Went to sleep around 10pm slept ~11hrs (+3h)1am I was keeping someone knocked out for something. "taking advantage of". I think it had to do with dreams. (+8h,+5h)6am I had to protect myself. there were two other guys in this dream. i bought a short sword/long dagger but i had been looking for a spear/??? ((was thinking of a quarterstaff with a blade on it - probably Matt's weapon from Wheel of Time)). we were in a room of a larger complex. set up camp there - beds and everything. the two guys were in a different room ...playing video games? i had stepped out of our little dark room and into the main hall. i saw a guy and was startled - i 'eeped' and ran back into my room to get my dagger. the guy figured that with my response i had to have been up to no good, so he followed me. our confrontation was a little one sided. he had overpowered me while questioning me. i was pinned to the ground with my dagger useless beside me and was about 5 inches away from him kissing me when my mate and his friend came in (the two guys from earlier) came in and broke us up. i felt slightly guilty because i hadn't asked for permission to play even if the other guy wasn't really giving me a choice in the matter. Someone was walking behind me toting a cart overflowing with junk. i believe they were RC devices/dream symbols/totems/etc. (+11h,+8h,+3h)9am Action. Attempting to kill someone - there is a firefight all around. this one guy isn't human (or at least has otherworldly armor) and cant be killed with guns. i try to blow him up by giving him a small bomb. it is either a dud or he destroys it before it can go off. i try to buy another one - need 3 parts and they are all 20,000 each. someone alerts me to my yellow skin - i don't have much more time to complete my mission. i'm getting dressed for school (have the sensation of running late) in (sort of) the house i grew up in. my mom is there - someone had rented out my room ((Happened irl - i was in a different bedroom at the time)). my mom wound up buying back the offshoot room but the renter didn't really care because it was full of junk anyway - some of it mine some not. anyway, getting dressed and all my normal clothes are dirty - i wind up getting old cloths and clothes my mom had gotten me but i had never warn. i wind up in a rather skimpy shirt and jeans. i think the shirt had kid rock on it. definitely something my mom would wear - slightly see through - button up in front - black. i rummaged through my mom's closet as well. there was something with the candles upstairs. someone was reading my dream journal and telling me how pretty my handwriting was. ((this is really odd because my handwriting is all but unreadable most of the time - esp when just waking up. he was, however, not commenting on the legibility, simply that it was 'pretty'))
Updated 04-16-2013 at 06:12 PM by 62401