The Kestrel's Dreams

July 26, 2014

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School Kids

I was with some of my oldest school friends, and we had decided to watch a video one of our parents had taken on our first day of first grade. We hunkered down and started watching: there we all were, lined up in front of our first grade teacher's door... We all turned and waved at the camera, we were all smiling. I pointed at S and said, "look there you are! You were so cute, what happened?!"

He laughed and pointed at two of our other friends, naming them. I looked more carefully, and noticed that two of my oldest friends... weren't there. Instead, there were two people I didn't recognize. But they were with me watching the movie. "Where's R? And M?" I asked.

The others looked at me like, "who?" and I shook my head, dismissing my confusion as one of my usual misrememberings. I must not have met them until 2nd grade.

The next time I looked at the screen, it froze, and the next thing I knew, I was in that 1st grade line. Time was stopped for a moment, but started again, and all us children kept giggling and smiling. The two people I didn't know were talking in S and K, and I leaned over in the line to look for M and R. I didn't see them, but there was a little boy who caught my eye: He was wearing a suit of iron- or rock. I couldn't tell. It was some kind of heavy, strong stuff. He smiled at me and called me over by name. I assumed he was just a friend I had long since forgotten about (and in truth, I was starting to forget about having been watching the movie years later as I walked over to him).

"Kestrel, stay behind me, okay?" And he turned around, and I looked over his shoulder to see a group of children from a different school. They had devices of some sort, and I watched one of them lift a device and point it at my classmates and me. The boy in front of me lifted his arms and stood as a shield for me. I saw a bright flash and then wind and dust and debris flew past me. There was some kind of battle going on between my classmates and those other kids. The others were from a school nearby where they learned demonic cult magic.

They attacked for about five minutes, but because the boy in armor was there as my shield, I wasn't harmed at all. When the other kids left with lots of smack talk, he turned to me and smiled cheerfully. He then turned away and walked toward that other school.

The world froze again and started to blur. The boy was moving slightly, but everything faded, and a new scene appeared. I was at a new school. I had been transferred to the demonic cult school for some reason. It was all one large classroom in a cabin-like building. I set up a camera in the back corner because I was supposed to record my first day. I was terrified because of that attack, but I was also fairly oblivious about almost everything. I got into the classroom, and the teacher directed me to a seat in the back. I noticed with a start that the boy from before was sitting next to me. He smiled at me cheerfully as I sat down in my seat. To my left, there was a scary-looking boy. He was large and scowled at me; I recognized him from the attack. He kept messing with me, but the boy to my right threatened that if he kept messing with me, he would die a horrible death.

I don't remember much about what we were learning, but there was a presentation by one of the students. It was disproving something I had seen in school the day before, back at my real school. He stated that Jesus was fake and therefore Peace and Love were also not real. It was a depressing and scary presentation, and I wondered why I was at this school. The boy to my right turned to me and asked me if I wanted to get away from this place with him. I nodded and during break, we escaped. He led me to a door around the back of the school, and when I went through it, I saw a scene where someone was skiing down a mountain on someone else. So, instead of skis, he was skiing on a person. The skier said, "Don't worry, we're almost there!" Then I woke up.

(I didn't realize it until I woke up, but the boy was the Face, again. He was a kid so I didn't recognize him in my dream, but when I woke up I realized the metal/rock suit was the same one he wore in the very first dream with him in it)





Clumsy Kestrel

I was with a group of my older classmates again, and we were sneaking into a large building at night. We were spying on some people who were having a meeting in the building. We were all leaning over a ledge, and I fell over it into the room with the people in it. Luckily, they didn't see or hear me, so one of my group members had to go and get me.

I woke up slightly, and when I fell back asleep, I dreamt that I was watching myself fall over the ledge. I may have even dreamed that I pushed myself.

July 25, 2014

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Train Delays

I was on a train in Germany with Zukin; we were going back and forth between two stations, though I can't remember why we were doing so. Between these two stations, there was a city where trains weren't allowed, so the line had to go around it, adding a half hour to the trip, because they also had to go slower while going around this city. Zukin was complaining about how long it was taking. There might have also been a delay of some sort...

We decided to go to the car that had a little cafe in it, and we ordered some Maultaschen and Potato Salad.





Hospital School

I was with my family just before I got my fall placement in a school... I was with them in a huge building with stone walls and stairs, except for the stairs to the basement, which were made of some high-end wood. We were wandering this building and I was actually supposed to be volunteering with one of my cohort-mates, K.O. She had found out about it and wanted a challenge. I can't remember exactly what we were ding, but it was a hospital's school. Now that I think about it, the stairs remind me a bit of the stairs at my old high school, but these were much fancier.

I was looking for my family, and when I found them, we all went to the very basement, which was this huuuuuuuge room. I could barely see to the other end of it. We were waiting for some sort of event for families to start; there were a bunch of other families waiting with us.





Beautiful Birds

I was at a bird sanctuary, learning about different kinds of birds. One of them was a sandy-yellow colored bird with green wings and a red chest. There were two; a male and female pair. The female really seemed to like me. She was flying around me and would come to land on my finger when I held it out. They had such beautiful, melodic calls.

The ranger there was telling us about how their camouflage was very selective. In a normal tree, the red showed. The ranger even said "And they couldn't camouflage on me, either, because I'm wearing khaki!" he mentioned something about how you wouldn't be able to hide them by throwing them at him? I dunno. He was a bit bonkers I think. But then the birds flew into this meadow-thing, and completely disappeared. I couldn't see where the heck they were, until they flew back out and the female landed on my finger again.

