dream fragment

We were all in Dalton and Tim's bedroom, but I remember that it was very altered in the dream. Tim was being very mean to Dalton, for no good reason; he was so mean that Dalton was starting to cry. It was beginning to make me angry, because Dalton hadn't done anything to deserve that kind of mistreatment, and I was mentally preparing to lash back at Tim.

Reality: Dalton and Tim were fighting last night over money, and in fact it was kinda/sorta the other way around.

Before going to sleep last night I had a very strong feeling that if I wanted to remember my dream and possibly even be lucid, I needed to wake up at two o'clock. I set two alarms: for two and for five.

I'm not sure if I was lucid from ten to two, but here's all I could remember:

It was nighttime, and someone had killed a unicorn--a supernatural being. They were drinking its blood.

So clearly from October's TofM.

I had another dream fragment, but I don't remember it now. Here's what I wrote at two in the morning (so sorry, this is gonna be . . . weird): "My father is a jerk and we're all at Ucon's Quick Stop and he's yelling and blah and Mama's having a bit of a meltdown.

"[A boy from school] was there and he said, 'If someone called you a bad word, what would you do?' "

DF: I wanted to be in a club . . . a math club? And I remember that we had to do something mathy in front of someone and I was just going to make a heart sign with my hands and say it was an indented triangle.

"If you screw this up, you're just the idiot who screwed it up."

DF: I have to go to school with Perseus. We're walking down the road to the bus stop and I keep dropping my books. He keeps trying to wait for me, but I tell him to go ahead so he can get to the bus in time and tell the driver to wait for me. He doesn't listen at first, but it's too late by the time he does and the bus drives off.

It's overcast.

I went to sleep around ten last night and woke up at five.

DF: Something about a man in black standing in the distance.

I stayed up for an hour and went back to sleep, and then woke up at eight.

DF: Something was going on and I wanted to sleep, so I went in a bedroom and did that.

Dream: Several of my friends and I went to a camp that was most likely located in Tennessee. I remember Jasper (my best friend), Cho, and Jackson (from school) coming with me. My parents were also there, except being there forced them into younger bodies and mindsets. After she spent a little time there my mother was ready to return to the real world, but Daddy wanted to stay.

Campers stayed in fairly large cabins, most of which were bigger than a lot of houses, and they were all separated depending on age and gender. At some point during the night Jackson's group picked their cabin from the inside and moved it to where we were. The girls and I seen it from the windows and were mostly impressed as they managed the feat again.

In fact, I was so impressed that I wanted to see if I could do it, too. I walked over to one of the walls (wooden, of course, and a very dark brown) and placed my palms on it, pushing it upward. I'm not sure if it worked or not, but it may have.

The next day we were eating (I'm not sure if this was breakfast, lunch, or supper). The cafeteria looked very much like my school's, except campers were allowed to eat in the back (and at my school they aren't). I wanted to speak with Jasper but it was very difficult to find him, so we talked on the phone while we both walked around the cafeteria, attempting to locate the other. At some point I did find him, yet he always walked away from me even if I told him to stop, and I think he changed his appearance a tiny bit so that it was harder for me to find him.

Finally, camp was over and we were meant to go back home. Everyone crowded out into the afternoon. There were quite a few cabins, which I hadn't realized prior to then, and also an oak tree in the center of the camp. Forest was all around us, but there was a dirt road that went into the area. We were waiting for our rides to come pick us up. I was by Cho.

Well, we seen cars driving fast and a camp-cop stopped many of them and let a few through, and the campers who were going to ride with them hopped on in and they all drove off. This happened a few more times, until finally Cho and I were the only ones left in the camp. We realized that we were going to have to walk all the way back home, and stated going down the road.

It was very steep, but thankfully at a certain point a fence that was meant to be barbed wire in the dream appeared to our left, which was good because it was easy to hold onto it while we climbed. Occasionally there were holes in the fence which led to certain things, though I'm not sure what. Eventually, right before Cho and I hit an extremely steep hill, she said, "I'm so glad that we found Liberty Land."

Now, the Liberty Land that she was speaking of is shut down now, but I went to it twice or thrice as a younger child with my parents. I was in front of her, facing the hole (she only knew it was there, she couldn't see). Although I don't remember there being a ceiling, or any other cover, it was nighttime in the hole and the afternoon outside of it. It was a huge circle, and I could make out stripes of red and white and squares of blue with stars in them, and the entire deal was covered in white fluffy stuffing--the same stuffing one finds in stuffed toys. I realized that it would be easy, so easy, to hide in Liberty Land to rest. I climbed in, but didn't get far.

