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    1. The Boondocks dream fragment

      by , 06-04-2012 at 04:30 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I have a faint dream about the Boondocks. It is dark. I see a few of the younger characters. We are on a porch. In the background I see Huey Freeman hang upside down from a rope. He slowly lowers himself to a table and takes the objects on it.
    2. Their New Stock

      by , 06-04-2012 at 04:14 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I am at skateimpact.
      They have a new stock and I want to get stuff.
      There is a lady showcasing/selling the stuff. People ask her if they have certain products. Then she asks me.. well what about you Rommi I thought you wanted something. I had already been thinking about what to get. I tell her I’m gonna get something wide. She tells me to go look at the decks. I walk to another area where there are racks of decks. I see baker Erik Ellington decks (the ones available when I first discovered skateimpact. I then leave that area and enter a big room. It is mostly empty. On the furthest side are addidas skate shoes. I look for the silas Baxter neal one and cant find them. I ask a dude at the register if there are silas Baxter neal’s shoes (in the dream those were actually the dennis busenitz ones) the man says no and shakes his head. I then return to the other side of the room. I am then entering the dojo for judo at the nadi. We have a different type of mat. Before entering I had walked through a long corridor. In it two people walk pass me. They might have been yasmine moussa and nourhan aboughalab. Nourhan sticks out her arm for a high five as we are walking past each other. I do not notice though until after I have passed her. I feel bad. Once I enter the dojo I see that our mats are different. They are softer and stacked on each other to provide many layers of cushioning. There is a raised platform that has only one layer. I suspect this soft mat is for the new comers yasmine and nourhan. Then I am next to someone and a laptop. That some one is probably Karim Emad. His Itunes is open . The screen fills my vision and it is mostly what I see. Now I look at itunes and see whats there. Then a video starts playing. A voice explains what is happening in the video. There is a chubby girl wearing only a top skating. She hard flips of the high mat platform. She does the hard flip several times. Then she does it again, falls, rolls, and gets right back up grabs her board gets on it all in one motion. She then falls into a huge bowl and gets right back up again. Her falls were huge and should have been bone breaking. I laugh at the video. I ask who she is and someone replies “she’s dead” Not a surprise I think.
    3. Stole her Chocolate

      by , 06-04-2012 at 04:10 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      Things are unclear but I remember something like this: I open someone’s bag ( I think Jenifer lopez’s) and I look through it. She had asked me to find her maltesers. I know they are there and I find them in the bag. I act and talk like I can’t find them. I then eat most of them
    4. Burger King and the Janitor

      by , 06-04-2012 at 04:05 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I am at strange Burger King with Youssef Madbouly. We leave enter several times. We go into the bathroom to pee. We are surprised to see girls everywhere in the bathroom. But I continue to the last stall. It is very big. In it, I pee everywhere. The janitor opens the door on me. He takes some stuff from the corner of the stall. He says it’s for Youssef., so he can pee. He moves the stuff to Youssef’s stall. Upon meeting the janitor, Youssef rolls up his sleeve and show the janitor his muscles.
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    5. Fighting evil in front of a supermarket.

      by , 06-04-2012 at 04:03 AM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      I am standing in front of a super market. There I meet and clan of some sort. Their aim is to kill all the evil people in the world. I some how earn my way into this clan. Now I stand there with them in front of the store. We are all armed with massive shotguns. We locate a target and we are going to shoot him. I want the shot. But I don’t see how we are going to shoot someone in open air. I wait for the people around to leave. But one of the clan members goes ahead and shoots him. He reduced to a bloody pulp. We now run into the super market as fast as we can. We run aisle through aisle. I am exhilarated. I am enjoying our fast escape. I am the then greeted with a fruit stand. I jump over it but my feet catch the tip of it. Instead of flying face forward, I just float up a little and clear the fruit stand. I land on my feet and continue my run. I now see other members slide through a hole in one of the aisle. I also slide through it but not as ninja as the other members. Once through the hole I am in the clans living area. It is sick. I am instantly overwhelmed with euphoria. I am stoked to know that this is where I’ll be living for the time being. The are tables and tables of all the best foods, plenty of fun providing objects stolen from the store and very comfy beds. I go to one of the members and hug him very hard saying “Thank You Thank You Thank YOU!”
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    6. Dreamt an OBE..

      by , 06-01-2012 at 05:53 PM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      Dream! Not an actual O.B.E. I am laying in Loauy’s bed. He is next to me and we are trying O.B.Es. (happened in waking life. Dream: I am able to move through the covers. I start to wonder if I am out of body. I move some more and conclude, Yes, I am. I sort of crawl off of Loauy’s side of the bed. Now I find myself in the room and out of body. My vision is a bit hazy but quickly becomes 100% clear. I observe myself and notice I am slightly transparent. I now remember my objective of using an open history textbook as a virtual reality realm. We (in waking life had opened the book to a page with a picture of the Taj Mahal) had it set on the floor across from the bed. I walk to it and look at it very closely expecting to be drawn into it and sent to a VR realm of the Taj Mahal. Nothing happens. I then start looking for other interesting pictures in the book. As I flip through, I see some pages have a picture of a man with deep stone like eyes wearing a ski mask and a black hood. His face covers the whole page. The picture keeps reappearing until there isn’t a page in the book that doesn’t have his face on it. I am disturbed. I set the book down closed. I then hear Loauy saying something. I look to the bed and I can see myself next to him. I look deeply asleep and I am wearing the same shirt I was wearing in waking life. Loauy says some stuff to me half asleep. Worried that he would wake me up I speak up. I tell him no no stop I’m in an O.B.E. he doesn’t hear me and falls asleep again. I am relieved.
      Now the order of events are unclear. But this is what I remember:
      Seeing that that the VR realm didn’t work, I decided I leave the house and fly to space or something. I thought Instead of flying through the roof I would go on the balcony and take to the skies from there. So I walk up to the doors that open up to Loauys balcony and try to walk through them. I CANT. I am a bit confused now. I know I should be able to pass through stuff, right? Either way I am amazed at how long I have managed to stay in this O.B.E. At this point Loauy wakes up fully. He turns to me and starts to shake me. I then start saying stop no loauy don’t wake me up I’m in an O.B.E. What amazed me was how everything I said, my physical body said for me. Loauy heard what I said through my physical body and stopped moving me. I then started to talk to him about the O.B.E. so far. My physical body in bed continues to speak for me and even made a few hand gestures. I then tell him how I have an influence on the physical world. I tell him to look at the book and notice how I have changed its place. I then pick up the book and wave it in the air. I figure he can’t see me but he can see the book floating in the air. The Loauy’s mom comes in and tells Loauy to pack. (In the dream Loauy had relatives over. He was going to travel somewhere with them) I love how no one can see me, yet I can see them. Loauy’s mom leaves the room. Loauy then tells me he needs to go pack and that I should continue with my O.B.E. normally. I then walk back to the doors that open to the balcony and try to go through them again. I still cant. Instead I accidentally knock on the doors. This makes Loauy’s relatives, who were standing on the balcony, come into the room. They come in and see nothing.
    7. Failed missions and weed promoting teachers.