I was sad to hear that this pair was one of the last of its species; they were also very old and were almost at the end of their reproductive ages. The ranger had earlier showed me that every time the female came to land on my finger, I was supposed to put a stamp on a page, and now he told me the meanings of the stamps. They automatically changed to the "settings" of the bird every time she landed, and so the different stamps meant different things about her health. He showed me that the stamps I had made on the paper showed that she was getting old, and only had a few more years of reproductive abilities. I was supposed to look for signs of near-death :(

July 24, 2014

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Indoor Market

I was at a large indoor market; it was set up like a Goodwill or something, or even like a big market in Thailand; everything was all over the place, and it was like a maze. In the back, there was a room where you couldn't get past the entrance without a huge ad flashing across a screen in front of you. There was a mechanism that detected whenever a person entered. But actually, it detected the carts. I figured out that if you didn't roll a cart into the room, or if you rolled it in just right you could avoid the tracks that detected the wheels. So I was in this back room, ad-free, looking at the different school supplies that were for sale. They had all these fancy tools and equipment, and games and notepads and pens and all sorts of office supplies that teachers would need. It was awesome. They had plain-Jane ones as well as crazy-colorful-patterned ones.

I got a text from my mom, and left the room sadly (I didn't have any money so I couldn't buy any of the awesome things) and found my mom somewhere near the middle of the market. She was getting some brown eyeliner from her favorite brand. I liked the color, too, but when I looked at the package ingredients, I found it had Carmine, which I'm allergic to. So I couldn't use it.

We got in a car (it was a convertible like my mom's but it wasn't quite hers) and started driving home. The driver's side was on the right like a British car, but we were driving on American roads. I found out a teacher at the place I was working was following us (to be clear, this is a fictional character; I don't have a teaching job yet); he pulled up next to us at a stop light and invited us to his house. We accepted, and went to his house. One of my 3rd graders from the summer school was there. She was apparently his adopted daughter, or something? Hmmm. I remember that I had a crush on this teacher so I was talking to the girl about ways to win his heart. She liked me and wanted me to be her adopted mom, so she was helping me devise a plan.





Guys

All I remember from this one is that I was a guy, and I was making out with another guy |D





And the Kitchen Sink

I was in my kitchen, and there was some carrot peels in the drain, so I flipped the disposal switch. But nothing happened... There was that sound of gears being jammed, and so I turned it back off. I peered down the drain but couldn't see much, so I took out the whole sink to see what was wrong. I just lifted it up out of the counter. There was a giant chasm underneath the sink. But the disposal was supported up by the pipes and whatnot. I found out there was a big yellow pitcher in the disposal, so I lifted it out and tested the switch; it worked. I put the sink back in place, and did some dishes.

July 23, 2014

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Math Prof

I was at my house, but my house was rather strange; I remember the family room being very exaggeratedly large. I was with the whole family; extended as well as immediate. From both sides. It was crazy.

Then Tim, my "Math Teacher Teacher" (he's the one who teaches us Mathematical pedagogy so he's a teacher of math teachers: math teacher teacher) knocked on our door; we let him in, and then there was this huge huzzah over who he would nominate for a chance to ask him any question. He would chose one male and one female, and there would be a game-show. We could ask any question we wanted him to answer, but only one question. The winners were me (he chose me, but my cousin thought she was chosen; I was too embarrassed to say anything, but her mom did, so I got to go up) and my big brother. I got to go first, so when the microphone was passed to me, and there drumroll played, I asked the first question that came to mind: "Are you a member of the Squirrel Club?!"

He was not.





Splishy Splashy

(okay so I don't remember much of this and my handwriting is horrid, so I'll do the best I can...)

I was at home again, and there was a letter/package for me. It was basically a letter so large it was shipped as a package... It was a card about the length of my arm. My mom gave it to me, and I set it down somewhere to open it later, and went to watch TV.

There was some special program on TV, where we could register for some class, but I didn't register. IT didn't apply to me. So I started splashing water from one bowl into another bowl. I wasn't allowed to use a ladle or just pour the water; I had to splash as much of it as I could into the other bowl.

(in hind sight, it kinda reminds me of some kind of silly task they would have on Double Dare or one of those other silly Nickelodeon game shows (can I get a whut whut from all the 90s kids out there?))





Marriage

All I remember from this one is that Zukin texted me, telling me she was getting married because she was in love.

July 22, 2014

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Busing

I was at the Elementary school again, and it was time to get the kids on their buses at the end of the school day... except the kids were putting us on buses. One of the little girls in my class of rising 3rd graders for math was putting me on my bus, but I couldn't remember which bus I was supposed to get on. She didn't know either, and decided to just leave me all alone. It started raining really hard, and I ran underneath a structure on the playground. I found Q, A and E there, and asked them which bus I was supposed to get on. Well, more specifically, I asked "which bus does L get on? I'm on the same one."

Q hid behind A and said something like "how am I supposed to know?"

Then E said, "It's raining :D," and sat down on a bench under the structure. She crossed her legs, and said, "It's good because I'm left-footed."

(Don't ask me how that's supposed to make sense...)





(I screwed myself by taking a 4-hour nap today. It was so nice to sleep, but now it's past when I should be in bed, and I'm wide awake D: anyways, it was a mostly-dreamless sleep, except for this fragment)

Birch Forest

All I remember is being in a beautiful, sunny birch forest. I just stood there and looked. I may have sat down in the grass; there was something soft underneath me, I know that. It was so peaceful. I wouldn't mind going back there tonight.

July 21, 2014

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Nature Park

I was checking out at a convenience store or something, and the cashier was super friendly. She suggested a nature park for me to visit; it was about half an hour down the road from the store. I had nothing much to do, so I decided to visit. It was all on a mountain, and there were various themed paths up to the top. I passed a path that looked like it had been carved out of a rock-face. But it was closed for some reason; I assumed there was construction or something going on. I think it could have also been an avalanche. I went up the other way, and at the top was a courtyard and amphitheater-type-thing. There was also a beautiful view of the Big City.





