Linkzelda's Dream Journal

11/10/11
NON-LUCID
I just woke up and I remembered that I was in my Psychology class in Morton Ranch High School as a senior. I was going through slides on my laptop on what one person did on Bacteria, probably a day residue from studying for the quiz I took today for Biochemistry.



Then some girl called me on my Blackberry, she did drawings and we would compare which one was good for a while.



She was saying something about she has a new phone number and gave it to me.

Then mom was PMing me that she loved me on Facebook, and I told her how I experienced sleep-paralysis. I literally felt myself being still and heart beat augmenting and having shorter breaths.

Then I’m standing up from the same text message the girl sent me (not my mother) and it was a blonde girl.
(She had a blue dress shirt with dark blue jeans I believe)


Then I’m playing basketball with 5 nerds and we’re against Kobe Bryan, Shaq, and some other dude.




We beat them in street basketball, no we destroyed them. Then they were complementing us on beating us, and how the other teams that faced them sucked.

Then I had another dream where I was going outside somebody’s house, probably two stories. They were having a party, but I didn’t realize it. I saw somebody who looked like one of those actors that tries to look young at an old age.

Then I decided to use my voice recorder in stealth mode to record something. I didn’t pull the recorder all the way out to make it less obvious. I don’t know why I did it.



Then a group of people come and some girl said we had to move. It was some big black woman, and we move. The blonde girl gets something out of the pitcher before we left. I couldn’t tell what she got. It looked like a Miller Lite.



We go inside and it’s this guy I knew from High School, and it’s his birthday. A girl in waking life who said she had a crush on me and then said April fools (in real life sadly)…she smiles at me but I ignore her.

We keep going deeper and I see more familiar faces, but they were just looking at me. Then I sit next to the blonde while her friend signs the list of the people attending the party.