I’m in some building with Melissa. It has a small ice rink. I think you pay to use it hourly or something similar. We arrive and are the only ones here. We set our stuff down and I start skating. I don’t think Melissa is skating yet and I also don’t know where we got the equipment. This rink is much smaller than a full sized one; it’s maybe 40 feet across. It takes me a little bit to get the hang of it but soon I’m shooting many goals. At one point I can somehow see through the wall on the side (maybe it was always plexiglass, but I don’t really think so). There is another rink with two teams playing and a full crowd. That rink also looks small and there may be less players. Now, another couple shows up here. They set down their stuff and look more serious about this than us. The man starts skating and shoots a goal. I do the same and he looks like he’s trying to hide some surprise. I ask Melissa if she wants to play with me or against me.
First dream I was walking on a highway to a big city. It was warm, summer morning. I wanted to see a nuclear power plant, and an Eiffel's Tower that was a clone of the one in Paris. Second dream I was in school. It was dark and cold autumn afternoon. I went into the cloackroom, but after a while of trying to move in the crowded, tight room I realised that I have nothing to take from my locker. I went outside, leaving everyone back, and went to a bus stop. After a while a bus appeared. I watched as two girls were entering it. One sat down, and was laughing for no reason. The other went to buy a ticket. I stood there, waiting for another bus that had better route, but when the doors started to close, I stopped them and went inside. To the laughing girl I said: "Changed my mind in the last moment." The bus arrived at the city shortly. It was midnight. The bus stopped at a dark alley. I went out of the bus with one of the girls and an old woman, and then I went on my way. Alone. I walked so slow that I thought about a better transportation way, and then I got an idea. I started to slide as if I was on ice skates, previous ice skating experiences helped me with it. I moved on the sidewalk with high speed, slided through a tunnel that wasn't there before, and decided to slide back home instead of waiting for a bus. On the road I slided past a cyclist, but he catched up with me. We both drove into a cultists lair, avoiding fireballs and ligtning bolts shot at us. Then we drove away.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening He's been sneaking in lately and I try not to follow his trail. But tonight I had been requested to grab something from his home. He is there but he is busy preparing a table. I think he will be having visits later on. I help him with the towel while we speak about nothing. I forget all circumstances and we chat like good old friends. Accidentaly, he comes closer and I feel his warmth and everything surfaces. I feel embarassed that my feelings are so very alive. I leave. But I forget to bring along what I had been instructed to bring, so I wait until he leaves and I break into his house to get it. But then he also returns and catches me there. But instead of angry, he looks almost relieved that I came back. We talk a bit more and although he keeps mentioning a girl named Raquel for no good reason, I can tell he isn't happy and is just pretending to be ok. Eventually I leave again and lots of things ensue. Maybe the most interesting is the ice skating ring floating in the sky. There's an elevator to get there and the ice sheet is transparent like glass, so on the ground we can see people skating up there and the skaters must have quite a view under their feet. Eventually a cloud forms with 5 or 6 tornados. Why do they always come when I'm upset? My mom, who appears from nowhere, is about to be hit by a tornado when she risks her life to save a little girl who's on its path. But I get there first and I apply all my anger to destroy the tornado with a kick.
Updated 01-18-2013 at 05:07 PM by 34880
I was ice skating with two friends I'd just met. They were both girls. One had straight ginger hair that fell approximately down to her shoulders (maybe slightly longer). I don't remember what the other girl looked like, but I think she had black hair. There were other people there, too, but I didn't know them. The ice rink was outdoors and fairly small. Ice skating was a lot easier than I find it IWL. I was actually going rather fast most of the time. Every now and then, I'd fall over from being careless and inexperienced, but it never hurt. One time, when I fell forward and put my hands out to catch myself, I let myself continue sliding across the ice on my hands and feet (the blades of my skates were touching the ice) because I thought it looked cool. I eventually woke up (or so I thought) and considered trying WILD but decided not to because it was already morning and I didn't think I'd be going back to sleep. After a couple minutes, though, I changed my mind. Here, weird dream logic took over, telling me that WILD involves walking around the house. I went downstairs but then realized I was only wearing a towel, so I decided to go back to my room and get dressed, but I woke up before I did. I did a quick reality check to confirm that I was actually awake this time but soon went back to sleep anyway. This time, I was at church with my friend Giana. There's a little room by the sanctuary that no one ever seems to use; that's where we were. I asked her a question (though I can't remember what it was now). "Yeah, but no killing," she responded. This confused me, but then she made a comment about some game. "I thought we were talking about real life," I said. "I'm talking about our game," she told me. At this point, I assumed that she and Emma (another of our friends; the three of us make up our little trio) had made up some game last week when I wasn't there. We left the little room and found Emma waiting for us. Giana wanted me to download some music and play it for us, so I did (actually, she just took my laptop and downloaded it herself). When it started playing, I asked if there was a censored version, since the music had a lot of swearing in it, but she said no. At some point, we somehow ended up outside in a field. The music had stopped playing, switching to a slideshow of pictures instead. One of them was a demotivational poster. I don't remember what the text was, but the picture was a poorly photoshopped image of a cross between a lion and some other animal (can't remember what). I then alt-tabbed over to DreamViews and started typing up my previous dreams in my dream journal before waking up and realizing I'd have to type up my DJ entry all over again.