An elderly woman with gray-white hair, elastic light blue jeans, and either a pink or green shirt materialized in front of me, and told me that it would not be wise to stay there. I understood and believed her and turned around to go just as Cho was about to climb in (it didn't seem as though she could see the woman). I briefly wondered who she was, and thought that she might be the ghost of one of the people who died from the rides.

As soon as we got out, we turned behind us and seen several girls getting into cars--neither of which had been there previously. We joined them.

I'm not sure if Cho turned into Gail or if Gail was merely already in the car, but she and I went to my place, where I ate stale popcorn and she watched the Bonds Naruto movie.

DF: My parents are fighting and I warn them that if they don't stop I'll call the cops, but they don't mind me. I grab my phone and walk out the door, which opens up to the break area at my school. My phone doesn't seem to be working at all, because I can't get to where I need to to dial 911.

I'm reading a book, but I don't know if I was the one who wrote it or not. It's about this guy in Alaska who's writing to his daughter in an email. Every now and then the letter breaks off to show what's happening with his daughter. I distinctly remember reading about her being in an alley about to be killed. At the end the guy gets really mad because he never heard from her again--he doesn't know that she was killed.

[Clearly, my brain ripped this one from Family Guy.]

Note: I have to sit with a young brat on the bus. Last Friday she literally crawled on me, screaming, "I WAN'T PEPPERMINT! I WANT PEPPERMINT! GIVE ME PEPPERMINT!" the entire bus ride. Even after we told her that she could have not just one, but two if she would just settle down--nothing. Glah.

Dream: The girl is sitting beside me. She keeps saying, "Please give me [...]. Please give me [...]." I don't know what she wants.

First I'm in my English III class. The desks aren't placed where they normally are, but that's okay. We're taking a test/just got through with one.

Later I look into a mirror and see that my eyes keep going cock-eyed on their own. I'm devastated and go to my mom and say, "I need to go to the dentist and an eye doctor," but she tells me that we don't have enough money for any appointments.

There are three TVs in my room, two of which are broken. The third is a wide-screen plasma TV and I am watching the new episodes of Death Note on it. Looks as though Light has split apart from the SPK and has caused some sort of damage to the HQ, because the sirens are going off and L is P-O'ed.

My dad comes in and takes the big TV away. Grr. -_-

*** Note: My Art II class was assigned to research a Mississippi artist so that we could give a ten-minute presentation on him or her, and I chose a woman named Dot Courson. Funny to note that my teacher told us that if we could get the artist to come to the school and speak in front of our class we did not have to speak at all. After taking a public speaking class during my freshman year, I'm no longer very terrified of giving presentations, but I really didn't care for the project itself at all and so I was the least prepared out of all of my classmates. Considering this, even I didn't want to give a presentation.

Happy ending: My PowerPoint got lost among all of the others and so my teacher couldn't find it! I don't have to give the presentation, but I do have to go to her class as soon as I get free time to take a test.

Here's Dot Courson's profile, if you're curious: http://dotcourson.com/

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Friday, October 11, 2013

Dot Courson comes to visit me in my home in Ucon. Apparently Mrs. Tucci had contacted her and told her that I would be doing the presentation, and so Mrs. Courson would present herself for me.

I don't remember much from my dream last night. I know that my father was holding my mother and I captive in the trailer. I once asked him why, but I don't remember his answer (it might have been something like, "Because I love you"). At some point he texted me and explained to me that he would be drinking the following weekend and I asked him why, but he said because he always drinks on the weekends and the holidays. That wasn't what I meant. . . .

At some point I'm trying to escape from him.

Date: Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Emotion before Dreaming: Calm
Emotion after Dreaming: Calm
Thoughts: Calm down . . . clear your mind. . . .
Intended Technique: WILD (((please note that I was only practicing the WILD technique--I didn't think that anything would come out of it)))
Time Spent Sleeping: 9:00 PM - 12:00 AM

Please note that I DO NOT have any affiliation with the website-thing Second Life.

