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29-09-11 Nothing really on the agenda.

“Circumventing the gay rule by hooking up with an actual Bird”

I am in this weird place filled with gay men and I am spending the night in the company of a bird. Not a girl, but an actual bird, reminds me a bit of the bird from “Up” and I find out that as long as I am walking around with that bird I won't have to take a male partner.

It is night time and the dream takes place in a gay club, some paths outside the club surrounded by grass. There are loads of dressed up gay men around and they only leave me alone because I am walking around with this bird. I know that after a while I will have been around the bird long enough for the effect to be permanent.

There is a slight skip and I am walking back towards our home, which is a mixture of a tent and a house. I have a balloon tied to my ass and it is inflated with helium so it is floating in the air behind me.

When I get back home my dad wakes up, he first talks to my sister a bit solve a practical problem or two and then he starts talking to me. The bird appears and knocks on the door, you can see it through a window standing outside with a sign. I know that this is the last time I need to hang about with it for the gay men to leave me alone, so I go to open the door.

My dad has a bit of a mental breakdown. He is complaining that the bird is destroying all our books, which it did do the night before and that it is a damaging influence. I can sense that what he is really afraid of is that I am turning gay and I frantically try and explain the situation to him, but he is hysterical. I am equally tense because I can feel my goal slipping right at that moment when I am so close to achieving what I wanted.

“Football on the beach”

I am playing football on the beach with a couple of friends. The goals look like hockey goals in that they are not taller than reaching my hip. Upon closer inspection I see that they are actually pretty long and run along a wall behind them. Think it is morning or early afternoon.

There is all of a sudden a lot of people joining in and they are bringing the ball. It is every man for himself here, if you have the ball you dribble with it and shoot at goal. It is taking forever for us to start, think we are waiting for someone. I somehow get the feeling, maybe someone says it that it will take about 15 minutes before we can start.

I run further down along the beach and another group of footballers are approaching. I notice they have a really worn down ball that could use some air. The guy with the ball sees me standing there and pass it to me and I find that remarkable. These guys are actually focusing on the team play and having fun.

We can start straight away with this group, I think I tell that to someone who was with me. I play around a bit with a guy named Amir. We are practising passes that are to be headed into the goal, but none of us are that good at it. Amir makes lofty balls and I shoot too far. In the end he makes a low pass that I hit with the foot at the goal post so it heavily comes back towards me. Then we start heading back for the rest of the group.

“Soo about the band”

I am in a living room, not sure to whom it belongs, but I don't think I am at home, though I might be living there. Whatever. It is evening and there are a few of my old friends over. Krimi, Anders H and Mikkel N I think.

We are watching TV and might be playing some sort of game. I proclaim that I intend to spend some of the cardboard money I have earned to go and buy a Banjo. So I go and get the Banjo, feeling quite pleased that I now own 3 different instruments. I go back in the living room to fetch the cardboard money, but I become scared that I might not have enough. I decide to just not tell anyone about it.

I explain that my cousin is trying to buy a banjo so he can play Big Country on both bass and banjo. I think from the beginning I explain that he intends to play all the instruments, but then I have to concede that the oil drums might be difficult so maybe not all of them.



I put on a video of Belá Fleck and the Flecktones on the telly. The video shows Victor playing bass, but I then become a bit annoyed, because I can only get visuals which is rather stupid when it is the music that is to be enjoyed.

I walk around thinking about this feeling a flu coming up.

We start talking about some of our old intentions of starting a band and how I was the one letting them all down. I explain that I actually have a bass now and that I have been practising and I can play a bit (a very limited bit).

i am at my father's brothers house (none of this is waking life true). we come here twice a year, once for christmas and once for a birthday.

its night time. i am inside with my two cousins and my half sister casey (fathers daughter). casey is an artist in this dream and is creating a 3D painted character on cardboard.

i do the same. everyone jokes about how ugly mine is, but casey and I know it is pretty good technical skills.

we go outside but casey stays inside. there are neighborhood kids out here doing something. we run around hills even tho we cannot see much.

suddenly, all three (me and two cousins) of our ankles get clamped with a metal chain to lock us onto the hill. we are prisoners of the neighborhood kids.

they come over and have this strange device. they ask each of us to find something to counter the spinning saw inside the device. if we don't counter it, it will saw thru our ankles.

we all somehow manage to find things to counter it. we put metal things in front of the saw so it goes thru that instead of our skin. i find a pair of scissors. there is plastic around the metal part but i say "dont worry i got this", which i do.