01/02/12 Note: It is my New Year resolution that I will make a daily entry in this journal whether or not I have a sensical dream, even if it is only to post an entry saying I didn't have any dreams… I need to get back in the habit of posting regularly and hopefully back in the habit of lucid dreaming, since I have been having some serious problems with that lately. So to get started… Cultists On Ice I am with my friend Alicia and we are talking about what we are going to do tomorrow. She says she won't be available as she is going to an ice rink to volunteer her time helping with the senior skate. She doesn't go into much detail. For some reason I don't want to come right out and say I want to come, so I instead hint about it a lot. I drop some very obvious hints. It is clear she is getting the hints, she just doesn't want me to come. Why? I am a bit annoyed by this situation, and we part ways. I go home to bed, as it is getting late. My alarm goes off here, waking me in bed. I hit snooze and fall back asleep… I sit up in bed and look at the clock. It is so early, several hours before I normally get up. Why is my alarm wrong? I am not sleepy, so I get out of bed. I think I'll go check out the event Alicia is volunteering in whether she wants me to or not. I go to the skating rink and go inside to see what is happening. There is a special skating session going on for senior citizens, specifically incontinent ones. A volunteer has to follow each skater around and clean up any messes they leave behind. Um… yuck… ever heard of adult diapers? I sign up to see if I can find Alicia. I follow an elderly woman around as she skates until she finally has an accident and leaves a puddle of urine behind her. She seems not to notice she just peed. I leave the rink to get some supplies. I find a group of people in red cloaks talking, they are all wearing a strange symbol around their necks. They are talking in a strange language. I immediately get the idea they are members of a cult. Alicia is involved with a cult? I have to find Alicia and tell her what is going on here, I just hope she won't be too annoyed that I followed her here. I get out of sight of the cultest before they see me. I watch them for a bit longer and I see them all putting on skates. They head out to the ice to perform some kind of weird ritual that is done in ice skates and on the ice, right in front of everyone with no one being the wiser. One of them slips in the puddle of urine I was supposed to clean up and goes down with a stream of expletives that makes the elderly people on the ice gasp.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was flying a helicopter over a river at night. I was coming up on a big cityscape, the lights of which had a low, buzzing, brownish-yellow color, almost like hypnagogic vision. In the helicopter with me was a good looking man, maybe 15 years older than I, with blonde hair and a tan face. I was giving the man grammar lessons. I was trying to explain something about the way Homer used poetic expressions to give more vividness to his battle scenes. I pointed out a few examples. But then I felt like I was being too condescending, acting like the man knew nothing about grammar at all. So I tried to think of another way to explain things that would assume more intelligence in the man. But now the man told me, "I don't care for all that poetic stuff. I believe in direct expression. What's the most concise way you can say something?" I felt a little ashamed. I agreed with the man. I looked back on all my writing and wondered if I had been concise enough. I doubted it. I told the man I agreed with him. I was now in a hospital at night. I was in some hall. Eveything was dim, with only a few occasional ceiling lights turned on. I looked into some room through a big, plastic window. I may either have seen a newborn baby in a bed or a very injured adult in critical care. Dream #2 I was walking into an anime convention. I was in some basement area, walking through a huge hallway into a large main room. The hallway and room were full of people. I looked behind me. A group of girls was close to me. They might have known me somehow or been my friends. Two of the girls were dressed like Captain Harlock. They looked kind of boyish, but they didn't strike me as being as dashing as Captain Harlock. Then I saw a third girl dressed as Captain Harlock. She was tall, thin, and blonde. Her face was perfect. I thought she looked terrific. But her hair was cut way too short, and it didn't have any of Harlock's style. Dream #3 I was in an apartment that wasn't mine. I was probably watching it for somebody. The apartment was really big and nice. It was up on some high floor. The light from the windows was pinkish orange with sunset. For some reason I decided to leave this place and