July 11, 2014 We Forgot Her! I was on a vacation with my family, but I can't remember where we went. I do know that my cousin was staying with my brothers and me in one house while the adults were in a different house. We'd rented two that were next to each other so we would have enough space for us all. I know I dreamed of things that were happening during the vacation but all I remember was being in a pedestrian mall, looking for a pizza place and the end; We were getting ready to leave, and I went into the house to make sure we had everything and because I hadn't seen my cousin in the car yet. I looked around and didn't see her, so I assumed she was in the car now. I went out, we all got in the car, and headed back home; but about ten minutes into the drive, I realized my cousin actually wasn't there, and I panicked because we had lost her. A Different Vacation I was in the car with my brothers, on the way back from a different vacation. I think we may have been visiting up north. But it was weird, because we picked up Kevin, my big brother's oldest friend who lives down the road from us, and another of his friends, and I got the feeling we were in my neighbor's driveway. But we were coming back to our house. So it was weird. We were on the road; I was sitting in the back of the car, in the seat behind the passenger's side front seat. We were driving, and as we passed some rolling hills with houses on them, and think pine forests, my little brother was pointing out the house our parents had just built. I asked if he was sure that was it, and he said "I'd know that plot anywhere!" I had the impression that it would be a long drive... But I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, we were already back in town; driving along the road we used to take to get to pre-school. (oh my goodness, I just remember like three really old dreams) Temporary Tattoo Makeup I was getting ready for a class in the morning, but I didn't have a mirror, so putting on my makeup was really difficult. I had decided on the purple sparkly eyeshadow I have for the day. I ended up having to do the makeup on a piece of paper, and then sticking it to my eyes to transfer it, like a temporary tattoo. But I still needed a mirror to make sure I didn't screw it up; so I went into one of the school buildings to try and find a bathroom. But I'm pretty shy about putting makeup on in front of most people, and so I was trying to find either an empty bathroom or a stall with a mirror in it. The first bathroom I went in had a man in it, for some reason (lol, I just remembered another dream where all the toilets in this huge bathroom were massage chairs; they were all out in the open though). The second bathroom didn't have a mirror in it at all, and the third had lots of people in it. I left all the bathrooms and ended up doing my makeup at a table in the room I had classes in, before anyone got there. When someone got there, I asked it my makeup was alright, but I woke up before I got an answer. Dirty Watch I was with my teaching cohort, and we were talking about some adorable little girl who lived on such-n-such street (there was a street name, but I don't remember it). We were all at my house for some reason. One of my classmates, M, was explaining something about the little girl and how she knew it. I remember looking down at my watch, but it had a stain on it and water inside the screen, so it wasn't working... Which puzzles me. It's usually my cue that something is off, making me do reality checks. What would it mean if my dream watch stopped working, I wonder...?
July 08, 2014 Can't Find It I was driving my cousin to an auto-repair shop, where his car was being worked on. We were lost though, and couldn't find it at all D: Wrong Zip Code I was with my friend Moon, and she had picked me up from the airport, and was taking me to her house. We drove through some arid desert hills, and then through a part of the city. We were in the wrong zip-code though, and had to take a ferry across a river to get to the right place. The whole city was really open; not many trees, lots of dirty and sand and clay. LARP Couch I was sitting on a couch with my older brother; the couch was in the middle of this vast, mostly flat field, and there was a rocking chair across a firepit from us, and a bench and some log stumps-for-chairs to our left. There was one tree about 50-yards in front of us and a tad to the left. I was holding my Real-Life LARP staff, but in the dream it was a little more intricately designed, and it was actually Zukin's; I was just holding onto it for her, until she could come to pick it up. My brother and I were talking to a few of the characters (there was a mixture of people I know from LARP and people who live at Zukin's co-op), but one of them was the Face. His LARP character's name was Timothy (at least, that's what I assume. Everyone was calling him Timothy, but they were all in character, so I don't think that was his actual name)
July 06, 2014 Swim Team Fireworks I was a little girl on a swim team, and I was really good friends with the coach's son. But his mother hated me, and manipulated her husband into not letting me do anything with the team. I got estranged from them. She hated me because her son was probably in love with me. I started to live on my own in a rectangular house. It was one big room instead of multiple smaller ones; Except that there was a small bathroom in the back, right in the middle. So I was living on my own in this big house (I don't know what had happened to my parents, but they weren't there any longer. I had been living with the best friend, but his mother had driven me out) While I was living on my own, I somehow got a huge wound in my side. I was bed-ridden for two weeks. I barely ate, and no one was there to take care of me. I was also bleeding a lot for those two weeks, so by the time someone found me, I was very weak. I forgot who it was that found me, but I get the feeling it was either another of the little boys on my swim team (we always argued and he made fun of me all the time) or a neighbor because they hadn't seen me leave the house at all in two weeks and wanted to check on me. I was in the hospital for a while, but I don't remember how long. After the hospital, child protective services put me up in the fanciest hotel in town, in the penthouse. When I was able to see the swim team again, just before 4th of July, I asked one of them if they had been worried about me while I was away, but they didn't seem to know what I was talking about... The mother of my best friend had cleaned my whole house and made it look like nothing had happened at all. On the day of the 4th, I knew that my friends in the swim team would be going to a certain spot to see the fireworks, like we had all done for years. I spent the night at my house instead of the hotel penthouse, and then walked to the spot where the team would meet up. I had to walk down my street (turning right out of the house) for a while, and then down a hill that spanned maybe 50-feet of elevation. There were steps along the road for people to walk on, and shrubs and trees and grass lining everything. The street leveled off, and then almost immediately I turned right on the main street, which was a boulevard and looked very Florida-like to me. The team was sitting a little ways away, and I went up to them to sit with them, but the mother glared at me as I approached, and so I instead turned right and climbed the hill a little ways, sitting behind and to the left of the team. I watched them having fun and wished I could join them... As the fireworks started, I moved closer and closer to the group until I was just on the edge of it. Then, there was an intermission in the fireworks, and the mother was taking a small group of them to the convenience store to get snacks. I snuck onto the back of the golf-cart they were taking, because the boy who always fought with me invited me to come with them. The mother didn't notice I was there until we'd already gotten to the store, and she couldn't just leave me there, so she grudgingly paid for my snack to make it look like she didn't hate me, so the other kids wouldn't hate her. We all went back to the golf cart and sat for a while before we drove back; I gave the boy who used to fight with me some gummy glasses, and told him "there's a swimmer's note on it!" (don't ask me what that means. It's gibberish to me...) He giggled, and the three other children (except my best friend, I think he was jealous) accused us of being all lovey-dovey and asked if we were a couple now. But he got all embarrassed and said we were just normal friends, then told me, "hands off the swim clothes!" I don't know what that meant either, but I think he said that sort of thing to me often. "Hands off the --- clothes!" Or something. I don't know. Miss Michigan I (and everyone in my