Linkzelda's Dream Journal

03.15.2012

Laundromat & Coin Machine, Girl in a Pure White Dress, Tutor, Lizard (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Laundromat & Coin Machine

I'm inside some random laundromat, and I'm waiting for a vacant washing machine to put my clothes in. After waiting for a few minutes, I see one machine is almost done, and the person next to it, I'm assuming it's their clothes.

What made me assume it was almost done was hearing it do a Final Rinse, and everything sounded light, so once it stopped, I immediately opened it and then moved back quickly. The person was looking at me in a "okaaaaaaay?" face.

It was as if I was trying to portray to them that I was pissed that they're taking so bloody long to realize their clothes are finished, but it ended with me just holding it back when I quickly moved back; it was sort of a non-violent aggressive attempt that ended with a few seconds of feeling ashamed.

Since it would take some time for this person to take OUT their clothes, I decided that I should going ahead and convert the cash in my hand into quarters for the machines. I walk through this aisle of machines, ignoring all the people's facial structures, and I go towards the coin machine in the aisle right of me.

From here, I'm not sure the order of what happened, but I'll just mention what I think went on at first.

I try to put some cash (paper money) inside the machine, and it ends up printing out this paper of useless information that I can't remember. I'm wondering what the hell is this crap is, and so in response to this random printing, I chew on the paper and form it into a ball.

Then when it's finally formed into a ball, I get a pair of scissors, I don't know where they came from, but they appear in my hand. I believe it was purple with some white inside the holes to put your finger in, which would make sense since I have a purple one in my apartment. (I guess it was easier for my mind to use that association for it to manifest a scissors without me knowing of it).

It felt kind of funny trying to cut up the balled up paper saturated with my spit and everything, but I don't blame myself for doing it, it was my fear of certain information that could've been about me that I wanted to cut up into pieces, since I have a slight fear with receipts or papers that go to the trash, but could contain information about my debit card or something like that.

I continue cutting up the balled up and wet paper, and I really try to cut this thing into small little pieces, then after a while, I just give up and throw the rest of it in the trash that is conveniently placed next to the coin machine.

I put in $5 in the machine, and I have a cup in my hand that resembles the same small and transparent rice measuring cup that I use for storing the coins in waking lief. (don't worry I clean the cup when I'm going to make rice in real life )

I hear the machine jingling and moving stuff inside a little, and the coins come out through the small semi-circular dome that's upside down to contain the coins. I get the coins with my left hand, and then I realize I have the rice measuring cup in my hand, and I put them in there.

Then I put another $5 in the machine, but it doesn't accept it, and it comes back out. I look at the money, and I didn't really pay attention too much in this non-lucid, but the face on the dollar was Benjamin Franklin instead of Andrew Jackson.

I was so irritated by the machine not accepting this cash that I didn't bother to check that I'm really trying to put $100 or a $5 bill with the wrong face on it. I also realized that the paper money came out with the face facing towards me.

So I decide to flip it around to where the face is a away from me, and the machine finally accepts it. I don't know if I got the coins out of the machine, but I think I shift my attention towards a random DC that has their top region naked.

The person looked like they came out of an Anime or something, then they turn around to me, and I see that it's Tobi from Naruto Shippuden. I don't know what I'm asking of him, but the conversation was pretty quick, maybe just me trying to know something and moving on with my path in this dream.

Dream 2: Girl in a Pure White Dress

I'm in an environment that feels like it's near my apartment complex. It's daytime, and the weather seems calm, the clouds seem just fine, perfect weather in fact. I don't know what I'm riding, it feels like I'm riding a car, but at the same time I feel like I'm riding my bicycle since it's my primary mode of transportation to get somewhere in College Station.

I come up to the end of the road that I'm on, I look left and right for any incoming cars, and I have to move a little bit more since there were a few cars left and right that were blocking even my peripheral vision and direct vision as well.

I move up, and I look on left side again, without looking at the right side again, and I continue to move forward to where I go into this somewhat run down area. I try to find somewhere to park the bicycle I'm on. (I know it's my bicycle now because I remember I'm not really steering any kind of wheels)

The reason why it takes a while for me to find a place to park because in my mind, I feel lik I'm driving a car, but I know I'm riding a bicycle, so I should've looked for bicycle racks to lock my bike near to.

I try to pay attention to these empty parking spaces, because some look like they're reserved only for the people who live around this area, and I didn't want to get the bicycle towed (LOL bicycle being towed...LOL).