There is a particular character that I like to draw who I have named Mimi Mace--the girl on the far left is her. Please excuse my awful drawing skills. Anyway, she, Jasper, and I were all playing some sort of game that resembled one of the places in Second Life a bit. The only things that I can remember from the dream, though, are these:

1) all three of us were attending some college
2) we were gathering at Jasper's place--or we might have all lived together--and the "Second Life game" was on the XBox 360
3) Mimi's character was laying on a bench that was placed beside a clock tower in the game (or perhaps that was the dream world's real life, I dunno)

Just a cute little mention: Note that I'm pretty skeptical about a lotta stuff, but I just think it's kind of cool that Jasper dreamed of Mimi last night, too. XD

[Today was the first day of school and I was more nervous than I normally am last night. It was very difficult to go to sleep and I kept waking up.]

1) The straightener was making my hair fall out. When I was done with it I set it on the bathroom counter and seen quite a lot of my hair stuck in it.



2) I realize that I'm dreaming and I suddenly become so excited. I walk around a bit, trying to calm myself down.

[I actually thought that last night would mark the start of a memory without fragments, but I was wrong. Oh well. Normally these sorts of things only last from two to four or five days.]

1) In this room there is a lot of brown. There are adults with us kids. What we (the kids, I don't know about the adults) were doing is rebellious, but not necessarily "bad" or "evil."
[Those were the words that I chose when I woke up this morning: "bad" and "evil." I really want to know what we were fucking up ]



2) Krystal and I were playing a card game, or maybe even a board game (though I don't think so). I had never played it before and so Christine was trying to teach me the basic rules. She was explaining to me that whatever you were to say, you were to say it clearly because all of what you said would be actions carried out by your side. She proved this to me when she said that ice would be a way to escape. I then seen the scenario that she was talking about. A slightly boyish-looking girl was behind a layer of ice, and behind her was a blue monster that had been chasing her. The girl placed her finger onto the ice and drew a circle, which then made that portion of the ice fall to the ground. Both the girl and the monster jumped through the ice and continued their chase. When it was my turn a scene came into my head of a reddish-orange car carrying the game's cards in the back of it and hitting an electrical fence. All of the cards exploded and the scene disappeared and I was looking at Krystal again. She was disappointed about losing her cards, but she understood. "Especially since this is, what, your third time playing?"

"Fourth," I corrected.

I was grateful that she wasn't mad at me




3) Stan was up to something.
[Can you believe that that was supposed to be a long dream?]



4) Hogwarts looks like your typical haunted mansion. It's on top of a cliff that is so high you cannot see the bottom, and there are four rickety bridges that lead to each of the four Houses. The rain is falling terribly here. There is a "House Switching" where some of the students are transferred to different Houses.

I take the viewpoint of Harry and I am talking to sixth-year Tom Riddle. He keeps talking about how he didn't do everything he ever did "evilly." I don't disbelieve him; in fact I think I am contemplating his words, wondering if Voldemort is truly one-hundred percent evil or if he is something else. I think that Tom was talking about the House Switching in "his day" and how he remained in Slytherin.

Anyway, Harry started crawling on one of the bridges, the one to Hufflepuff. Depending on how you stood it could have either been the one on the left or the one on the right, and I'm pretty sure from the point where I was talking to Tom it was on the left side.

Here's a point where I can't remember what happens and suddenly I (again, as Harry, who looks very Hufflepuffy) am sitting on a balcony. I only remember there being three balconies for Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, but there may have been one for Slytherin as well. Ron was still a Gryffindor but I think that Hermione had been Switched over to Ravenclaw. The three of us were talking about all of the House points we were going to collect.

[This is the second time I've gone to sleep and remembered a few dream fragments. It's good that I'm remember bits of so many dreams but I'd be more satisfied if I could remember whole dreams. ]

1) Faye is concerned about something, but I can't remember what it is. It looks as if though the setting is my old school UMS, and she takes me to one of the bathrooms. I remember that there are showers in there, though, which there definitely aren't in real life.

2) This setting was back in Ucon in the first trailer that my family lived in. The neighbors behind us were the children that live around where we live in now, though. I remember that we had a porch with an awning above, and that is an addition.

For whatever reason, I was trying to bake cookies. My mother took over, though, and spent the entire dream (about two days) baking. I once asked why she kept doing it and she told me it was because she liked decorating.

At night my dad went outside to take out the trash. It was a weekend and the two of them didn't have any alcohol to drink so my mother asked me what he seemed like to me. "Great," I replied, though that was more of my attitude towards the scenario than what I thought he was feeling. As I was going into the bathroom he came in from the back door. I'm not sure what he said, but I think it was something along the lines of "I'm not a chump."