cohort) were former Miss Michigans (yes even the one guy in my classes was a former Miss Michigan haha!) We had all organized a carpool system to all the competitions, and as we were entering one of them, one of us dropped something. I picked it up for her, and as I handed it to her, she told me under her breath that I should avoid something, though I can't remember what it was that I should avoid. Crowd like Water I was some sort of cat human (a little like a Felinetta) thing, and I was walking in an elaborate garden at night (there was a stone slab in the center, engraved, but I didn't catch what was written on it), when I met a sort of dog-human-thing. We sang a beautiful duet and acted out a dramatic love scene from a book we both loved. There was lots of moonlight and star-twinkles and I think some twittering, tweeting yellow birdies. Very Disney. Fast forward a lot of years, and I am the daughter of these two animal-people. I now had a baby brother who was just learning to walk. We had taken him to the garden where or parents had met and duet-ed, but we suddenly had to flee, because the secret police were trying to neutralize us. My parents say we must leave my little brother in the garden until it's safe to come back and get him (they knew that the police would never harm a baby, even the baby of someone they were after), but I refused to leave him, and picked him up. We ran, and as I passed the stone slab in the center, I suddenly could read it in a glance: It was a prophecy that stated that my parents being together would bring about the destruction of the world. As we ran, we slowly changed into full-humans. We ran up what looked like the stairs in my Oma's house, then through a wide alleyway, and then dad whips out my real dad's old white car (the one he had when I was a toddler. He got rid of that thing YEARS and YEARS ago! It was the one my parents always told us could fly haha) "Dad you still have this thing?!" I said as I got in, setting my brother down in the seat next to me. "Ohhh yeaaahhhh~" So we drive out of the alleyway, and as we're doing it, a brand new, shiny BMW is driving toward us. There's not enough room for both of us to be there, but the shiny BMW graciously slims up and pulls over to the side to let us pass. I realized this was weird, and looked down at my hands; Two thumbs again. This time it was my left hand, and the copy-thumb mirrored every movement of my real thumb. So, I was dreaming. A woman suddenly walked out in front of the car, and stopped there, in the middle of the street, and just kinda lazily looked around. I yelled at her to move, or else I would have dad run her over (I wanted to see her reaction). She wasn't all that impressed, but she did move, and we went on our way. We ALL (even the baby brother) flipped her off and called her a bitch. Suddenly, there were tons of people all around us. We'd come out of the alley and into a bazaar-type marketplace, and it was packed. We keep driving, and I watch as we quite literally plow through people. They didn't move out of the way at all as we moved by; instead, they rolled over the car and landed exactly where they'd been standing before. It was like water. They just flowed over and around us, without batting an eyelash. When we got through the crowd, everyone stopped whatever they had been doing and applauded us. "YOU MADE IT!" They were shouting. I got out of the car, and wanted to try taking off my clothes while they were all looking, but woke up before I could get anything off.
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June 30, 2014 orange text = lucid Closed for Construction It was Monday morning, and I was going about my business in the classes; it was almost break time. We were learning more about running records in my Teaching Literacy class. The teacher called for a break, and I scurried on over to a shop in a neighboring building, where I've been getting my mountain dew and coke lately. I opened the door, which was strange, as the door was usually propped open, and instead of the shop, there were three desks; they were strewn all over the place, not lining up with the walls or with each other. It was then that I remembered the sign I'd seen on Friday, saying that the shop would be closed starting Monday for construction (this sign was actually there, and the shop actually was closed today). There was a construction worker sitting at one of the desks, and at the two other desks were the two women I've seen at the register. The one I've seen most often looked up at me and asked me if she could help me. "Oh, I'm sorry. The shop was going to be closed starting today, wasn't it...?!" I excused myself and left, embarrassed. Daleks and Cylons I was on a college campus that was basically a mixture of my campus, my little brother's campus, and my old high school's grounds (and holy cow, I've dreamed of this place before, too...! I remember now where the library was and even the same courtyard I was now in). I was going to meet my little brother there, because he was going to show me where he spent his days. I saw him, waved him over, and he took me to one of the buildings, though I can't really remember which one it was. We talked about something, but I forgot what. I woke up the next morning and started to get ready for school. I was in my old bedroom, but it's slightly larger feeling, and the bed I had years and years ago was still in there. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, ate a bowl of cereal, and was in the process of packing up my backpack when I realized I needed to get something from the car. I went out to the garage, and rummaged around in the car (it was my dad's olllllld red Honda, which we got rid of 2 years ago) until I found whatever it was (I can't remember what), and then my mom came out saying we needed to leave NOW NOW or she would be late for work. "But I'm not ready yet...! All my stuff is inside!" "Well go get it!" I didn't think much, and ran inside to get my bag, which I hadn't finished packing yet. I plopped down in the car, and asked mom if we could hold up for a sec, because I didn't have all my stuff. "No time to waste, we need to go now." "Why can't I just drive the van on my own?" "Erik needs it because he has to stay late today." "I honestly don't mind waiting up for him at school...!" But we had already pulled out of the driveway. I made one of those longing motions for the retreating house behind me and the things I had left there. We had turned onto the street my old high school was on, except that it was much, much longer and in general larger-scale than it is IRL. I suddenly realized one of the things I'd forgotten was my wallet. I checked my pocket, and found that my debit card was in it, but a load of good that would do me at school. "Come on, mom, I don't have my wallet. I need that." But she didn't say anything, and we came to a road block where Daleks and Cylons [[ Centurions and human models ]] were asking to see my mom's ID (Daleks and Cylons comprised the police force here. I remember feeling a slightly defiant acceptance toward them. The way you'd feel if you were secretly a rebel, but wanted to appear normal to get past the checkpoint) "Ma'am can we see your ID?" Mom handed it over. The Cylon looked through the car at me, in the passenger's seat. "Does she have one, too?" "I do, but I left it at home," I said, glaring at my mom. The Cylon eyed me, then my mom, and then a Dalek that was looking through the passenger window right at me (it was uber creepy). They waved us on, and as mom pulled back onto our course, I suddenly realize: Cylons and Daleks... those are from two different series...! I looked down at my hands: My left was completely normal, but when I looked at my right hand, there was an extra thumb. I blinked, wondering if it was just my eyes playing a trick on me, because it all seemed way too real to be a dream. But the extra thumb was still there, and I was dreaming! I still wasn't totally totally convinced, and so I didn't want to do anything that would cause my death or my mom's death just in case, so I tried to reason with her using my real world logic: "Look, mom, I don't have my ID or my school card. I won't even be able to get into the school!" But she wasn't budging, and so I though, Fuck this shit, I'm waking up. And so I woke up. I was back in my bedroom, and a large office printer in the corner was beeping and whirring, alerting me that the Cylons and Daleks were running a search on my name. I sniggered at my cunning in getting out of that dream, and proceeded to rush into the living room, telling my dad and brother, who were just getting up, "You guys wouldn't remember, since it was a dream, but I just woke up from it." And then my real alarm went off and woke me up. It scared the shit out of me and I jumped at least a foot off my bed. Double false awakening and Lucid FAIL lol.
