MrJuicy

No WBTB, because I forgot again, and no MILD, and no LD.

First, I wrote down in my dream journal "Talk in song." I don't remember what this means.

Then, I remember smoking with Anthony and John, but then I was in this haunted house with Anthony and Alec. This part of the dream was very interesting, but I don't remember really any of it, aside from ghosts, and that it had a weird plot.

Then, I was in my backyard of my current house with my cousin, Ryan, and his step dad, Butch, who I've known for the majority of my life. We were tossing around a baseball, and it was a very sunny day. For some reason, in this dream I couldn't catch a ball, and I kept either missing, or running away from the ball like I was afraid of it. I also couldn't throw it at all.

I also wrote down a song that popped into my head. This happens a lot, and when they pop up, I can hear the specific instruments, and the special effects and everything. It's pretty cool, but anyway, I wrote down the intervals in my dream journal so I didn't forget them. I went to play them on the piano when I woke up, and it didn't sound as good.

Then, I remember this part where I was in class, drumming on my desk, like I always did. Kate Barr, who was the first person I had a crush on back in 1st through like 4th grade, asked me to stop because it was getting annoying. I explained to her that it wasn't a big deal. Then she said it was unhealthy. I said, "How is it unhealthy? It's just one of those nervous habits that you do passively, like chewing a pen cap, or jiggling your leg." She replied with, "Oh, that's really bad, you should stop." Wtf?

Then I was in my old house, and I was with Ephraim, Stephanie (?), and some third person. We were In my upstairs hallway, and we were outside the bathroom working on this chemistry lab assignment. We had this bowl of green solution, which was acid or something. Ephraim kept talking or humming or something, and one of the group asked him to stop because he breath was bad. When I was looking at the bowl of acid, everything around me turned into a classroom. My group mates were gone. Some how, the class was done, and I got a good grade. Then we found out that we had two more hours before the class was over. Anthony was there, and he didn't do his chem lab, and he needed to or else he would fail. I said, "Just do it, you have two more hours." His argument was that we had two more hours until school was over, not two more hours for this class alone.

The clearest part of my dream was the last one I had. I was at my Dad's, but his house wasn't the apartment he lives in now. It was a very large mansion. We were standing in front of a vault with a picture of a lady on the front. He said, "You're going to get married some day, right?" I said, "Yes, but I don't really find anyone interesting." Then, we were playing a word game on this little table in a hallway. The hallway was huge, and could easily pass for the main room in a fairly large house. We were up against a wall playing. It was Scrabble, but it was DE that it was something else. Anyway, someone played the word "omniscient" and we got into an argument about who was pronouncing it correctly. I said om-ni-shint. He said om-ni-sigh-ant. I told him I was right, but he wouldn't believe me. He went to get a dictionary, and I said, "Don't worry about it, let's just play the game." He said he already had the book out. He found the word, and found out that I was right. Then he said something he would NEVER say in real life, "I hate it when you think you're right, but then you just prove me wrong." It's actually pretty funny for me to write that down, because my dad is a smart guy, he's not usually wrong. In fact...I can't remember a time when I proved him wrong in anything, really. Anyway, Sean wasn't there because he was busy with some stuff, because he was living on his own or something. After the whole dictionary thing, he suggested that we go to breakfast. I wanted to show him some of the music I listen to on the way there, and I got images of us driving there while listening. Then "More Than A Feeling" by Boston started playing in the background. Then the song switched to something by Fleet Foxes. Anyway, I was about to get up, when I saw something in my eye. There was this black spot in my vision that wouldn't go away. My left eye closed, and I could now barely see. My dad said something like, "Let's go! We're going to be late." I said that I can't. I couldn't because of the thing in my eye, but I didn't mention this yet. We then had a back-and-forth that escalated into argument. Then I said, "I can't because I can't see!" He thought I meant that I was blind. I reassured him that I could see, but I can't open my left eye, and there is something in my right. He looked in my right eye, and said there was nothing in there. Suddenly, I was in the bathroom, which was the bathroom of my current house, and I was looking in the mirror to find a black thing in my eye. I didn't see anything, but all the while, I could see it in my vision. Then I went to the bathroom, and for some reason there was a shower head over the toilet that turned on, but I didn't get wet. There was also this plastic grate over the toilet. And poop appeared in the toilet even though I was peeing. Then I noticed that there were ants crawling up me. I couldn't flick them off because my right hand wasn't working, and they were really strong. I brushing them off, and they either clung onto me, or clung onto my hand. I was freaking out. Then I woke up, and saw an ant-shaped piece of fuzz right in my vision where the thing was in my dream. It was also the ant that I saw crawling up my chest, and was the reason I couldn't brush them off, since I wasn't actually moving the fuzz out of my vision. Crazy stuff.

