fOrceez's Quirky Subconscious!

12.06.2011

Dream I Forgot About (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't even know how to start this dream.
Originally, Watto and I were talking. Everyone was taking photos, I think it was the formal, or just after the formal, everyone was dressed in suits and dresses. Seeing as I didn't go, I was dressed in short jeans and a black singlet. The setting was a blue rooms with blue curtains, there was an area was for like, photoshooting.

Then it skipped to the front of the building, I was putting shoes on. It was daytime. There were go karts on the driveway (it was a long-ass driveway.) John and I shared a go kart, he was driving and I was sitting at the back. We were like, racing. John and I were in the lead and the rest were trying to attack us/box us and whatever you do where you try to attack someone on a go-kart.
On the back of the go-kart, i had a kind of cannon. It was situated between my legs of where I sat, and my chair spun around. To shoot the cannon, i placed my finger over where the bullet shot out of and then pressed down. A small, black ball shot out, when it hit something, it blew up. Pretty gnarly for a go-kart.
We reached a bridge, and then John and I skidded to a halt, Tokyo Drift style. I woke up