casey comes out and rescues us and shoos everyone off. i get in the car with her and my dad and we leave.

i realize that the entire dream is actually a short story in a magazine. i continue reading.

we drive to a big store. we get out and i never see my dad for the rest of the dream.

inside the store i meet up with a few other friends. at the store, there is a big prize counter in the center. everyone has a certain number of points, points = money to spend on the junk inside the counter. a few carnie people are running it.

i tell my mom to get me more paint with some of my points, and she gets me a set with the same color scheme as the one i used to make the character in the beginning of the dream. i ask for a refund and the carnie says no.

i ask my mom how many points i have left and she refuses to tell me. i dont want any of the junk here so i walk away.

i jump onto a cart loaded with soda cans. casey is pushing it and my friends are in it with me. we open all the soda at the same time and are propelled like by a rocket of de-pressurized soda thru the whole store.

casey and i leave with someone else. there is another group of stores across the parking lot.

while walking, i tell casey my idea: "i want to make a belt that begins at your shoe and comes up to yr pants vertically, on both legs and one small one in the middle." "that will make you look like you have a bulge" she says.

my feet are burning on the tar and i realize i have no shoes or socks on. i skip into the store and lose casey.

i want to find socks and the back door that i enter leads to the sock section. i find a pair i like and take them, but realize theres a worker here. she is with my friend chase.

chase is trying to buy a bra. he is claiming to want a sex change (he always makes ridiculous claims in waking life). i tell him to buy heather's size, 36 C. he puts it on his body and looks at himself in the mirror.

he is embarrassed because he still likes being a boy.

i forget about the socks and walk thru the store. i see casey on a small red pedal powered truck for a child. it says "looking for a friend". i run up to her and she laughs and pedals away. i see another red truck with someone in it. i realize the game is to find eachother in the store.

time warp. i hear casey saying, about the store i was just in: "we had three hard workers on duty today. thats the equivalent of 1000 pairs of sunglasses and 500 windows. how did we let this happen?" she was referring to a theft in the store.

i leave wherever i am at this point and end up in the original store. i see holden, my brother.

we talk about surfing and how i would really like to try it. he says he'd like to go on a trip to the west coast.

my dream turns into a long strip of pavement surrounded by 50 foot waves on both sides. most cars get taken by the waves before they can reach safety on the other side.

my sight follows a woman in a car like a tv show camera would. she is talking by herself, to the camera that is my consciousness.

she tells about how gay people come here to find their auras. someone/something asks what that is and she disregards. she parks her car and gets out.

this is a very brave act since the point of the area is to go as fast as you can to safety. to find the yr aura, you must park and risk yr life.

she steps onto a median which runs thru the whole road for about 200 feet. there are steps into a little pool on it.

she walks up the steps and says this is where the aura can be found.

i wake up.

There was a beginning to this dream that I forget. I recall I entered a fancy spa while it was still broad daylight.

I woke up in a male only wash room sauna/wash area, inside a large blue tiled steam room. There were a few guys in towels in the general area and they were waking up and walking out. There was a video intercom on. I could see and hear a group of female employees talking together about working at the spa... The video quality was low, like a low-res security cam.

One of the ladies was saying how there were a lot of gay men that absolutely loved this place. That they liked to linger until the place closed to hookup with other guys. -I became alarmed. I looked around and it appeared to be closing time! There were a few older looking guys with nothing but towels on. I wanted to leave asap.

I quickly ran up the stairs to a lobby area. There was that same group of girls talking. They went dead silent as I walked in wearing only shorts and a towel. They all turned and looked at me straight faced. I said:

"Oh hey ladies. I was just hanging out late because some of the guys seemed really depressed and I wanted to cheer them up."

-They looked at me really funny. I realized my explanation had not helped the situation. I wondered how I ended up falling asleep here in the first place. (Low level reality testing.)

But, the place was vivid and awesome looking. Polished wood and marble floors. Soft track lighting. As I looked around for my clothes and stuff, I heard a missed call from my girlfriend. I couldn't find my things but I felt embarrassed enough to leave without them. I decided to call my girlfriend back. Instead of the call connecting, a recorded message played: it was a strong male voice. This is an exact quote (I text'd it to my GF the instant I woke up):

"You have crossed the signal line and are unable to get through. I assure you, it is nothing."