After a dry spell this whole week, I finally dreamt again! I've been adjusting to a new sleep schedule since I just started graduate school... Anyways: June 27,2014 Mr. Face I was with Zukin in a classroom. The tables were arranged in a square with one edge missing; the missing edge faced the whiteboard. I sat on the left edge, toward the back, and Zukin sat next to me. The Face was our teacher (But I'm not sure if it was actually the Face. It didn't feel like him. But I specifically remember that he looked and sounded like The Face, with his patchy, colorful clothes and his singsong voice) So, we were in this class, and the Face was our teacher. He was getting all enthusiastic about the World. He started to draw on the board, and I realized he was drawing a world map. It was incredibly accurate. I looked down at my notebook for a few seconds; it was blank. When I looked back up, the world map was finished and the oceans were half-filled-in with this super intricate pattern made with three different colors. Then, we were in a different classroom. It was my 7th grade science classroom. I was sitting on the right side this time, in the back (this room was arranged in three rows). The whole right wall in that classroom was windows into a little courtyard that no one was ever allowed into. I cant remember what the Face was "teaching" us here, but I do remember that we had snack time, and Zukin had brought some pineapples and was sharing them with me. Schizzo Parking Garage I was in some sort of Men In Black- or Jacky Chan-type movie. I don't know what makes me say that, I just woke up with the feeling that that's what it felt like. I was with some people, but I don't remember who, and we were driving in this packed, crowded, narrow city. It reminded me of Hanoi. Whoever I was with was going with me to our friend's apartment there. We drove around, looking for a place to park, and eventually went with a parking garage (that, now that I am fully awake and thinking about it, has been in at least one dream before!). This garage is very big... Like, everything seems like it's 1.5x scale. We found a spot, and walked from there to my friend's house. When we got there, my friend was half-naked with two women in his bed. He didn't want to open the door because the women were there, but I blackmailed him, telling him that if he didn't open the door, he'd go to jail. He finally opened the door... As I stepped through the door, it was like going back in time. I was suddenly back in the car, looking for a place to park. I pulled into the parking garage, parked the car, and we left the building, but I realized I needed to go back for some reason. I remember something about a large locker that I needed to make sure would be safe. I don't know why I didn't just leave it in the car... It may have been strapped to the top of the car, and I was worried someone would take it. So I took it down from the top of the car, and set it upright next to the car, looking around. I go up to the second floor (the car was parked on the first floor) and it has become this sort of posh-looking waiting room. It seemed very 90's to me, if that makes sense. I asked someone if there were lockers to keep belongings in (why put a locker inside another locker: I don't know), but she said there weren't any, and I went back down to the level my car was on. But the first level had become this weird basement storage area. Lots of old doors and windows were all over the place, leaning up on walls. The space was narrow and a bit claustrophobic, and I left without looking for the car and locker. I found my friends waiting for me outside the structure, and we went to our friend's house again. I noticed that his apartment building looked like my IRL apartments on the outside, but on the inside it was arranged differently; each floor was basically a stretched octagonal room with doors on each of the corners (so, think of a rectangle with the corners chopped off and doors put there). We waited at his door for about ten minutes and he wasn't opening it at all, and we couldn't hear anything from inside. I started to wonder if he was dead or asleep or something, and we left. On the way back to the garage, I had picked up an alcoholic beverage, and accidentally opened it before I remembered I was going to be driving really soon. I couldn't reseal it, so I tried to hide it. When we got back to the garage, it was still a bit off; it was about half-way between the way it originally was and how it had been the second time, if that makes sense. So it still had aspects of both versions. I found my car and the locker, put the locker back on top of the car, and just as I was about to get into the car, a police officer came up and started talking to me. I had the drink in my hand, and the cop noticed, but didn't seem at all worried about it. I said, "You're not going to give me a ticket or a warning or anything? This is alcoholic, you know..." "Nah, it's not a big deal." "Really...." "Yup. Just, you know, drive extra carefully," and he nudged me conspiratorially with a grin and wink. It was super weird and creepy so I got in the car and left, then woke up. Playground of HORROR I was with an old friend; we were children. We were on a playground that was deserted except for us. Everything was gray... We climbed through one of those tunnels on the jungle-gym, and then she suggested we climb up onto something that I can't remember the name of. She called it something specific... It was this big contraption... It's hard to describe, but I'll try. I was basically four polls sticking high into the air, and at the top was a sort of upside-down bowl with handles along the rim. There were ladders along the four polls. We climbed up and were crawling on top of the bowl, and then my friend told me to grab on tight to one of the handles along the rim, and I did... then she did the same on the exact opposite side, and it started to spin. It wasn't so bad at first, since it was just spinning on a horizontal axis, but then it started spinning vertically too, so I was upside down ad left and right and all over the place, and even when I knew I was oriented normally, it felt like I was hanging up, as if gravity was all messed up. It was terrifying and I was screaming for it to stop. It didn't stop, and my hands were getting tired, and I was terrified that if I let go, I would be thrown into space and die, but when my hands gave up and let go, I was gently set back on the ground by some unseen and unknown dream force. Then I woke up.