go home. I went downstairs and outside. But as soon as I was outside I saw how many people there were all over the place. It was too much for me to handle. I suddenly remembered that the Super Bowl was going on, and that everywhere in the city would be like this. It would be better for me to go back upstairs and wait for things to calm down. But I thought I should get something to eat before I went back upstairs. I was walking along some kind of desert road with something like carnival booths on each side. One of the booths was a Subway store. So I went into the line. I got up to the front pretty quickly. The lady in front of me, kind of short and overweight, ordered something that sounded really good. I tried to remember what she'd ordered, so I could order it, too. I got an image in my head of miniature pizzas with something like olive paste and lizard eyeballs on it. Dream #4 I was looking out the window of a house. Down below, a group of people were skating on a snowy pond. There were three people. They wore hooded robes made or rich, red velvet. I recognized the people as being cast member from the show Kids in the Hall. But now they all looked old, ragged, and fat. They all had these dumb smiles on their faces, as if they were doing a skit about people who thought they were really good skaters when they were actually just morons. They spun quickly (clockwise?). They vanished beneath their robes. This spiining and vanishing act was carried out twice more. The first time, the men wore green robes. The second time, they wore blue robes.
So i was at my school, i had to go training for ice skating,which was at the gym except the ground really wasn't ice as it was meant to be, but me and these other girls who i did not know were just skating around on it. (BTW;Just to let you know, i have no experience of ice skating) suddenly my coach who was my teacher for science in real life told us to run into the classes to get something. I had no clue what to get so i went rushing into any of the classrooms just clueless. I came back embarrassed because i had nothing. I don't know why she told us to do this though. My guy friend whose name is Gravel came into the dream he wanted to help me somehow. He took me to an ice skating rink to help me get better at ice skating. I done things i couldn't imagine myself doing like spinning and jumping on ice. Later the scene changed i was back at school getting ready to perform. I was in a black sparkly dress. I skated with these kids, doing a dance routine. Then i suddenly woke up. This was quite weird because it reminded me of the movie Ice Princess which i watched like probably a month ago.
This dream is kinda fragmented... I was at an ice skating rink, setting up a new system for the end-of-year show. This involved a fair amount of sitting around in the lobby. On the rink there was a machine/ride like Firefall, which I knew would malfunction. Something about the Inception trailer. Then my brother and I were cleaning out our rooms and packing for college. I picked a fight with him over the videos in our little brother's room, thinking he'd taken all the good ones. Turns out he only had a couple crappy ones. I took most of the ones left, including Rudolph and Cars. I was back at the rink briefly before I somehow ended up trying to sneak past a giant evil ship/base guarded by those wizard dolls from Final Fantasy IX and these creatures that looked like Gollum. I was a robot that resembled R.O.B.. My accomplice looked like a cross between... You know what, screw the links. I'll be here all day at this rate. Anyway. She was a cross between Eve from Wall-E and Volbeat from Pokemon. We tried to swim underwater past the ship silently, but I accidentally made a sound and the alarm went off. The dolls attacked from above. I tried to shoot a laser beam at them but couldn't, and none of their magic was working either. I realized that the eclipse had come (like the one in Avatar: The Last Airbender), so we took the opportunity to get away and hide. A couple of Gollums and a Gollum family had followed us, trying to escape their evil masters. My friends W and B were also there. W was our leader, and she went over the next day with us, when we would finish our escape. She advised us to drink coffee in the morning, because we would probably be too scared to get much sleep that night and she didn't want anyone falling asleep while we were running away. B was sick, so she just sat in a corner. Then we were attacked, so we had to kill our dinosaur mount to escape. B slept through the whole thing and was thus left behind. We stopped at a shady trading post, where we tried to sell the dinosaur (which was alive, despite having been killed). "B" (actually a different person) caught up with us and started lecturing us about leaving people behind.