparent severity of the injury, it didn't hurt. I pulled the tweezers out of my eye, still didn't hurt even though I felt the tugging sensation, and realized there were more things stuck in my eye... like a magician's handkerchief or something... all said and done, I pulled out another pair of tweezers AND an eye lash curler. Much to my horror, I then realized that my entire eye was gone and there was nothing but a gaping red hole (which was amazingly not bleeding). I didn't know whether to freak out or not, because I was still shocked by it.

Then, I dreamed that I had twin kids who were about 8 years old, and I was pissed at them for some reason.

Then, I dreamed that I had taken some sort of exam or something like that... scored really well on some test, or something, and gotten a highly coveted award along with a new position. I don't remember what it was, though, except that there was a list of benefits from the position, but for some reason it just felt like something straight out of high school. Also, for whatever reason, when all of this was being read off, I was sitting in the woods, and I was wearing some kind of dress made from calico, and everyone was sitting on logs, even though it was some sort of technical position I had tested for.

I dreamed I was riding a train through the mountains. The train was very old-fashioned and we were also in something more like box-cars than a passenger train. It was being driven by dwarves, and there were elves on board in addition to humans. There was a little girl on board with ragged blond hair who did not talk but liked following me around. At some point, the train broke down and we had to go hiking along a trail to search for a ranger's station. We were also arguing because we thought it had been dark because we were in a tunnel, but when we came out the other side it was night-time, even though it had been broad daylight when we entered it 10 minutes before.

Then, another dream, involving an old production I worked in, an animated short that never got made. Although we never actually got that far, in the dream I thought that the reason we had abandoned it was because we couldn't properly animate a building in it. In reality, the building was stationary, but in the dream it had to fly and had tubes and stuff, the tubes had to rotate, and you had to be able to see the 3D animation of the pilots in the cockpit. Anyway, I dreamed that I emailed my old professor telling him that I knew a way to animate it now, with FLASH. Then, suddenly, for some reason, Barack Obama was my new animation professor.

Dreamed that I was desperately trying to get somewhere. For some reason, I was wandering around a shopping complex that also doubled as a small city. I was lost and wandering through the stores. I accidentally knocked some garbage onto the floor at one of the restaurants, the owner didn't care about it but was concerned about me for some reason...
I was waiting for a friend to come pick me up, he had a motorcycle, he was supposed to take me somewhere (I would assume the place I was trying so hard to get to) and it required taking the highway... the problem was that when he showed up, I couldn't recognize his bike, and it turned out that all he had was a stupid push-scooter.

Anyway, it ultimately ended with the cops looking for me after the restaurant owner reported me, so I climbed up onto the roof area of a large building that looked like it was made of adobe and carved stuff into the walls with my little three-inch knife.