Nature Park Again

(I woke up right after that dream, and checked the time; I still had a couple hours before my alarm would go off, so I smiled and fell back asleep while thinking about the dream I'd just had; When I fell asleep, I was abck in the nature park, but not lucid)

I was in front of the blocked off portion of the nature park again. But now it was opened again, and I took that way. I climbed up the switchbacks carved into the rock, admiring intricate patterns carved into the walls. At the top of the cliff, I could see the amphitheater not far away, and headed for it, but there was an animal in the way. I forgot what it was, because the dream didn't last much longer. Now that I think about it, I may have been half-lucid. But I'm not really sure.





Spirit of the Forest

I was with Zukin again, and we were walking around a national park. We found a path into a forest, which led to a scenic lookout of a famous tree. It was apparently the oldest free in the state (or country? I don't know. Maybe it was the last surviving tree of its species? Either way, it was a special tree), and as we walked, the path forked in four different directions. We looked for signs, and only found one that said "to Lookout" pointing all the way to the right. But we wanted to know where these other paths went, so we searched a little more for other signs. Eventually, we found a sign hidden underneath a bush and vines that said "to Caves."

That sounded fun. We took that path (it was the one furthest to the left) and after five minutes of walking, the path forked again, this time in five directions. There were no signs here, at least not at first. We figured there had to be a sign somewhere, so we looked hard again, and sure enough, there was another sign hidden under overgrown bushes and whatnot. We wondered how long it had been since anyone was on this path. Whereas the first main path to the lookout was well defined, this one was hard to see for the most part. We followed the path leading to "caves" and again came to a fork, this time with three choices. This time the sign was nowhere to be found, even after searching. We had to guess.

We took the path in the middle of the three, and after about half an hour, we came out of the forest and into an open area with scattered small trees in a field to our left, and a cliff to our right. There was a wall (about hip-high) with vines overgrown all over it. Across a canyon we could see the people at the lookout. We ducked behind the wall, just in case we weren't really supposed to be here. The path continued along the wall, and at the end, we could see the famous tree. We crawled behind the wall until we reached the tree; but before we got there, the path sloped down steeply while the wall continued at the same height. We were able to stand again as we descended, and then the path wrapped around the trunk of the tree and went underground, into the root system and winding around them. It was all rather magical.

But then we heard a rumbling, and I looked up. Dirt was falling from the ground above our heads, and we made our way out of the cave system below the tree. We hadn't gotten very far, so it was easy to get out. Once we were out, the rumbling stopped for a moment, but when I took another step away from the tree, it started again, and Zukin and I started running back up the path, away from the tree. It kept rumbling, louder and louder, and when we got around the winding path to the hill along the wall, we found that it was now almost perfectly vertical. There was no way to climb it...! But there was a vine.

"Climb up the vine!" Zukin called to me. She was already grabbing it and making her way up. I was a little scared, but I climbed nonetheless. We inched our way up the vine as the rumbling grew louder. We were behind the wall, so I wasn't worried about people seeing us now that they could probably hear the rumbling. When we reached the top, we sat against the wall along the cliff, looking to our right at the tree as it tipped away from us, and then the ground shook a little as the roots came out of the ground, destroying that series of tunnels we'd been in moments before.

"Oh SHIT..." I said. Now everyone would be looking over here, and we needed to get the fuck out of this place. We made our way along the wall, and about half-way to the forest, we met Harry Potter. He ran up to us and told us to run, because people were coming. He'd seen it all and wanted to help us escape. We ran behind him for a while, but then, around the corner where the wall turned, there was a Demonic Druid-type thing. It lunged after us, spitting toxic goo from it's eyes and mouth. Some of it hit Harry Potter, and he stumbled. Vines came out of the ground and wrapped around his legs and arms, pulling him all the way down to the ground.

"Harry!" I called, starting to run after him.

"Wait!" He yelled, and I stopped. Zukin ran up to me. "I can see it all now..." Harry continued. "They need a new guardian... that tree... it was the Forest's guardian, but now it's dead. It wasn't you, don't worry. It was just its time to go, and you happened to be there. They need a new guardian... I'll do it. I love this forest, so I'll be the new guardian. Soon a new tree will grow where I lay right now... It was be beautiful..." He had a warm smile on his face and his eyes were glossing over. We knew he was seeing something we never could. We nodded and bowed our heads, and the Demonic Druid thing stepped aside to let us pass.

We ran to the main trail and joined the crowd leaving.

Two years later, I was with Zukin in a bookstore, and we saw a new book about the "Tree Death and Harry Potter Disappearance" mystery. I chuckled a little and bought the book, and one for Zukin. We would have fun later reading all the conspiracy theories about the events of that day. I didn't know it then, but one of my classmates, T, was sitting in a corner of the bookstore, watching us. She was suspicious.

The next day, I was listening to Zukin playing the piano when T came up to me and started asking questions. I evaded them, and left to go on a walk. T and her partner (I think they were private investigators or something, hired to find Harry Potter) followed me, and when I went down the path to the lookout, they confronted me again.

"So you were there that day?" She said to me.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know what happened to Harry, don't you?"

I shrugged. She came over to me and got all close and in my space. I used my forearm to shove her gently away. "If you really want to know what happened that day, why not just try exploring a bit? That's what I did that day."

I left, and they stood there. Now I was viewing the dream third person. I watched as T and her partner went down the same paths Zukin and I had gone down two years before. They came out of the forest and into the field with the wall and cliff to the right, and saw Harry Potter. His eyes were still in the same glossed-over position as they had been when Zukin and I left, but now they followed T and her partner as they approached. The vines which had pulled him down that day had grown thicker and woodier than they had been. They had fused together for the most part. All that was visible of Harry was his face and some of his left shoulder. He was pale blue.

T started to run toward Harry, but vines came up and grabbed her foot. She looked to her partner for help, but he also had vines crawling up his leg. Suddenly, he started to move forward, speaking in a strange language. When T didn't respond, he spoke again, in English. "Leave now. Do not ever come back."

T struggled to get free, but she couldn't. The Demonic Druid from before materialized from the ground, and spat goo at both T and her partner. Her partner was unaffected because he was under control, but T's skin started to burn, and she screamed.