June 24, 2014 I didn't remember ANY dreams from the night. That made me sad. It's understandable though, since I'm adjusting to a new sleep schedule (thank you Graduate School!) But, I did take a nap, and remember snippets of a dream: I was with at least Zukin and one other, though I don't remember who it was. The other person was driving us around in a car or an ATV of some sort. We drove through a really winding, up-and-down path through various landscapes. Part of it was through thick woods with very little light getting through the canopy, part was through an open savannah-type field, part was on a rocky ocean coast... Zukin was getting MAJORLY car-sick, so we stopped for a bit and talked to some random people that happened to be there, but I don't remember anything about what we discussed or even what kind of people or how many of them there were. Then we had to get going, because we had to drive back in time for something-or-other. We got back in the vehicle and started on the drive back: It was now dark, and the road seemed MUCH narrower than it had been before, and I began to wonder if we had accidentally taken the wrong road... But all the same landmarks were there. At some point toward the end of the dream, there was a large vehicle coming toward us. The headlights were super bright, and it was going pretty fast, but whoever was driving our vehicle didn't seem worried... Then I woke up.
[12:00 AM] I began the dream with my current roommate (big football guy) towards our apartment, and he remarks on how he's frustrated with work, but I don't believe I really care. I actually think I laugh (in a polite way ), and try and steer the conversation elsewhere (in a manner where I don't have to think about the conversation, and can just say uh-huh as we walk). I make it back to my room, forgetting all about my roommate, and find my sister there. We are about to go to sleep, and tell each other we're going to be lucid tonight. I manage to fall asleep in the dream, and wake up in the dream, where I see my sister already awake, sitting on the bed across from mine. I talk to her for a little bit before I just blurt out "I must be dreaming." At this point, I don't actually have the sensation that I'm lucid- rather, I dreamed of myself dreaming and being lucid. I believe my sister was also lucid in this dream, and we actually met on the astral plane. She looks at me and then asks me a question; all she says is "birds?" and looks expectantly at me (earlier I had a conversation with HorseLime about what we'd ask the DC that represented each other in our dreams, and I think I had something similar with my dream sister). I think for a while, sputtering out a couple of words, and then settle on "net," as in capturing a lot of birds. She seems satisfied with this and her face begins turning blue. She has trouble speaking, and I think she is choking or not breathing in real life. I began shaking my head violently in the hopes of waking up, and am back in the room "awake." My sister is again already awake, and tells me she was testing me. She is scared she'll somehow choke in reality, and wanted to see if I'd be able to help her if we could connect on the astral plane. Since our rooms are next to each others in the apartment, I tell her we should knock on the wall in a certain pattern to signal if the other needs help (we did similar things when we were kids, though generally as games and a 3-knock pattern for "911"). She says something along the lines of that being unnecessary, but I respond I am also worried about choking. I'm not sure what we settled with on that, though I do remember feeling happy I passed this test, and I did at some point have a Jesus-like imagery (perhaps I felt like a god). My mind jumps to a third person view, and flashes around school kids in a privileged school. It was like watching an advertisement for this place, and a variety of different computer science terms were strung together as the ad was playing. My mind eventually jumped to the actual school, and I saw some of the kids who were in the ads. They had a rating system to determine who was the smartest, and I remember the kid who held this title was a tiny Latino guy. My view then jumped to a blackboard where class began, and the teachers (there were two) as well as a student TA began teaching about the use of variables. I got the vibe that this was a pre-algebra course, and that the school prided themselves on their teacher to student ratio. Regardless, the actual teaching was pretty much gibberish. Later on I was taking a test with HorseLime. I don't remember what it was about, but do remember HorseLime's embarrassment for asking a teacher for clarification repeatedly throughout. I may have teased him about this. - Fragment: At one point while I was asleep in the dream, I was a ghost chasing my sister like PacMan. [3:00 AM (?)] I didn't open my eyes when I awoke, but am guessing it was around 3:00 AM. I heard the girl next door crying and yelling on the phone to her boyfriend presumably. I then had the following dream: I was on the computer, chatting with Lisa Ann, successful porn star. She recently finished writing a series of books, possibly autobiographical, and I believe I was interviewing her. I don't remember my specific questions, but we seemed to have hit it off, and I got this notion that I was now her pupil. I was hoping for a recommendation with some porn competition, and thought I could ride her success to get a bit farther. At one point, I was on the toilet and I had her stack of books, wrapped in vacuum sealed plastic. I remember feeling satisfaction opening the books, and being amazed by how thick each book was (though the number 80 is floating around as the number of pages of each book). I finish using the bathroom and am aware she is downstairs. I want to thank her in person, as I was hoping for a blowjob. I go downstairs, meekly say thanks for all her help (which she responds, "sure, no problem"), and I leave quickly. I'm later out on a field, where girls had to line up. Guys in succession were being picked, who then had to pick a girl, pull her pants down, and eat her out. I was waiting my turn, when this big guy who looked vaguely familiar was picked. He picked a girl I knew a while back, #059-354, and I was very grossed out by this fact. I start walking away but as I do so, the big guy decides to pick me up and throw me on the ground, though only lightly as a joke. I try and sit up, but he keeps stepping in my way, and then complaining that I am the one who is causing all this trouble. He finally lets me up, and we do a handshake (with a neat little slide of the palms), and go our separate ways. I didn't like him, but he must've thought we were friends. As I'm walking I end up in a baseball lineup. I'm waiting in a very long line, and am probably in the 6th position before swinging. I was nervous that I would swing and screw up for the team. Ronald Weasley was standing behind me, commenting the same. I remember #740-9421 was able to hit the ball, and nearly got a home run but fell short. I finally made it to bat, and managed to get a home run my first swing. I was happy, and I began rounding this giant field (not a baseball diamond) that I believe was the same as my middle school field. The people in front of me stayed in front of me as I rounded the field, and I eventually stopped with them at this presentation on the other side. People were crowding around, trying to listen to some man discuss racism. Eventually the crowd dispersed except for a guy I recognized from middle school dressed in a nice suit, and myself. Before us remained an old white man and Barack Obama, discussing the prevalence of racism. Eventually the white man stops talking, and Obama begins discussing a program that me and the other guy could join, called IO (as in input/output). The guy from middle school began making up a lot of excuses on why he can't do this, and Obama quickly disregards him and looks at me. I comment on the fact that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I would most definitely join this program. We both then head over to a car, and begin picking up kayaks and placing them on the hood. I again think of a recommendation, and how great it would be to get one from Obama, as well as some great guy in computer science back in my school. After piling the kayaks I get into the car, and immediately feel choked. Part of the car was against my neck, pressing my head to the roof of the car. I loosen it up, lean the car back, and look around. Obama has now turned into a really old white man, and the car we were in was very dirty and unkempt. I don't think too much of it though, and notice a pair of headphones were strategically hanging off of part of the car next to my ear. The radio was playing through this, as well as the car stereo, and I heard snippets of a comedy show blaring out, very closely echoed into my ears from the headphone. Unfortunately I don't remember any of the jokes. I somehow make it to the backseat and have a bag of trail mix like food. A girl enters through the side of the car, and the old man is sitting there as well (kind of like in the back of a limo, but still very dingy). I offer her some of the trail mix, which turns out to consist of nothing but grapes, raisins, and "watermelon" (it looked like flat sunflower seeds with a watermelon texture). She politely refused, and I pulled out one of the watermelons, which turned into a cookie in my hand. I found some chocolate dip nearby, and dipped the cookie, taking a bite afterward. The girl commented on how sweet that must be.