I go a little bit further and see there's some spot that says "Medium-sized Vehicles," and these vehicles really were medium sized, in fact, if I were to get close to them, they would only reach up to near the top level of my crotch region.

I go to this area, and I get ready to lock my bike. I get the key out, and then I realize where the heck is the actual locking mechanism for the key to lock the bike.

I search my backpack, and I move around my hand like I'm picking a random piece of paper in a magician's hat or something instead of actually using my eyes to see what's inside. I feel the bicycle lock (it's one of those with a small locking container with thick wires covered in black and flexible plastic material to wrap around the wheel of your bike) and lock my bicycle.

Paying attention to my peripheral vision, I see three random guys sitting down near where I am, and they're just chilling. They're talking about something, and I'm looking over at one dude for a while for some odd reason, but then I noticed he had a Zune HD in his hand.

I was going to get into a conversation about how he has a Zune HD, and mention that I have one as well. In fact, I was just about to engage in this predictable conversation with this DC, but immediately, a girl in a pure white dress comes in out of nowhere.

She obviously needs help, and she's asking me where some place is, I believe she asked where is room 208 located at.

Because she came in at a time where I was just developing a thought process, I told her in a rushed voice, "Don't worry, I'll show you where it is."

She pauses, and I can feel her shy and surprised state of mind, because it seemed she was asking the guys instead of me. I was going to start my conversation with the guy with the Zune HD, but I stopped and decided to walk along with this female in this elegant white dress.

My image of her dress wasn't too vivid, but I know it was a white dress, and everything else was vivid to me. I continue walking with her, and I asked her again if it was Room 206 or 208.

Then I realized she was talking about my Political Science Class 206, but she said she's looking for 208 since she already took 206. After that, I showed her to the room 208, and it just so happens that this is the room that I'm going to apparently.

As we're walking down the steps to find our seats in the somewhat large lecture room, I could feel her trying to develop something to say to me as a means to thank me for helping her.

So she started out by putting her hand in front of me to shake. I believe she said her name was Rosie (I didn't ask for her to spell it out unfortunately), and she's really happy for me helping her.

I responded by shaking her hand and telling her, "I'm Brandon, it's nice to meet you." I thought she was going to go further to the front seats with me, seeing as it's probably her first time in this room.

But a friend calls her by the name of "Angie," and she hears her and goes near her. I was going to go further to the front row, but I decided to try and sit one seat below her row by sitting at seat at the edge of the row.

There was a person one seat to the right of where I was going to sit, so I asked him if anyone is going to sit here.

He says "Yes," and I swore he was irritated by me asking, but I won't bother remembering his demeanor, I just know he was wearing a black shirt. (Now that I think about it, it was funny have the guy in the black dress shirt, and the girl I helped in the pure white dress just a few feet from each other....it was like seeing light and dark).

So because he said "Yes," instead of me feeling awkward from this, I decided to move up to where Rosie/Angie was sitting by, and I asked if anyone was sitting next to her.

Then her friend, that looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't get a good facial pattern from her said something about me being left-handed, and that I should sit in between the two of them since the seats next to them where for right handed people. I didn't mind this at all, and was surprised she mentioned this about me.

I can't remember much after that other than sitting between Rosie/Angie to my right and her cheerful friend to the left of me.

Dream 3: Tutor

I am inside a review session for something, because when I see a student up front, I immediately assume it's just for review on an exam. They were talking about something, and I'm just in that passive mode of just taking information in without actually synthesizing it into tangible information like I usually do during lecture classes.

Then I realize I should move to another room because another tutor is having a review session for something else. And the person in the room tutoring was a girl that looked like Erica.

This Erica look a like was wearing a sweater with black tights that covered basically her thighs and part of her knees, and I'm not really paying attention to the things she's saying. After a while, I decided to leave, and I head for a few double doors, only to find that we can't go through because of some maintenance going on.

I decided to go to the far left double doors, same thing, I can't go there because of the same issue. I see someone who looks like a security guard, so I decided to tap his arm a little bit, and then I found some people walking up from some other set of double door, so I told the guy "Never mind," and proceeded to go downstairs.

Dream 4: Lizard

I'm outside, and I'm sitting near some bench with other students, and the teacher or whoever was in charge of some event that I'm not too keen of remembering well.

We were doing a bunch of random things, and I swore I saw a lizard come out of a guy's pocket, but that's all I remember.