The Druid looked at her partner, tilted its head, and raised its hand. The man was released from the control, and he looked around. "Hey, it's Harry!" He called, smiling bright. "T, look, it's Harry!" He looked around, saw T, but didn't see anything else, because he was shot in the face with toxic goo. He screamed and slowly fell to the ground as well, and then all was silent. The Druid sank back into the ground.





Sex On The Beach

(I woke up to my alarm at 6:30, but had a migraine :( After emailing my professors and the people I usually drive to school, I got back in bed and tried to fall back asleep before the pain got too bad)

I had a false awakening on a beach. I was on a beach towel, in my swimsuit. I sat up, looked around. The sky was blue, and the sand was warm underneath my towel. Behind me, grass-covered dunes rose along the shore. There wasn't a single person in sight, and I smiled, laying back down.

Spoiler for NSFW:

Then I heard the sound of footsteps, and looked up. A man was walking along the beach toward me. I don't really remember everything that led up to what happened next, but suddenly he was leaning over me and kissing my neck. He kissed all the way down my stomach, taking off my bikini top as he passed it. Then he was kissing my lips and his trunks were coming off. I slid out of my bikini bottom, too. He was strong; he lifted me up off the towel and sat up so he was kneeling, and he guided me down on top of his throbbing manhood. (like this, just he was on his knees instead of sitting on his butt)

It was... intense. Neither of us said a single thing through it all. He kissed (more like licked) like all over my body. He bit me playfully a few times, too. When we were done, he laid me back down on the beach towel and stood up, walking to the water and standing with his feet in the water for a while.

He looked back at me and grinned, said something in a singsong voice (I can't remember what it was; I was still a little dazed from the experience), and I realized: He was the Face, and that meant I must be dreaming. I looked down at my hands; two thumbs on my right hand. I was dreaming. I stared at the Face for a while, wondering what to ask him. I was oddly unshy about what had just happened, and neither was he. But I didn't expect he would be shy about something like that, considering he'd pretended to be about to rape me in another dream.

(I drew the Face, btw... this is about what he looks like, anime-fied: The Face ... Ignore my wonky hand-drawing skillz)

"You going to tell me your name yet?" I asked.

"Not this time, either~" He said, and looked back out over the water.

"So why are you here?" I stood up and walked to the water.

"Just came to see you." He said, smirking over at me.

"So sex but no answers for me?" I was a little annoyed. Not that I was complaining...

"I never said I wouldn't answer any of your questions. Ask away."

"Who are you?"

He grinned as if he had known I would ask that first. "I am what you make of me."

I rolled my eyes. "Why are you so unlike any of the other characters in my dreams?"

He looked me right in the eyes this time. "Why do you think?" Was all he would say, and then I felt the dream destabilizing. I reaching out to touch his arm to stabilize myself, but he backed away, grinning as he vanished with the rest of the dream, and I woke up.

July 20, 2014

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On a random note, you know how sometimes you drift off to sleep and see random images... Zukin and I had spent the weekend camping, and just before falling asleep Saturday night, I had a vision of an ostrich doing a backflip. Except it was like a piece of paper with an ostrich drawn on it pinned to a board and spun around.




I Lost Them

Zukin was in my cohort, and in my teaching group. I was in the class with the students and teaching partners, and I had to go to the bathroom. When I got back to the classroom, everyone was gone, and I spent the rest of the dream searching the school, trying to find them.




They Took the FOOD

I got back to my apartment, and noticed that my sliding door was open. I went inside, and searched around, paranoid that something had been stolen. It seemed that everything was in order, and then I got hungry and went to the fridge to find something to eat. I opened the door.... It was completely empty. They stole all the food. And cleaned the fridge; it was all wiped down and spotless. But empty. I was so mad. I waited for M.M, a classmate of mine, to get home. She was apparently my roommate. So was a random Asian guy from Zukin's coop. I showed M.M. the fridge and we were all //jaw-drop THE FOOOODDDDD.

We checked the cabinet as well, and most of it was there, but all of the "ready-made" meals were gone. M.M. turns to me and says, "They took all the easy things to make." With a deductive nod of her head. We shook our heads in disgust.




Boardwalk

I was with Zukin on a boardwalk of some sort. I had to go find my cohort-mates and ask about something, since we were on an assignment. When I got back to Zukin and the boardwalk, I walked under it, and Zukin said that my head was supporting it really well, and made the boardwalk stiff (she said it in an if you know what I mean sort of way, of course) Then we started lifting up all the boards and found three layers of graded papers underneath the wood. We collected the papers and walked to the car, which was parked a few meters away from the entrance of the boardwalk. We left the parking lot and then, as I was stopped at a light, Zukin got out of the car and started frolicking through the traffic.

July 19, 2014

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I woke up super early and remembered a dream or two, but didn't feel like writing them down, and had forgotten them by the time I woke up for reals. All I remembered is that Dizzy (my stuffed dog) had become GIANT.

July 18, 2014

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I was in a house with a few other people, but I don't remember who they were. The house was falling apart because of a huge tornado that had come through and almost killed us. The stairs, which had been completely ripped out during the storm, leaving splintered boards in the wall, were replaced with a ladder (I blame this on a book I had one of my students read to me. It was about going up and down stairs and ladders haha). The hall that the stairs had led to, which ran along the wall, was made of extremely weak boards placed across the opening where the floor had been. It looked a little bit like the side of the bathhouse in Spirited Away. I needed to get to a door at the end of those boards, and so I climbed the ladder just fine, but when I took a step out onto the weak boards, they broke and I fell through the the ground below. I stopped to think, and while I was contemplating strategies, I saw the man who had set up the ladder go up and walk across the board while holding the hand-rail. I had an idea, and tried again; I got up the ladder and stood at the start of the boards. I held the hand-rail and put most of my wheight on it while stepping on the boards. I made sure to keep my hands on the rail all the time, supporting just enough of my weight so that the boards could hold the rest. I finally made it to the door, opened it, and was in a kitchen-like room with a white linoleum floor. To my right was a hallway with about four doors on each side. I turned to my left and suddenly there was this creepy-ass woman standing right there, staring at me. She had on an apron, handkerchief around her hair, and held a ladle in her left hand.