Updated 06-22-2014 at 08:41 PM by 69459 (Added fragment)
I was playing counter strike but in real life. I recognized some people and my team was losing so I would stay back with a Glock and my vest to try and kill someone. I saw a few people and shot at them, making them take cover. I went after them and recognized a girl. I tried doing something but I shot her and she fell to the ground si I started hitting her and kicking her. She got upset and I left. I turned around and shot someone in the forehead, which revealed we were using airsoft guns. The girl's dad then started whipping me so I turned around and started beating him telling him he wasn't shit. The dream scene looked to be a harbor or dock. There were boats on water. ---------------------------------------------- I was in a small house on a tall hill or mountain. There were a few pets around and I was watching a news channel because there was nothing else on other than news. I heard someone pull up and looked to see my car arriving. I quickly changed the channel because I wasn't supposed to be watching that news station. Kristy came in and she was very sad and went to the bathroom with Lucy. I wondered why she was sad and waited for her. When she came out she said she was infertile and she showed me the paperwork from the doctor. I was sad also and thought maybe I was infertile also? I found out that on her paperwork it said I was also infertile, and that made me feel even worse. Apparently Kristy and I were together. Kristy had long brown hair
I dreamt that I pulled into A SECU which was on a lot with a gas station. I parked my car and went into a Denny's, where I met Kristy. We waited to be seated and I thought the waitresses were rude. I also dreamt that my car was showing low tire pressure.
I started out my dream back home with my sister. I was changing and put on some jeans and a wife beater, as my sister and I wanted to go see a movie. Unfortunately it was around 10:00 PM and I was worred my parents wouldn't let us. Before I went downstairs to ask, I began looking around for one of those Lance Armstrong LiveStrong bracelets. I noted in my mind that I thought they were stupid, and even remembered a previous conversation I had with someone discussing how no one actually believes what they where. But I made this an exception as I found a black bracelet, with the faded words, "Program Smart" or something similar, and could get behind the message. I remember finding at least 4 other bracelets around my room before finding this one on the bookshelf. My sister and I make our way downstairs but beforehand wants to confirm who asks to go. I told her it doesn't matter so she went downstairs real quick and asked. My parents seemed not to have heard so we sat on the couch for a bit. My sister would bring it up on occasion, saying she's worried if they don't respond the movie will pass. Finally my parents seem to hear, and say something along the lines of, "You're crazy. It's too late." We end up in a car anyways (my sister driving), around the school I go to. At one point, the brakes seemed a little faulty and though she pressed on it, she went further than she intended. She was going to take a left, but several cars were making there way down the T-intersection so she waited in the middle of the road. I asked what she would have done if a car wanted to turn, as she skidded way to far, and she made some remark on them having to wait. As we continue driving we end up behind this car with 3 guys making fun of an older man. My sister didn't want to intrude, but I decided to press on the horn and tell them what was up. In anger, they began chasing us (we were now on foot). We ended up getting into a bathroom back home and locking the door, which one of the guys were beating against. I told my sister we were about to attack back and grabbed a towel. Telling her to get behind me, I open the door and wrap the towel immediately around the guys neck, throwing him on the ground. Everytime he decided to struggle I pulled tight on the towel as a warning, and he eventually calmed down. I may have awoken at this point, but after falling back asleep, I was in the passenger seat of Justin Bieber's car, him driving. We were driving around, and he seemed fairly down to earth; I was wondering why people gave him so much hate. I believe more happened in this dream, but I can't remember. Disclaimer: The following two paragraphs use the word "penis" a lot In any case, I somehow end up in another room back in my apartment and was about to take a shower. A black guy comes into the shower as well, and I recognize that for some reason he's my husband. He was also under the impression that today would be the first time we had sex. I was standing there naked waist down in the shower and he decided to do so as well, commenting on our penises as he did so. He moved his penis to touch mine, and when it made contact, I remember feeling this wave of revulsion. In addition, our penises afterward acted like two ends of a magnet, always repelling one another. He also made a comment about getting to put it up my butt now that we were married which I was going to not do, though I didn't know how to tell him. In any case I left the shower and turned the corner. There in another room were a group of 4 women, all of who saw us naked. We hid behind the corner and got clothed and then went back over to the women. They started talking to the black guy, while I sat in front of one of my friends (#154-26), female, playing a game of mancala. I joined the game, and she made a remark on how good she was at the game. In addition, we were cramped on this table across from one another, and everytime she moved her leg, she would somehow rub my penis in a pleasurable way. I tried to pretend I didn't notice, as I don't think she noticed, and I didn't want her to not do it, so we just talked further about the rules of mancala. I remember having trouble with some of the math, as I tried moving a marble from each different spot, as well as getting to go again, all while her rubbing my penis. So yeah... I had another dream at this point, though I can't recall quite what happened. But after this 3rd dream I had a fourth, in which I also can't quite recall what happened except for me feeding a bunny and one of my dogs bits of pop-tarts (ice cream smoothie flavored) back and forth. They would keep chewing part of my hand, and for some reason, I think it might have hurt a little. I would lightly swipe their noses saying "no, no, no" or something similar.