--At this exact moment, my girlfriend text me and woke me up. (PRECOGNITIVE)

Dreams have a real penchant for embarrassing us. This one was hilarious to me when I woke. I am straight. Like my last recorded dream (Stalked in Dreamland), there was a shocking trickster element.

The voice on the phone bore a strong resemblance to my own voice. I have unrecorded dream fragments about reaching a prerecorded message left by myself. One other recording in a dream sounded like something I said in real life to someone. I couldn't recall the exact words.

This reminds me of Dream #043

Horror of drugs (That aren't marijuana)

I was in a big parking lot on the side of a highway. I was there to make a drug deal with two other people that I didn't know. I kept getting nervous because cars kept driving really fast through the parking lot. I kept thinking that one of them would be a cop. We were about to give up on finding the drugs, when one of the people I was with saw it. He reached his hand down a gutter and pulled out a plastic bag full of adderall pills.

Later, time skipped some and I had taken some adderall at my house. I felt sped up and kind of light headed. My old friend JP had come over, which was strange because our friendship ended on pretty bad terms. I knew that he had come over, but I couldn't find him anywhere in the house. I knew something was wrong, so I went out into the garage and JP was sitting in my car, in the passenger side seat. In the driver seat there was a little girl who JP was helping smoke out of my pipe. She had blond hair and looked as though she was two to three years old. I had never seen her before.

I opened the car door and grabbed the pipe from the girl, putting it in my pocket. I put out my hand towards the plastic bag full of pills that JP was holding, but he held back. I told him that he could keep the pills. I didn't want them because I could get in trouble with them. I then picked up the girl and felt her shaking. She had smoked crushed up adderall pills out of my pipe. I asked JP how much she had smoked. I forgot what he said. I told him how bad it was and that I may have to take her to the hospital. When I said this I looked at the girl to make sure she didn't understand what I was saying. I asked him if he did it just to get back at me or something.

He said "Honestly, yes."

I then told him that I wouldn't be the one paying for it and that it was worse for the little girl than me.

He was now in the back of my car and three girls were in the car with him. At this point the little girl had disappeared from my hands. I asked them why they didn't stop him and they all they said that they didn't know it was harmful. I called them all names over and over. I started to leave to go inside and they followed me to the door. They all started to look pretty nervous as I threatened how much trouble they would be in. I went in and walked past my parents in the living room going straight to my room. I held the pipe in my pocket to make sure it didn't fall out. I would put it away before I told my parents what was going on.

Strange club

I was with this girl who needed to get home to Texas from where we were at. She had blond, shoulder length hair and blue eyes. I think we were in a major city in California. We had maybe come from Yellowstone. We hadn't traveled very far though, so my dream logic must have failed me and thought that California was close to Yellowstone.

I started to drive her out into the city a bit to find a hotel. Later she told me that the next day I would need to drive her to Iowa to catch a plane home. I told her that I couldn't and that she would have to take a bus or something. For some reason I felt scared to not take her. After I told her that I couldn't take her she said that she had no reason to live. She turned into an old woman with messy, gray hair and went out in traffic, getting hit by a vehicle. She splattered into a white liquid material after being hit.

Time skipped and I then ended up in this club in the same city. It was just a huge slab of concrete with people dancing everywhere. I found a section that was for gay people and everybody said that it was where I belonged. There was a train of eight to ten guys rubbing against each other. Most of them were old, black men. I didn't really feel comfortable with this. I tried to leave but was frozen and couldn't move for a second. I finally got away from it.

I sat down next to some other people. Then a person started to speak to us from a stage at the front. He told us that the brown squares on the floor were made of something special. He let us guess for a while what they were made out of and some of the people around us thought it something dangerous. He then said that if there were any thieves that he was afraid they would take what it was. He then revealed to us that the brown squares were marijuana. The people around me tore some of the pieces from the floor and said they were taking some home.