"U-uhm. Hello..." I stammered.
"Who are you?" She demanded.
"I'm ---'s friend...!" (I said the name of someone who was downstairs, who had told me to come up here, though I forget who it was. I remember that it was a guy, though)
The woman was suddenly all peachy. "Ohh, a friend of his? Why didn't you say so?" She led me to a door on the other side of the room, which led to a loft-type thing looking over the living room, where my friend stood. He waved up to me and said, "Mom, are you bothering her?"
The woman waved the ladle and denied it. "I'm going to show her my ---s" (she called them something, but I can't remember hat they were called)
My friend laughed and said to me, "Oh, you're in for a treat! She only shows them to people she likes!"
I was still a little creeped out by the woman, but followed her back into the linoleum room, and she led me to what looks like a fridge that was right next to the door I'd come in through before. When I got closer, I realized it was a series of cages of some sort, and out of it the woman took a handful of these little creatures; about half the size of a hedgehog, and covered in what looked like little rocks and sticks. They were like a pokemon! I played with one of them for a while, and wanted to keep it, but gave it back to the woman when she put them all back into the cages. Apparently, these were prize-winning what-ever-they-weres. She took them to shows and they won Best In Show every time. I felt honored to have gotten to play with them. The woman told me that on Pine Day (a holiday for my street apparently) I could carry one around with me all day as a treat.

July 17, 2014

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Math Test and Hot Dogs

I was taking a math test at the elementary school... I hadn't studied at all and had been dozing off too much in class, so I was completely unprepared. During the lesson, my back and neck were hurting, and so I was doing contortions, bending back in my chair so my forehead touched the ground, making my toes touch my head under the desk. One of my classmates and some random weird guy noticed and started staring at me. During the break just before the test, I went outside and started walking around. I saw one of my old friends with a girl, and they were holding hands. I followed them for a little bit, but then had to go back inside for the test; I almost got locked out because I didn't have my school ID to swipe at the lock (even though it wouldn't work IRL anyways lol). But there was someone going in right behind me, and they warned me to bring the card next time.

As I reached my seat, my teacher, Tim, was saying something about how we were all a team, and so we couldn't start until everyone was there. At first I thought he was referring to me, but then I noticed a few other people were missing, too. They had gone outside, too. About five minutes later, they came in and apologized; they had gotten locked out, as well. It seemed like all of our student ID cards were out of date now, or had been turned off somehow.

Tim passed out the test and we all took it. I don't remember actually taking it, but I remember turning it in and then going back outside. I walked around the school more, and saw the friend and his girl from before, and followed them some more. I called him over at some point, and talked to him for a bit, and then someone called the girl over, so they were split for a while. I took my friend and walked around with him because I had a crush on him. I almost kissed him, but decided not to, because he'd looked happy with that other girl. I told him to wait somewhere and went to find his girl, and told her where he was waiting for her.

Suddenly it was very snowy. I think the dream was blending into a different one, because the location was different, but I saw a fire hydrant on a corner that I'd seen on the first walk-around, before the test. I went to inspect it, as it was now covered in snow, and realized it wasn't a fire hydrant anymore. It was a group of about 7 people all huddled under a tarp or burlap of some sort, which was piling up with snow, faster than would ever be natural. They all looked out at me, and I asked them why they were under the tarp. The main supporter of the tarp said they were experimenting with something, and I turned away.

I was now on a pedestrian mall. The people under the tarp had walked away, leaving a bare spot of pavement which soon got completely covered with snow, as if they had never been there. The row of shops behind me all looked rather antique. I heard a honk, and looked up; my mom and dad were there to pick me up, and I waved and smiled, having expected them. I was now fully in the other dream. The snow fell and the wind howled. It was a blizzard.

I got into the car, and shook off my hair, even though no snow had accumulated on me, oddly. I peered over at where I'd been standing, and saw an old, crotchety man come out of the building directly behind where I'd been. He wasn't wearing much, just pants and an undershirt, but he didn't seem to be cold, even through the blizzard. A passing man in a thick coat threw a pack of papers unceremoniously at the crotchety man's door; a delivery. The man grumbled and picked up the papers, walking up and down the street a bit and complaining to the wind and snow and buildings, anything that would listen.

My dad started driving, and commented on how bad the weather was. I scoffed and said, "Oh, this is nothing."

After a few more blocks, dad continued, "Oh, and we just bought a Fridge. A round fridge."
"What...?"
"For the hot dog place." Mom said.
"Again, what are you talking about...?"
Dad explained: "We bought an old hot dog establishment. It was the original in a small local chain, but closed years and years ago. The location's perfect, though." So they were going to restart this hot dog place...

We turned right, and as we drove, the weather gradually got more summery, and it also got slightly darker. We arrived at the Hot Dog Place and got out of the car to meet some family friends. By now, it was almost sunset and comfortably warm, but not too hot. The storefront was round, and the building was looking pretty neglected. Mom and dad had a lot of work to do here. The round fridge was neatly in a corner inside, all shiny and new amidst all the dilapidation.