      by , 06-01-2012 at 05:44 PM (RommiH's Dream Journal (entries are not dated correctly. i am slowly transferring my DJ from my computer, to the one on DV))
      The dream begins with me and someone else walking in a vegetated area. There are lots of greens and yellows. Both of us have machine guns. As we walk I notice something is wrong with my gun. But whatever it was I fix it. My gun is now ready to shoot. We now sneak past a tree house. From it we hear voices, possibly a man and a woman’s. We move on. We are now at a pool. It is very, very busy there. There are people everywhere. The two of us had a mission to complete. But even in the dream, the mission wasn’t apparent. As we walk, I hide the gun against my side. We need to continue through the area without getting caught. But it seems people have already seen the guns. (Mine is an MP5 with a camera lens as the sight. At some point in the dream I look through it and aim at someone and try out its zoom) More attention is directed at the guns. By now we are found out. Panic strikes the people around us. Two men walk up to us and tell us to put our guns down. I look at my partner. I want to see what he will do first before I act. The two men keep telling us to drop the guns. I do as told. I set down the gun. Now the gun and my partner are gone. I am glad to see that I am not in any sort of trouble at all. Now I walk around for fun. I see Loauy. I run up to him and say hey. He greets me back. I move on throughout the pool area. I see a point in the pool where the two sides of it are really close together. I jump across it easily. Now many of my friends are there. They are having a party sort of thing. I see Donia. I also see a table of food. I go to the table of food. I get a plate of something soaked in chocolate. I walk to where Donia and her friend are sitting. As I walk, they get up and go somewhere else. I am a bit disappointed. I sit down and eat. Now I am in a room. It is the same party. But I seamlessly moved to a new location. I sit at the back of the room on a stool booth thing. The room is filled with people. Among them is Mr. Sidky (my S.S. teacher) and he is talking a lot. He seems really happy for some reason. He begins to talk to us about weed or some sort of drug. He says we need to try it and stuff. I start to wonder why a teacher like him would say stuff like that. He keeps on talking. His words h=get more and more crazy. People around the room listen to him intently. A few others and I conclude that he is high. Then he snaps out of it and says he was just joking and that we was just messin’ with us. He leaves the room. I am still sitting there watching the party. Then there is a girl next to me. She is wearing black and purple. She is very attractive. She looks at me and says, “Could you pick me up and dance with me?” She wanted me to pick her up in my arms, take her to the middle of the room, and dance with her. I would have loved to, but I didn’t want to whith all the people around. So I told her “Im sorry but I don’t dance” I said a few more things about how dancing is not my thing. She seemed fine with it though. We continued to talk about other things though. What we spoke about, I cannot remember. I was enjoying my time with her. She was hot. Now without me or her getting up or moving the scene changed. We remained in our positions and instead of a bar looking room that we were in before, were sitting on the top bleacher at my schools gym. There are still people everywhere. The girl next to me pulls out her phone and starts playing Asking Alexandria. We both enjoy the song. Then it is time to leave the gym for some reason. Now at the bottom of the bleachers, I look for the girl I was sitting with. I look at the crowd of people near the door. I can hear a breakdown and screams from a song coming from the crowd. I know she must be somewhere in the crowd since she is the only one around here with that type of music. I like the song that is playing. I think it strange that no one is bothered by it though. Now I am thrown somewhere in the school. I need to get to English class. Problem is I’m lost. I spend the longest time walking around the school looking for my class. The school (in my dream) was huge. The hallways were extremely wide and there were many floors. So many I lost track of which one I was on. Eventually I make it to the basement. I think of how much trouble I’m going to be in. I probably missed half the lesson already. I couldn’t hear any bells where I was. So I considered the possibility that English was already over. Now in the basement I walk around looking at all the machinery down there. I jump across catwalks trying to find stairs that lead out of the basement. During my search I find a basket of free sweets. There is a large assortment of traditional Egyptian sweets. None I like though. I do manage to find a few things I might like. I take them. I don’t plan on eating any soon though. I am about to continue my search for my English class when I notice Cinnamon rolls in the basket. I must have all of them. But I don’t want to be seen the people responsible for maintenance in the basement when doing this. I feel bad that I’m taking all the good stuff. But I say screw it and take them in a bag. Now I meet one of the guys who works in the basement. I sort of hint that I am lost. He says he’ll come with me. The dream ends.
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