I dreamt that I had bought a car and I took it to a mechanic to install spoilers and a speaker system. When they got done, I found out that they did something to the car so that people could open my hood with their radios. I spent my whole dream looking for the mechanics so they could reverse what they did.
June 10, 2014 After having mostly fragmented memories of dreams and waking at 5:30 am, I fell back asleep and had this dream: I was visiting some other country with my family (immediate and most of the grandparents/aunts/cousins, as well as the Stanleys, who are the family of my mom's old high school friend). At first, we were in a city, wandering around and exploring new places. We were in a Hotel there, and my mom had come back with a bicycle she'd just bought. We all wondered how practical this was, since we were going to have to fly back, just like we'd had to fly there. We all got in multiple cars and headed for the house we were renting for the next week and a half of the trip; apparently Bob had built it. I decided to do some exploring of the house. There was a main section of the house, with the living spaces, and three of the bedrooms, and then there was a separate space connected by a partially underground hallway (there were windows at the top of the walls, and these windows were just above ground level outside). The second space was a garden/master bedroom. There were flowers in pots everywhere and when I looked out the window, I saw that the whole top of that hallway was also planted. There were lots of windows, and the bed was in a section that was sunk down a few steps. I went outside the building and saw a door, but didn't think much of it, assuming it was just leading off from one of the bedrooms. Then, mom got back. She'd decided to come on her bike, so it took her a lot longer to get there. Except she came on a motor scooter. We asked her why she had it, and she said that she'd traded the bike for the scooter. She had apparently also picked up groceries on the way there; they were in bags behind her. I asked it I could ride the scooter (I only call it a scooter because I can't think of any better word... It was basically a box with wheels and no right-side wall, so that you could get in and out. I guess it was more of a cockpit?), and mom said sure, why not? She proceeded to show my family the snake she'd gotten on a whim at the grocery store. So I get in through the absent right-hand wall, and sit/squat in this awkward little seat that was slanted forwards. The steering mechanism was a simple floppy paddle handle (like the locks on some bathroom stalls). At first, I thought that it was also the way to accelerate (kind of how in bumper cars, often times to reverse, you need to turn so far you go backwards), so I turned it really far and ended up just spinning really fast and getting dizzy (it spun without pressing the gas, apparently). I found the actual gas and break pedals and got on my way, taking it out for a spin. I first went up the road to the left (as you face the house), which was up. The house was on a hill, so to the left it went uphill, and to the right it went downhill on a curve to the right. We were on a mountain or something, I think. I got bored going uphill, so I turned around (the turning was like in some video games, where when you rotate the handle to the left for the camera view, it turns right, and vise versa. I hate that, it confuses me so much) and went downhill. I passed the house and went along the curve to the right, and then it was straight and steep, and there was a jeep (this jeep, to be precise; I should clarify that I am in no way a conservative. One of my friends posted this on FB) coming at me really fast with their brights on even though the sun was just starting to set, and the road was narrow, so I pulled over to the right side, which was nearly a cliff, and waited for it to pass. I got freaked out by the jeep and turned back to go home. When I got back, the snake my mom had bought with the groceries was chilling on the front porch, but then a large red snake with yellow spots outlined in black came out of the ground (like, it came out of the GROUND, not out of a hole in the ground) and attacked mom's snake. It was crazy. They were vicious and kept going in and out of the ground, and I was freaked out because I was almost positive this other snake was venomous and they kept coming up at random spots, so I hopped back inside where I would be safe. I told my mom, but she didn't seem too worried about her snake. "She's a tough cookie, that one," she said with a thumbs up. I went off to find my brothers and ended up finding them in the main living room. Bob said he'd included a secret space when he built the house. I looked over and found a room I had missed before; it was long and narrow, with bunk beds built into the wall on the right-hand side. There were four bunks, then one twin, and then one queen/double. The last thing built into that wall was a sort of reading nook with a table and booth-benches around it. Bob and Erik said they would be sleeping in this room with the Stanley boys and our uncles. On the left at the end of the room was an open space, and a door was at the very end. I opened it, and found out it was the door I'd seen earlier. When I closed the door, everything went all Minecraft on me. I accidentally deleted a block from the wall, and I rotated through my inventory to replace it with a stone block, but then I realized the walls were made of leaf-blocks. I didn't have any of those in my inventory, so I left it as it was. I looked over to the area to the left and noticed something strange; it looked like there was something behind the leaf-blocks making up the wall, so I broke one of them with my sheers (so I could replace it if there wasn't actually anything there) and found a tunnel with a pitfall at the end. I looked down the hole, and found out there was water running below. A tetris-ish shaped lily-pad floated past, and I jumped down and landed on it. I was in this GORGEOUS underground jungle-temple-like space. The river was artificial, it seemed, made out of cobblestone blocks, suspended a few blocks from the ground and winding and going up and down. There were vines hanging down over everything and dappled light coming in through little holes in the ground (the ceiling above me, since I was underground now). Roots intertwined and connected with the cobblestone river. It was at the same time minecraft blocky and real-world smooth. It was so surreal and so beautiful! There were lily-pads on the water, and chests full of treasure scattered throughout the river; some in the water, some above the water, some on the cobblestone at the edge of the water. I let myself be carried by the river until it came into open daylight (the sun still had not set, but was very close to the horizon now) and found myself above the house. Instead of the road there had been before, it was all a river now. Wait a minute, this was a road before... Am I dreaming? Sure enough, for the first time ever, I did a reality check in my dream, and found I was dreaming. I was so excited that it started to destabilize, but I ran as fast as I could to the house to tell everyone we were in a dream. I woke up before I could reach the house. I gained lucidity (and remember it) for the first time! Update: That day I spent way more time than I should have building the house in Minecraft. lol
Updated 06-12-2014 at 12:00 AM by 69491