We all went on a walk, heading along a road parallel with the beach (did I forget to mention this was fairly close to a shore-line?). Not too far from the Hot Dog Place, I saw a huuuuuuge colorful sphere. It was a huge 3D trampoline-type thing with tunnels and whatnot. There were basically two spheres; and inner sphere and an outer sphere, and between the two spheres was a series of tunnels and obstacles. I wanted to play on it so fudging badly. I asked mom and dad if it was alright if I left them, and they thought it would be fine, since they weren't going much further anyways. I scrambled into the giant, rainbow sphere, and so did the daughter of my parents' family friends. She stays near the entrance, a little more tentative than I am; I am already climbing up to a tunnel entrance near the very top of the sphere. I notice that the walls are a bit elastic, and hold onto the wall while pushing off and up from it. I grab onto a handle at the very peak of the sphere, and start to bounce between the two spots I was holding onto. I looked down, and then let go of the wall, pushing off from the very top. I just barely reach the bottom of the sphere, and grab a handle there, as well. So now I am bouncing between the top and bottom of the sphere, and it's great fun, but I soon level out a little below the center of the sphere. I was a little scared to let go of the top because it was such a large sphere that I was fairly high up, but I also didn't want to let go of the bottom and be stuck at the very top, so I let go and bounced off the bottom a few times before settling. I asked the other girl if it was possible to rent one of these things for an event or something, and she said "maybe, but probably not one this big."




Sex Tape

I was with my aunt, in my Oma's basement; we were watching a youtube video on the TV downstairs. The video was basically a sex tape starring one of my friends from a class last year.




Scandal

I was with my cohort at a Botanical Garden/Water-Park/Hands On Museum for Adults (a place I've dreamed of before). They were having a special night for to-be-teachers, with a free open bar. So we were all drinking and such. Things got really... interesting. In my dream, D (the only guy in the cohort) brought his girlfriend, who was faceless, and I was so jealous of her. I kept hanging around D and getting him more drinks and such. At some point, he wanted me to take his camera and take a picture of him doing something or other. I thought I took three pictures, and told him, but he only saw two, and so we were sitting next to each other at a table, and he was leaning on me, showing me the camera and how there were only the two pictures. I was feeling very victorious, but then he got up and started hugging his girlfriend. I was going to try to hook up with him anyways. I was so bad.

July 16, 2014

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Night Gas Run

I was in my van, at a fairly sprawling gas station. The kind you'd find right off the highway, with at least 20 pumps and plenty of space between them. My car was parked in a large lot right next to the pumps, alongside the small store. I was with the people from my cohort again, and we were all driving out to some school. It was dark out; I think very early morning. My cousin was also there, as well as my brothers. I was sitting in the car with them, talking about something or other, and I had to move spots for some reason. As soon as I moved, things went all chaotic and it was difficult to find a new spot because people suddenly decided to all try moving at once.



Pizza

I was in a class, and the teacher had gotten us all pizza. There was tons of it, and lots of bottles of pop. I know for sure that Zukin and Stussy were there, and a few people from my cohort. When class was over, I was helping people collect the bottles from the pop, because I wanted to return them for the deposit. Stussy was helping me and talking about how much pizza he'd eaten, and I vaguely wondered why he was there, since I have never had a class with him before. But I didn't think it was odd enough to realize I was dreaming : /



Fragment: Phone Thief

I only know that just before waking up at 4 AM with a jolt, I had my phone in my left hand, and someone bumped into me, jolting my phone out of my hand. I think the person was trying to take my phone. I don't remember hat I was doing just before that.



Fragment: Elementary

I was at the school I intern at, helping the kids get off the buses in the morning and talking to them, though I don't remember what I talked to them about.

July 15, 2014

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I don't remember any dreams, again D:
I had vague impressions of fragments when I woke up, but had forgotten them already by the time I was awake enough to write them down.

July 14, 2014

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During the night, I only have vague impressions that I had a clip-board. I have no idea why or even what the clip-board was like.



Then I took a 1.5 hour nap at 4:00, after my yet-again-long day as a teaching intern, and had this dream:

I was at the elementary school in which I am an intern for summer classes, and we were all in our class after the kids had left. Most of my actual cohort-mates were there, but a few of them were replaced with guys (IRL there's only one guy in the cohort). I was aiming for one of them, and hoping that another of them would end up with one of my friends (we'll call this other one George for now, since he comes in later).

The day was done and I decided to take a nap before heading home; so I curled up in one of the empty classrooms and dreamed that I was a prostitute on my first night on the job. When I woke up, I was thinking that I needed some money, and being a prostitute wouldn't be all that bad, anyways. So I went down the street to the Prostitution Center (which doesn't exist IRL) and asked to fill out a form to apply for work.

The secretary there didn't seem to like me; she noticed the hours I was logging in as "previous experience" and made some snide comment that I don't quite remember. She also noticed my class ring and rolled her eyes. Part of the job was that we had to lift three boxes of supplies per day, at the main building; they received shipments daily of things like condoms, kinky roleplay outfits, and silk and lace. Just before I was going to get taken on a tour of the facilities, I heard the beeping of a truck backing up, and then a few men came in with said boxes, placing them at the door. Two scantily clad women walked in on stilettos and each lifted a box, taking them beep inside the building. I saw those high heels and panicked for a moment.

"I'm not going to have to wear those heels, am I? I'll die, or kill a client or something."
The secretary shook her head, and led me to a door behind the counter. She opened it, and I followed her into a large factory-like room with concrete floors and tape lines to guide people and machinery. I didn't ask what they did in this room, but I assumed it was some fantasy- or fetish-room, for men who liked that sort of thing. The secretary pointed to another door on the opposite side and paused to inspect something or other. I went to the door, and opened it, holding it open and waiting for the secretary. I think she warmed up to me with that. She thanked me and we continued with the tour. The new room was an office-building; cubicles and photocopiers in dark corners and a whole row of boss's offices, doors shut and blinds pulled. Another fetish-room?

We exited that room into the open. There was another building in the business, so we would take the company's advertizing vehicle there. It was a dump-truck. But the bed of the dump-truck was a huge mattress (I didn't realize how hilariously punny that was until I woke up and texted Zukin about it, HAHAHA). The secretary gestured for me to hop into the bed, while she got into the cockpit. I felt vulnerable and exposed on the mattress, and to my horror, we were going to pass the school to get to the other building. I tried to hide my face, especially when I saw that some of the kids were actually still there, waiting for parents or perhaps a late bus. One of the kids was one of my rising 3rd graders, and I prayed she wouldn't see me. It was then that I decided that I probably shouldn't be a prostitute, because I was going to be a teacher, and it wouldn't look good.