I then grabbed my suitcase and started to leave. It fell open though and I noticed that another suitcase had been inside of it. This suitcase was unzipped and I could see that it was completely empty. I hadn't packed any of my clothes when I left Yellowstone and was scared I would have to go back to where I was to get them. I thought about calling my parents to ask what I should do.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:00 GMT – Sleep

Fragment: - Something about people getting a tour around the European Parliament

3:50 GMT

Mother unlove
I am at the square just by the end of the ramp that goes to my mom’s house. [My mom had told me that police goes often around this area and she even heard shots one day.] On the dream I look at all houses, and feel that this specific one in the middle is where the troubles are coming from. Then I see this Saudi Arabian (sorry to the Saudi Arabians, don’t mean to insult, this is clearly prejudice) peeking through a semi-open door. He sees me and looks at me in a way I can’t distinguish if he’s threatening me or flirting with me. But anyway I decide not to stay around to figure out.
I go up the ramp and realise I’m wearing my ugliest pijama [which I don’t even have anymore] and floating in a really strange way – if anybody sees me, will think I’m such a freak, but if in the past I would feel totally embarrassed, now I just try not to care. Instead I think how awesome is the contortionism I am doing. I look like some alien animal.
I arrive at my mom’s building and check the mail box, trying to hurry before someone else comes [a recurrent dream for years]. Then outside I see this weird baby crawling on the pavement. It has the body of a baby, but the head of an older little girl who already talks. I pick her up and ask her what’s she doing here alone. She then tells me her mother totally ignores her. She loves her but has made vows to just cuddle her and give her care after she is baptised, so this baby girl never received mother love. I find that really stupid. I take care of her until parents arrive [also a recurrent dream] and think her mother will be upset that I’m being loving towards her baby. But she is cool about it. She doesn’t mind others do it, she just doesn’t. I then see it from the mother’s perspective and realise what a great detachment practice she is doing and I even admire her for her strength, but still I don’t think it’s fair for the baby.

Sex everyday
My boyfriend then appears and I talk to him about this previous dream baby-mother story. Then he informs me about some letter he received (from some girl, I presume) and he asks me if I feel jealous. I say I am ok, I trust him. Then he says he was with this guy from work who cannot be one day without sex and was freaking out because he skipped one day. He told me he had told him he had to be joking. He explained how for example he doesn’t see me for prolonged periods of time and he doesn’t freak out about it. And the other guy told him it wasn’t healthy not to have sex everyday and that he should have a backup for when I’m not around. Then I started looking at him a bit annoyed, not knowing why he was bringing this conversation up. Did he intend to tell me something?

4:30 GMT

Epic flood
I am part of a research team that is predicting extreme weather events. At the moment there’s a catastrophic drought where we are but we predict that a huge flood, of biblical proportions. Then the head scientist goes nuts and decides to leave the team to build an ark. But not like the naïve Noah’s ark, it’s a fully equipped, ultra-modern submarine. At some point we all get involved in helping. He is building it on top of this canyon, which used to be a riverbed and is now a completely dry valley. People have settled houses on its bottom and we predict that it will be flooded and all the people will die if they don’t get out of there. Then one day, when the sub is ready, just needing minor adjustments, I see this gigantic wall of water wiping through the valley and people running and screaming, but they stand no chance.
Only a few who were around the sub - many curious people have come to see it regularly and kids play inside it – they have a chance to escape but we have to close the doors, because we cannot get them all inside and also there’s no time. Three kids who were playing inside get separated from their parents who got stuck outside. The parents are knocking on the door and looking through a window, desperately trying to get in. But I can’t open or we all die. At least the kids are inside. Then I worry, when the water hits us, that some door I was working on, still needed a few adjustments and might not cope with the pressure, but so far is holding.
Then starts a social experiment inside the sub. After some time locked inside it, people start to reveal what’s really inside them. For example, there’s this black guy who has been harassed by two different girls who feel attracted to him. But he is not interested at all. They keep pushing, they even seduce him together, but he really doesn’t care about them. Then another black guy, shorter and much more extroverted, thinks he has the solution to his problem. He goes to his room when he is resting on the bed, pulls of his pants – the other guy offers resistance, but not very convincing – and then performs fellatio on him who is fully erect and clearly enjoying. Still, he feels so embarrassed that he kicks the shorter guy out of the room. Then he becomes very quiet and unsocial, not accepting what has become clear to him.
There’s also this guy who is in love with these two girls who tried seducing the black guy. He is talking about this with some friends on the common room – the black guy is sitting on the back, looking to the floor – and he asks his friends what they think about that. Then one replies amused that as long as all the people involved agree on that, there’s absolutely no problem. The social constraints went down the drain with the flood, inside the sub all that matters is that everybody is happy and lives love freely. Then he raises his voice a bit so the black guy can also hear, that everybody is cool about everybody else’s choices, no matter whether is to love 2 persons or someone of the same sex.

8:30 GMT – Wake up

Legend:
Non-Dream
Non-Lucid Dream

This was my dream from Wednesday and I had just gone to the Student Group for worship and a sermon from my youth pastor. Also, I am not gay.