June 06, 2014 Hippopotamuses EVERYWHERE I was at home, and it was getting dark but I didn't feel like going to bed. So I got into my car and started driving. I went down to Doug Ave, and headed north. When I passed the light at Patty St, the road was different from the way it is IRL. Instead of being wide and non-residential, there were houses on both sides, more like the street I live on. But that wasn't the weird part. At the light, I saw the first one of them: A lone Hippopotamus standing at the edge of the road. As I drove on, there were more of them, and eventually I had to stop because there were so many of them, all over the road. They were in the road and in driveways and shuffling about slowly as large beasts often do. I know hippos are dangerous animals, but these ones were more like kittens. They came up and sniffed the car and then left, leaving me alone for the most part. I was amazed, and drove back to where ever I had just come from, where some of my friends were. "Guys!" I shouted. "Guys, there are hippos ALL OVER THE PLACE down on that street. Ugh what's it called? The one with the sketchy gas station where they sell rugs and tapestries!" (I couldn't remember the name of the street for some reason, so I was trying to describe it. But I remembered it anyways) "Doug. They're on Doug Avenue! Come on!" And so a few of them get into my car (Zukin is there, she sits shotgun) and I drive them to where the hippos are. One of the people living in one of the houses to our right came out of their house and fed one of the hippos a carrot. She patted it on the head and then waved at us, before heading back into her house. A hippo came up to the car and playfully headbutted the passenger's side front window (Zukin's) like a kitten headbutting their human. It was all rather awesome. Bus? All I remember from this one is that I was on a bus with a bunch of random people. Ice Test I was taking a test of sorts; it was like an obstacle course with puzzles scattered around, which I had to solve. All the tests were on a huge ice-mountain. Everything was made of ice, and had an ethereal glow to it. I don't remember much of the actual course, but I do remember the last part. I seemed to like it so much that when I got done, I did the last part four more times, at least. It was a series of switchbacks in the ice, and we were supposed to get down as fast as we could. So I took off the jacket I had been wearing and used it as a toboggan, sliding down. The last time I went on that part, I looked over the ledge at the city below me. It was night time and the ice-mountain was lit up, and so was the city below. We were so high up that the city looked like it does from inside and airplane. I looked to my right, where there was a barrier of some sort made out of lots of randomly sized and placed cube-like shapes. They had about the same shape as a Companion Cube, but a little more exaggerated in terms of the corners that stick out. I wanted to see what was "out of bounds," so I started climbing around the ledge to see what was past the cubes. After about ten feet, it was getting a lot harder to climb, and I didn't want to fall, as there was no path below me, only a really really really far drop, and it looked like there wasn't anything further on, anyways. I figured that if there had been a cave or something, I would keep going, but since there wasn't, I turned back and went down the ice switchbacks again. At the bottom, the "teachers" were handing out our grades for the course. I had taken it before, and gotten 98% on it, and since I got 98% again this time, I technically failed it. You only passed if you did better than your best score so far. I didn't care though, because the 98 from the last time was good enough for anything I wanted to do with my life. As I was walking along another ledge at the bottom, I looked out at the city again, which was a little bit closer, but still really small-looking from high up. Then I woke up.
Updated 06-07-2014 at 06:38 AM by 69491
June 05, 2014 Whoa, 6 Dreams (well, some Dreams and some Fragments) remembered! Blue Pool I was with Zukin and some people who claimed to be high-level Dreamers, and we were sitting on a sofa, talking about Lucid Dreaming (funny that we were talking about it but I didn't realize I was dreaming). Then we all moved to a room that was a pool. The whole room was a giant pool with a walkway down the middle. The tiles in the pool were mostly deep blue with some red ones. There were signs being made (like actual signs. Road signs.) somewhere in the room. They were popping out of a conveyor on the other side of the wall. I think I might have realized I was dreaming, but I woke up immediately. If I did realize, it didn't last long. Circus! I was a kid again in this dream. Maybe 10-14 years old. My dad and brothers were going to a circus. We walked into the lobby of the building it was in (it was on some upper floor of a large building). There were three other children there, with their guardian (I wasn't sure if it was their parent or not) in the lobby. We got into the elevator, the walls of which were lined with that yellow foamy insulator you find in crawl spaces and whatnot. We got out of the elevator and then sat down in this little play corner that was actually the seats for the audience. You were supposed to climb up to any seat we wanted. It's a bit hard to describe, but think of side-scrolling video games where there are ledges you have to jump up to and whatnot. So I'm trying to get up to the perfect seat, but I can't reach it. Then there were two fractions of dreams: One about playing my music over speakers, and another about sleeping downstairs in my laundry room. I was only wearing underwear (no bra) because it was really hot, and my dad came in and got all embarrassed. But I was still half asleep and still tired so I threw on a shirt and went to sleep in the car, since we were going somewhere that day. My mom was already sleeping in the back, so I just curled up in the passenger seat. Just Don't Tell my Mom, Okay? I was a student in a classroom, high school, I think. We were in the middle of class, and two punks had barged in; They were pushing my classmates around, badmouthing everyone, and extorting money from them and being general jerks. Eventually I got fed up with it and yelled at them from across the room, "You two need to GET. OUT." One of them got all bashful and apologized, getting ready to leave, but the other (the taller one) just stood in the door way with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring down his nose at me. I planted my feet and glared right back (I am short, so this must have been hilarious to watch), until he averted his gaze and then left, grumbling. About an hour later, another punk came to my classroom, and yelled, "Which Bitch is that told my boys to leave?!" Like an idiot, I stood up and said, "It was me." The guy looked like a Gangster Pimp. He took me out in the hall and I felt like he was gong to beat me, so I started to run away. I felt like a rabbit being chased by a wolf, and it felt hopeless. It felt like no matter where I ran, he would find me, and then beat me, rape me, verbally abuse me, who knows what. I eventually got to a door leading out of the building. It opened to a slope, exactly like the one Zukin and I slid down on our butts in Austria. It was steep and the soil was dry, and there were trees scattered sparsely. I slid down the slope, using the trees as check-points of a sort to control my path downward. I got to the bottom and looked up to see if