As we approached the T-intersection where we'd turn right, I noticed a bit of a jam; the bus had gotten there, but the road was being blocked by a sudden accident, and the bus was having to get out of the jam by going around the left edge of the road, behind the trees which separated the road from a large drop (apparently we were on a high hill). I was impressed by this feat of maneuvering on the bus-driver's part, but I waved to the secretary and asked, "Sooo... What if I decided I don't really want to do this anymore?"

She just smiled and turned right, as if heading to the other building, but turned around in the driveway of the school, and dropped me off at the main building again. "So can we just go back in there and shred this application? Those hours I logged were a dream, anyways." I asked, glad that she understood.

"No problem. I'll do it for you even, so you don't have to go back in." I handed her the application, which I'd torn in half, and smiled.

"Thanks!"

She honked goodbye and drove off into the industrial parking lot of the main building. Since I didn't have my car, I went to the nearest bus stop, and as I walked, the world slowly shifted into an anime-ish world. A few of my cohort-mates were sitting at the bus stop when I got there. Apparently they had also just decided not to be prostitutes. We all started gossiping about the guys in our class. "So, George, right? He should totally be with *insert name of freind (not sure which one it was haha)*, right?" I said, and the other two looked at me, incredulous.

"Dude, no. He totally has a crush on you. It's pretty obvious." One of them said.

"What? Noooo." I laughed and shook my head.

"No, really. He watches you a lot, actually. You should tap that. He's got the looks AND the personality."

I thought about George, and smiled a little. He was pretty handsome... I decided to switch my target to him, and hope that my friend got with my original target.

Then I woke up because Zukin texted me (haha! It was right before my alarm was going to go off anyways, though)

July 13, 2014

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Bikeride

I was with my family, and we were coming back home from yet another vacation (my subconscious seems pretty fixated right now). Mom and dad drove in the car, but my brothers and I all took bikes. So we left a lot earlier than mom and dad. We rode through a park, but that's all I remember.




Some Famous Pool

I was with my bothers again, plus a few of my friends (Zukin was there). We were all visiting this famous pool. There were all sorts of protocols we had to go through before we were allowed to enter the pool; we had to shower like three times, get tests done, and I think there was some anti-radiation chamber we had to go in, too. When we got out to the pool, it was crowded, but we found a spot in a corner of it, near a section that had been roped off for a reserved party of people.




Military Training

I was with Zukin, taking a tour of some military training camp for teens. We entered a huge gym from a courtyard... In the center of the huge gym was a climbing tower that looked like a crane or something, at a slight angle. Teens were climbing up it on all four sides. They didn't have harnesses or anything.




Shit that's a BEAR!

I was with my family, somewhere in the mountains. We had been visiting with my grandpa, who happened to have a cottage in some small mountain town (I think my dream grandpa has houses all over the place lol)

My dad and brothers and I go on a hike through the mountains, and we take along a special phone that will track our progress and time how long it took us to get to certain parts of the trail and back home. The plan was for mom and her group to do the same thing, but they forgot to turn it on when they went.

On the last day of our stay there, we all went for one last hike. We took the car to the starting point of the hike, and on the way, I saw a male and female wild boar, rummaging in the grass for bugs or whatever it is they eat. Then, we passed a vegetable field, and I noticed a male wild boar. Then I saw a man in the field, and I was thinking, Oh, shit, that guy must be terrified... run, guy, run!

And then the boar saw the man, and started charging him. I was scared for the man, but instead of running, he just stands there. Or so it seems. I soon see him lifting up in the air, and I 'realize he's using his feet against two sturdy poles to climb upwards, to a height where the boar can't reach him. Then, it got amazing: He got higher, and I noticed a trolly-type handle, which he grabbed, and zoomed across the field, toward the road where we were driving. He jumped from the first trolly to another one that ran along the road, and zoomed right beside our car. He looked in and winked at us, and I noticed he was wearing patchy clothing, but didn't realize it was The Face until I woke up later (I really should know I'm dreaming whenever I see him, by now. Goodness).

I was amazed by all this, and turned to my brothers, asking if they had gotten it on video so we could put it on yuotube, because I knew no one would believe me if I just told them what happened. But nobody had caught it on tape, and I was sad.

When we parked by the trailhead, we got out of the car and wandered up the trail a bit to a spot overlooking the road, near a stream. The trail continued into a heavily forested area, Lots of pine trees and some birch and maple and ash trees, too. It was an odd mixture of all sorts of trees. We all stopped here to gather our supplies and set a schedule and get ready, but dad forgot something in the car, and left, saying he'd be right back. I wandered a bit, looking at the small things like plants and bugs and tree bark. I stood for a while on a large, flat, rocky area at the bank of the stream (which may have been more like a small river, actually). There were some boulders and one tree to my right as I faced the water, and the forest and the mountain to my left. I heard mom and my little brother talking, and went to see what they were looking at:

"Look, it's a rabbit!" said my mom. I looked and saw what she must have been talking about: There was a rustling in some bushes below us, and It did look like it could be a rabbit, but something was off. I saw spiny things, and thought maybe it was a porcupine, but when I looked closer, I realized it was a baby bear.

"Oh shit, that's a BEAR!" I whispered as frantically as I could. I looked around, and saw the mother nearby, closer to us than the baby bear was. I pulled them back slowly. My big brother was saying, "To the river, to the river...!" But I was thinking that if bears fished in rivers like these, would we really be any safer there? We looked around for dad, but we couldn't see him, and I hoped he was still at the car. Then there was a strange, repeated noise that I can't even describe. It continued until I woke up a few seconds later, and I could still hear it when I opened my eyes.