The dream:

It started out with me walking down the street towards what I though was my high school. I got closer, but there was a very, very, very, very, very tall set of bleachers. Maybe 1000 seats high, not supported by anything except metal framing. I started climbing my way to the top, and I was instantly their. This Latino preacher was giving a sermon and I instantly knew that this was a church group thing and it was Wednesday night so, they were having church. I sat down trying to see down the bleachers, but I did not recognize anybody here, out of the maybe 100 people their. The preacher shot his hands into the air with glow sticks in his hands and started waving them back and forth. I thought to myself, "This thing is going to start rocking then collapse if everyone does that!" Sadly, everyone started doing that. I was thinking, "I've gotta get down from here." and started to walk down the steps. In my dream, I had a vision of the future of this moment, and I heard people saying, "Yeah, after everyone started walking down, there was only 18 people left, so they made them leave too..." then it jumped back to me still climbing down the stairs. I thought, "If everyone is going to leave, then the thing won't collapse, so I'll just stay." And I sat down at a seat about 30 rows from the top. I teleported (not lucid) to the second to top step, right in front of the Latino pastor guy, and he looked like the father of one of my friends.

That dream ended and jumped to me

I knew I had been jumping around like a super-hero for a little bit, but I decided to bust into this house. When I bust, in I landed on top of this guy, and he was not ugly, actually very cute, and I immediately tried to force my now erect penis into his mouth, but I think he bit it. I pulled back and tried to make-out with him, and it worked. We made out for what seemed like along time. I enjoyed it. But I'm not gay. When I was done with this boy (he was only 14, like me) I jumped back out into the night, now clothed, and jumped to my house, which was situated on a hill supported by stilts because most of it wasn't even on the hill. I had a vision and it was my parents and my in real-life neighbor's parents looking for me and him. I was thinking, "If I go in their, they'll get mad I was gone AND that I didn't stay with Jordan, but I never knew where he was, and if I stay out here, that just makes them worry."
This had to be because the other day I was watching a episode of Everybody Hates Chris, and it's the one where Chris' brother Drew is going to skip school to go get an autograph, but if Chris doesn't go, he'll get in trouble he didn't look after his brother, and if he does go, he'll get in trouble for skipping school.

Well, that's all of my dreams for that night.

DREAMNONDREAMLUCIDSCENEDESCRIPTION

I get some background info in the beginning of this dream. There is this semi good looking guy that is famous on the web for a dreaming site...an admin or something, IDK. Well, I am looking at this guy. He is kind of in a restaraunt back area outside, concrete, umbrellas... He then sees the guy from the internet. They were talking about marriage, kind of being silly, but the dude from the beggining wanted a relationship with him...Like, he is bi. Something about having 5 guys and girls like him...IDK. The internet dude tries his best to turn him down nicely.

Once again, I don't have any issues with bis or gays, but for some reason they show up in my dreams .

DREAMLUCIDSCENEDESCRIPTIONNONDREAM

I am on a road with 3 lanes, there is that grass thing in the centerline. I am in some place that is certainly not here. I seemed to perhaps be in the foothills of some mountain. I am just walkin, I don't know where to, but I am walking. I am actually not walking on the right side of the road, but in the middle near the centerline grass. I am not too worried about cars because they are few and far between. Now and then, I look behind me to see if there are any cars, in which case I would go all the way over to the right side of the road. I did this once because I saw a car coming. At one point I get to the top of a hill, and oddly enough, there seems to be snow or something...I don't really care if I get wet, and I slide down it on my tush. It was fun! I land it a small snowbank, and the car passes me on my left.

The scene skips, and I am now in this odd building...It's kinda like a waterhouseish building...like the indoor waterpark Wilderness in Wisconsin Dells. It had that cabin-y feel to it. I am just walking-but not alone. There is some sort of class field trip going on. I am just playing along that I am a student! We are walking up stairs, but this is the odd part. I don't see any stairs, at first, it's just a sharp incline. The material is like the inclines on playground equiptment . But, underneath this incline is stairs made out of the same material.... I think that there is this lady chaperone or something holding it for us or something... Once we're at the top of that part, it's just a straight shot to one of the pools. THIS time it's like one of those things you walk across on a playground, the same material . Where it's lightly suspended, and you can "hop" on it? This time the lady pulls the whole thing over so we don't have to walk on it... I see that in front of me is some other playground type material, but that is the "solid" kind. Then, slightly further out, the same material, but it has a top to it. I see a rather big pool, I think it was MOSTLY clear, but had a few other things in it that I didn't notice.