At first, I was at my Aunt Sandy's house, but it was very different. It was more like a mansion mixed with a log cabin rather than her usual set up. Not to mention, in my dream, she only had one kid, and he doesn't exist in real life. His name was Bruce. I was spending a lot of time with Bruce, playing with him and whatnot. We were in what I guess would be the main room. It was very cozy, and the dominant color of the room was brown. There was a fire place, two couches, and a coffee table in this tiny room. It gave off the vibe of a log cabin, but it wasn't a log cabin. There was a short hall by the fireplace that led to another room that wrapped around into the kitchen, from where you could re-enter the main room. Anyway, Bruce and I were playing, and he had this plush folder. It was very floppy, and it was DE that it was tradition that young kids in our society had these floppy folders, and carried them around everywhere. It was like a backpack, but it was about the size of one's torso, and about as thick as a magazine. It was brown and soft and fuzzy. Bruce also had that Star Fox game for the DS. When we were done, I took the DS card and flipped it like a coin. I don't know why. But anyway, it landed in the folder, which was, for some reason, a bad thing. So, I was worried that I might have lost it, and I was looking through the folder. I went through a lot of Yu-Gi-Oh cards, and Alec's dad was there for some reason, and he said something about the cards. He was sitting on the couch next to me reading a newspaper. Anyway, I finally found the game to give back to Bruce, but Bruce wasn't there anymore. I was suddenly in the kitchen, eating these delicious...pancakes? Maybe they were french toast? I don't know, but they had a lot of maple syrup, and creme fraiche or something. Half way through eating, I remembered the game, and that I had to give it back to Bruce. It was suddenly DE that there was some wedding or something, and everyone was going, but we were all meeting up at this place first, even though everyone was already there in Aunt Sandy's kitchen, except Aunt Sandy and Bruce. I remember asking Brian, "Will Bruce be there?" I wanted to return his game. Brian told me to be patient and calm down, which really annoyed me, and I turned to Sean, and I said, "That didn't answer my question at all." He agreed. So I walked around the kitchen, through the main room, to get to the other side of the kitchen because it was so crowded in there. I went up to my mom, and asked the same thing.

Suddenly, I was in this big mansion-like place. It was the last day of school, and this place was for all of the seniors to hang out for the last day. Since I didn't really talk to anyone in school, I was just wandering around the place aimlessly looking for something to entertain myself until we had to leave. The place was like three stories high, and had stairs and elevators to each level. There was really nothing in any rooms, but it was DE that people were somewhere in there having a party or something. Anyway, I found out that I could the elevator to the top floor, and ride this slide down to the bottom floor, so I did that a few times. Suddenly I was outside the place, and a lot of people were there, and it was like we were in someone's backyard. I was standing in front of a trampoline with Alann and Kyle Moken. There were a lot of people about, but they were just anonymous dream characters. Alann, whose strange sense of humor is that if he acts gay, it's funny, comes up behind me, rubs my back and says, "I'm the sun, make you feel warm." The warmth was from the friction on my back. Then a little while later, he does it again, this time saying that jumping jacks will make me warm. I, just trying to fit in and tying to just humor the guy, went up to him and stood behind him without doing anything, but I said, "Rape, make you feel warm." I was trying to be funny since there's friction in rape like the other two things, but it's not pleasant like the other two things. Kyle said it was pretty gay, and messed up. I got pretty pissed, and walked off. Then, the day finally ended, and I was outside the school, like in real life, walking to my bus. I remember passing this ugly librarian in my school, who was wearing make-up in my dream, and looked normal for once. I thought to myself that I didn't feel like saying bye to anyone. Just then, I felt someone grab the strap on the back of my book bag to stop me. I turned around and it was Nicole, who I'm very good friends with, and she had a crush on me in real life back in like 8th grade or something, and everyone knew I knew except her. I didn't know if she stilled liked me like that, but anyway when I turn around and see that it's her, she says, "Look I know we probably won't see each other again for a while, so...I love you." I didn't know how to take this, because I don't like her back, but then she leaned in, and I thought she was going for a hug, so I leaned in too. To my surprise, she planted a kiss on my lips, and then we proceeded to hug. There was a teacher behind Nicole that I could see when we were hugging. I gave a thumbs up to the teacher. Nicole had a typewriter implanted on her back, and I was typing things on it to make the teacher laugh. I typed, "I'm picking up good vibrations," and, "Do you feel like a boss?" Although I think the second one was supposed to be Peter Frampton's "Do You Feel Like I Do?"