July 12, 2014

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Minecraft IN SPACE

I was living in a Minecraft-like world; It wasn't blocky like Minecraft, but you could build whatever you want and such, like a sandbox type game (such as Minecraft). Except there was the option to play with an extra dimensional world, where you could spawn in space and find planets to build on. It was pretty mind boggling.



So I was inside this game, and I had started off on a medium-sized asteroid. It was longer than it was wide, so I used four "sides" along the rod-like (read: phallic) asteroid to build four "sets" where stories could be acted out. The first "set" was for a tragic love story, where the husband dies in the house. The second involved a cat that didn't want to get down from on top of a piece of furniture. The third I can't remember, and the fourth was a horror-suspense where a woman's husband goes crazy and goes on a murder rampage, killing her, their dog, and their child, and some of the neighbors. He stored them all in their fridge.

So, I had used up all the space on this asteroid, and so I jumped off from one edge, because I had spotted a smaller asteroid nearby. I built a small star-base on that one, and left a tracking device on it so I could find it later. And then I pushed off from it in a random direction, and floated through space for what seemed like a really long while and an instant at the same time.

Eventually, I found a good sized planet (I assumed it was my normal dream world, but I am not sure). I landed on it in a large field that stretched as far as I could see. Everything is all good; I meet some cool people, and build a nice little house for myself as I search for new resources, but then I figure out that I can't jump with enough force to escape the gravity of this planet. And so I would never be able to see my original creation again, and would have to stay on this world forever. I was saddened by that; even though it was nothing much, I was sentimental about my first creation.

I eventually fell in love with one of the men I had met on this planet, and life seemed to be okay. Then one day, there was a huge asteroid impact, and then another one: It turned out that my original asteroid and the mini star-base had collided with another space object, setting their trajectories on a collision-course with this planet. The horror-story set was destroyed when the asteroid landed, but everything else was well intact. I was so happy, and ended up acting out one of the sets with the man I had fallen in love with. We were in the first set, but we chose a different story; a school romance (lol, someone has been reading too much manga!)

I was a student and he was my teacher, and we had a forbidden mutual love. The classroom was set up so that there was one room for the teacher, and another, larger, room for the students. The wall dividing them had holes used for communication. Each student had a section of the wall and a number of holes they used to stick their comments and questions through to the teacher on the other side. We were using it to send secret love notes.




The Most Beautiful Man in Existence

I was a student at an elite almost-all-girls school. I had a crush one of my male classmates, who just happened to be Yato from Noragami. I may have been Hiyori (the girl in that picture), but I don't remember. Anyways. The school uniform was orange jumpsuits. We all looked like prisoners. Or Chell.

The dream spanned many days (at least half of a school year) and I switched characters quite often; I was Yato for some part of it, I was a series of their friends, and one of the teachers at some point, too. By the time I was near the end of the dream, I was the best friend of the first me. Somewhere in the middle of my cycle of characters, I had been showing a picture of some famous photographer to my friends (one of which was the first me), and this guy was apparently the "Most Beautiful Man In Existence" (MBME). He wore black shiny-ish clothes, with lots of belts and buckles, and his face was always covered by a DSLR camera in the pictures, so I was skeptical. The first me was fawning over him, which made Yato-me jealous by the time I was him.

When I was the last-me, first-me's best friend, there were rumors going around school that MBME was transferring to our school. I was scowly and upset by this, thinking the first-me would fall for him instead of Yato, who was by now her boyfriend. I didn't want this MBME to get in the way of their love, and so I was all pissy about him coming to our school. I was with first-me and our friends, and she was going all gagga over the fact that he was coming here, and so I got exasperated and left to walk around outside and get some fresh air. I decided to run laps around the building, but as I rounded the corner to the front of the building, I saw a line of cars coming up the driveway of the school, from both directions (it was a two-entry half-circle type driveway). I assumed it was the new MBME. As if on cue, MBME got out of the car in the front of one of the lines, and it was just like an anime, where the roses and sparkles are in the background. He really was the most beautiful man in existence. But I shook my head to clear it, and got angry at myself. I saw a woman get out of the car behind him, probably his mom, and I did my best to look as delinquent-y and unlady-like as possible, hoping his mom would see the jail-bird-ish uniform and my behavior, and think everyone in the school was like that, and would take her son out of the school.

But I woke up before anything else happened.




Girl Crushes and Doughnuts

I was in a big mansion with a group of girls. We were all classmates, I think, and we were all on a trip together. They were all jealous of me because I was best friends with the beautiful, popular girl who everyone admired. Some of the girls even had crushes on her. And so they all basically hated me.

We were all staying in this mansion overnight, and I was in the same room as the popular best friend, and there was also a box of mini-doughnuts in our room. During the night, random girls kept sneaking in to steal doughnuts so they could give them to the beautiful best friend in the morning. Eventually I got tired of this, since my bed was right next to the door, and I grabbed all the doughnuts and hoarded them under my blankets, and locked the door.




Magical Rape

I wasn't any character in this dream; I merely watched the scene. I was watching from a corner of the living room in a house; a woman was cleaning and such. Then a little boy, her son, came in, soaking wet and looking mentally defeated. His mother gasped and ran to his side, but he brushed past her and continued on to his room. Then I was in his room, and he stood at his writing desk. His mother appeared in the doorway, asking what was wrong, and then she saw a toy (it was like a top, but not quite a top. IT was yellow with red and blue and green patterns at the handle of it) directly between the boy's legs. She looked horrified, but when she checked for blood on his pants, was relieved to see that there was none. But the boy merely said "It's different..."

The mother looked aghast at him, shaking her head. "No... it can't be...!"

The boy took of his pants and (here it gets really weird and I don't know what the heck my subconscious was on) turned, revealing black patterns extending from his anus. They were magical marks, signs of a curse. Then the POV zoomed in on that and went up the boy's ass.... Like I said, weird, and I don't know why the heck I dreamed it.