Ok...this is the weird part. I seem to turn into a guy . On that "solid" part of the pool, there is this guy that seems to THINK he has authority over this girl in the class, he confronts me- I think at the time she was she was daggling at the edge of that solid thing... I knew he didn't legitamatly have authority over her, though. Well, the class is now starting to get told what they're supposed to be doing. I realize that I could get into some trouble since I'm not really apart of the class. I tell this oldish guy teacher person that I have a dentist appointment, some way to get out of it. He still thinks that I'm apart of the class. He says how he knows I don't have a dentist appointment, but he still seemed hesitant. I didn't care. I was rushin out of there. It seemed to be as though I was rushing out from a different spot then I got in, though . It was to the right in front of some ways as to where I was before, in the pool. I am now under some playground equiptment, like the kind in play place McDonald's, I was in one of those tubes.

Then it hit me. This is a dream! SO, I started kinda floating up, back to the pool, through the tube thing. The old dude was moving his arms up, and kinda agreein that I was in fact dreaming, so there was no harm in stayin type of thing. Now I am under water, near the solid thing. I see the instructor dude-his head. It's kinda weird . Of course since I know I'm dreaming, I just stay under the water. There is no harm in that! I see the girl I was talking about earlier-she was in the same spot. This is where it got weird. It started off with, according to the teacher, that this girl had an "empty" nose-no snot. But, I have this tray thing with some of her crystalized snot on one part of it...It is pinkish...Then the instructor said that she must've, like, been cured from her disease . Then, I surface the water, and I start talkin with this girl. Remember, I am a dude, so I am straight as a dude...It really is quite confusing . The only thing I recall us talking about is her special mouthwash...She was doing it in the pool! She said how she doesn't like that "fake" mouthwash where the water is already in it...She was using the pool water with it . This seemed sorta normal in my dream, but when I woke up this sounded bizarre . She even spit it in the pool, which, again, seemed ok in the dream . At some point here, I kiss this girl (again, I am a dude ). Then she says I have pretty eyes. Here is where it seems to be that I realize that I am a GIRL-or I seem to be going along with it for the scenario...quite confusing. I complimented her eyes back. They were gray.

I am not sure where it is in here, but I have this VISION of these wilderness type buildings-again, the indoor waterparks from Wis Dells in this place. The teacher may have spurred this thought. Well, I see this dessert-ish landscape. Besides these buildings, there were a few big hills around the resorts-but besides that, flat nothingness. I see like 5 big wilderness type resorts. There is this main one. I didn't see that many people at all, but aparently, according to this thought, it's a booming business . I see this small road leading up to it. It was paved with a light asphalt. I think I even saw a camel! Well, in front of the building near the road, there is this man made stream. Aparently, it often gets dry because of the climate. But, during the night, which I saw in the vision, this stream turns into this awesome, high up, waterfountain!

Now, this part is weird too . I am now under the water, it seems to be against my will...Now that I am under the water, I am looking down at gray nothingness...But, I am looking at the pool's edge...This was more weird then scary. Then, I envisioned the feel of water again, and it worked. Then I go up, and see no one. It's all good, I tell myself to go underwater, and everything would be like it was. Now, everything IS back to normal! I see the girl on a side of the pool, so I go over to her, then we kiss once. I have my right arm around her, and her left arm around me when we turn around. IDK what it was, but something got our attention. Then we kissed twice more.

EDIT: I just rememered this part: Now, I see these pictures that were taken later in my head right after that . They were in a magazine or something. There were 3 pics of us. Once was when we were looking at that....thing.

We stop this because water stops spurting up, and we get out of the pool. The pool scenery seemed to have changed. IDK, there was more stuff in it. Now, the water was spurting up all along the edge of the pool. We were looking at it the closest to us in the middle. Aparently the water pressure is a bit too much to go in. I think I am now me now, because the dude decides to go into the water anyway . Well, he doesn't seem to care. He's tough! The lady teacher is now in with this tube, catching some of the water. There is this other kid outside of the way of the fountian, kinda small and fat. He looked 8 years old! She playing got him with some of the water in the tube.

ATTENTION: I have had dreams before where I'm a dude and I liked this girl, but IRL, I assure you I am perfectly straight . I have no idea why this gets transferred to my dreams so weirdly!