The next day the children behind us were being extremely loud. It was hard for me to think and my mother couldn't concentrate on baking so she asked me to go out and tell them to quiet down (which I was doing anyway). As I got out there they were all starting to pile into a European van (the driver's side was on the right rather than the left) and a woman (brown hair, looked to be in her thirties) was the one driving. I leaned in the passenger's side and prepared to tell the children to shut up, but I couldn't spit the words out. The woman started reversing and I stumbled a bit. "Climb on in," she said, but I refused. I turned around to go back inside instead.

3) Jeff, Bart and I were out hunting in the woods. The sun was peeking out through some of the trees and so if I had to guess it was in the afternoon. I'm not sure what we were hunting, but I know it wasn't animals. The three of us climbed up a hill and passed some other guys and eventually we got to a log cabin.

4) [Here it is, the "maybe lucid." The reason I don't know if I knew that I was dreaming or not is because my thought process resembled what it is when I'm lucid, but I don't actually remember ever thinking "I'm lucid, this is a dream, I can do whatever I want." Whether it was a lucid or not, however, I did execute a fair amount of dream control.]

There was some sort of war going on. Some man--a captain--was being controlled by me. I made him do "something" and I also made him quit to become an average citizen. He told me that if I didn't want to practice martial arts then I could always do some kind of fighting style that resembled that of a cat. I already knew this and thought about Yugito Nii of Naruto.

[In search of the time that is good to wake up so that I can remember dreams I am trying out a project. I knew that I wouldn't be going to bed until three this morning so I set my alarm clock to ring at six. I would write down anything that I can remember from a dream, pace around a little, and prepare to take a nap--because I usually have lucids in naps. Unfortunately my dad didn't wake me up at nine like I thought he would and I ended up sleeping from six-thirty to twelve, soooo. . . .]

1) I must have been in some store, either a general store or a pharmacy, because I was looking at a shelf that had several pill bottles on it. I recall that their tops were shaped somewhat oddly.
*** this is the second time medicine has appeared in my dream. if it keeps on like this it'll be a dream sign.



2) In real life CLS is a Christian Camp that I used to attend during the summer for one week, but here in this dream it was slightly different. There were four groups and we were placed into whatever Hogwarts House we were (so of course I was in Gryffindor), and our "levels" were determined on what grade we were in. I was a junior so the year after would be my last year to come unless I became a counselor.

The place that we were in was sort of like the school cafeteria back in Ucon with a "log cabin" sort of theme. There was a large but old fridge pushed to the side and by collecting food in our bags we would obtain points for our teams. I remember thinking something like, I wish this was a Nano-Fridge, which comes from The Sims 3 in the Nano-Microwave. If the fridge was a Nano-Fridge then it would have been of better quality and would have kept it from breaking. Every time the fridge broke we were instructed to stop running and dump our food on the ground (or on the table, which ever worked better) so that the counselors could fix it.



3) In The Sims 3 for console there is a particular character called Willow Lynd, and she lives with the other local Goths. I was sitting with her in what I would assume to be a library (though to be honest it was really as though I had been sucked into the living room of The Clique house--the house that she originally lives in in the game. The walls are red, the carpet is red, the chairs and sofas are red, and the windows are big. Someone distrusted Willow due to her "Goth" status--I think it was an authority figure, but I can't be sure--but I can't recall how she felt about that.

At some point during that dream I stood up and walked over to them, though. There were a lot of people in the room over.



4) Another effing Sims dream. Each Trait you choose for your Sim would open up a different "Challenge" (or story line). The ones that I were looking at were technological, so I was probably thinking about the Computer Whiz Trait. Also, I caught a glimpse of the daughter on there turning into a Teenager.



5) Nothing but crystals in a cavern. The crystals had a blue tint. . . .



6) Jarvis and I were playing some sort of video game with one another. I'm not entirely sure but it seemed that the objective was to become a leader over a land by recruiting people. My character was a female and she was going to some area that almost looked as if though it had been abandoned. The stone bridge was crumbling, the grasses were growing out of control and trees' branches had fallen onto the trail. She kept persisting through the wilderness and eventually reached civilization. I'm not clear on what happened but I don't think that she was welcomed with open arms.

She escaped through the pipes during the night. It was a full moon.