he was following. He was inside still, I could see him glaring down at me from inside the door. It had started to rain, so I assumed that he wouldn't come out in order to keep his clothes clean (Or rather, his voice was in my head saying "The only reason I'm not going and getting you out there is to keep my clothes dry, bitch."). I started running to my left, and turned when the building made a corner. Around the corner was another door into the building. I figured I would go in and try to get a teacher. As I ran toward the door, to my right I heard a voice say, "You don't have to run. You have the power to manipulate him." I turned to see a man floating in the air. It looked like he was sitting in an invisible throne in the air. He had on clothes that appeared kinda jester-like. But more ragged. Colorful patches everywhere, a funny hat. His hair was long, for a guy, and messy. He has a sing-songy voice. I ignored what he said because the Gangster Pimp was going to kill me if I didn't keep running. I keep running, and I almost reach the door, but the Gangster Pimp comes out of a door a little further down and starts running after me. It's still raining, but we're under an awning now. I'm no longer safe, in the rain. I try to reach the door but he catches me just before I get there and corners me. "I'll teach you to mess with my boys!" He threatened, cracking his knuckles. "I didn't touch them! All I did was make them leave!" He hit me on the left side of my face. "Shut up, bitch! I'm a pimp and I protect my boys!" I didn't know what else to do, so I started begging and apologizing. "I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just don't hit me again...!" And then out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of my old high school teachers coming outside. "Help! Help, Hafer! Mr. Hafer! This guy...!" But he didn't hear me at all, or else ignored me (which he wouldn't do; he was one of the best teachers I had in high school). He walked back inside, and I felt so alone. The Gangster Pimp raised his hand like he was going to hit me again, and I yelled, "You would hit a girl like that?!" Suddenly he got all sheepish. "D-don't say it like that!" He stammered. Suddenly I was scolding him. "And this is a new piercing. Do you know how much it hurts to get hit over a new piercing?!" "I'm sorry..." "And besides you should be in class!" "Yes Ma'am..." "Before that, go apologize to my classmates for disrupting our learning!" "Don't tell my mom about this, okay...?" We walk back to the tree-slope door for some reason, instead of taking the door right next to us. We wait under the overhang until the rain clears, to keep his clothes clean. Once it was clear, we start walking, and to my left, still where he had been before, was the jester-man, who had much the same feeling as The Face at the end of one of my previous dreams. He smiled (though it was more of a smirk) and said, "Told you." Then he vanished. I noticed then that the rain hadn't been falling on him; there was a circle of dry pavement around where he'd been. After getting back to my class, like right after the Gangster Pimp leaves, I got a text from him asking if I wanted to go to a rap concert with him. I don't know how he got my number. Then I either woke up or faded into the next dream... Rest Stop of Creepy I was on a car trip with my Dad, Erik, Bob, WW (my grandpa) and my uncle Nick. I don't know why my mom wasn't there. We were driving in some place with mountains and open prairie/almost desert. We stopped at a rest stop to get some things and while we were browsing, this weird man enters the store, and asks random people if he can buy them random junk from the store. He asked me if he could buy me some canned peaches and I said no. I kept saying no but he kept asking about other things he could buy me. Eventually I got him to go away, and picked up a chocolate milk, bringing it to my dad to pay for while I went to the bathroom. When I got out, I tried to find my family but they had left without me. I knew where we were going, so I figured I would just walk to catch up with them. I texted them to wait for me somewhere up the road, and turned out to the road. I went left (I get the feeling I was going west... but I'm directionally challenged so I don't know if that is true). I passed a couple buildings on a hill to my left. At some point I met a woman who handed me a box of water bottles and some paper cups, telling me to "keep strong." I was starting to panic because the sun was setting and I could hear some animals off in the distance. I had gotten out of the woodsy hills and was now in an open, relatively flat, prairie area. There were huge, majestic mountains to my right. It looked a little like the Tetons look from the road. I got to another hilly area and checked my phone to see if anyone had responded to my texts. Then I rounded a corner and found the van sitting at a lookout with a door open, waiting for me to jump in. I was pissed at them all and didn't speak to any of them for the rest of the ride. Dog Fights I was at Oma and Grandpa's house (in the living room with big windows), talking to my grandpa about his past. My family and some dogs I didn't know were playing outside in the back yard. Through the windows, I saw a pack of three foxes, larger than any normal fox, circle the group, as if hunting. I tried to warn my family, but they couldn't hear me from inside. Then, one of the foxes jumped at Erik, but he ducked just in time and didn't get hurt. Everyone starts yelling and the foxes run away. They were literally hopping/jumping as high as the trees, like Virginia (John Carter) in the movie. (Um, just sort of ignore that music in that video... There was loud music playing when I found the video. And then it lead to a hilarious moment when Zukin turned off her music and we both heard the music in this video for the first time) But after a few minutes, they come back with two large wolves. Then, all hell broke loose. There were suddenly a bunch of neighborhood dogs of all kinds, and the wolves and foxes were fighting the dogs. The dogs eventually fought off the wolves and foxes, but two of them were badly wounded. Their owners were there, and one of the really badly wounded ones, a newfie, was leaning on its owner and dying. It was really sad... Apparently, my grandpa had completely missed the whole thing. He's a bit deaf, so he hadn't heard any of the mayhem. Then I woke up.
Updated 06-07-2014 at 06:34 AM by 69491
March 17, 2014 My family and I were on a long road trip; I can't remember where we were headed, though. I only really remember one part of this dream; we were driving through a wooded area in the mountains, and suddenly the road lead us to a bridge that had broken away years ago. We were stumped for a while, but we found a pile of good lumber nearby; it looked like people had been getting ready to rebuild the bridge but has suddenly stopped, leaving all the lumber there years ago. It was old lumber, gray, but still good and strong. So we rebuilt the bridge. Bob, Erik and I did the work while mom and dad tried to find people or a place to stay for the night in case we didn't finish in time. The scenery was really vivid, but hard for me to describe; it was wooded mountains (it reminded me of Mirkwood forest from the Hobbit) like I said before, but at the same time it was also a bit like a desert mountain with lots of spikes of red rock and arches under which the road wound.
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