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Type: regular dream.
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I was in a busy chocolate store that looked like the picture below, but it had more nooks and crannies.

Outside the store I could see a strip of average-looking mall, but I didn't go outside. After all, I was looking at different packages of chocolates. I looked for a few moments and then saw a package of milk chocolate Lindt truffles. I picked it up and began to look for a cash register. I couldn't find one, so I decided to shoplift. There was an exit on the left-hand wall of the store; it was a square archway that led into another room; more specifically, the store (or whatever it was) beside it.

I walked through the door, briefly looking behind me as I did, and walked right into a swimming pool area with small tiles on the floor and a few people swimming around. Standing in the doorway, I then opened the package and proceeded to unwrap the very realistic chocolates. The plastic wrapping was twisted at the ends of each chocolate ball, just like in real life. I popped one into my mouth and ate it, then I took another one. This one was pretty much melted, so when I pressed on it just a little to unwrap it, it broke in half and chocolate spilled out onto the floor.

I then heard shouting behind me. "Get back here!" I heard a man say in a rather deep voice, and this was the signal to get out now. I saw a door on the other side of the room, with one square window on either side. On the other side of the windows were trees and sky, so I knew it was the exit to the building. I briskly walked around the pool, continuously looking behind me, and then got to the door. I turned the shiny brass doorknob and when I pulled on the door, it caught, as if a chain was stopping it from opening on the other side.

I turned around as the man, dressed in a suit, walked closer and closer...

19 Aug

2 dreams recalled

1) I was some sort of protector in ancient times (assassins creed universe, schemas FTW). Someone was coming to assassinate an important person P but she wasn't my daughter in the dream. We were feeling pretty smug because we were well fortified. When the assassin came he was invisible but also not solid like a wind. I knew that he was there but the DC that was me didn't (weird, not sure if this was 3rd person). I eventually caught on but pretended not to know when the assassin was close to me I pushed the wind into the wall and it materialized into red marbles that fell to the floor, they quickly started coming together and returning ti their "ethereal" form but we collected them and I put them in a jar that P was holding. Se was a bit careless and almost let the marbles fal to the ground and I had to tell her to be careful.

2) I'm a police/EMT in hilbrow (most dangerous neighborhood in South Africa which is saying a lot) I'm knew on my job and my partner is a lady, we drive out on a call and I ask her how many call outs we get in a 8 hour shift, she say 6. We travel to the scene but on the way there is a beach and ocean next to us (false logic) I question her about Johannesburg having an ocean and we decide that we are in a tunnel with a projected ocean put there secretly by the government to keep people happy We arrive at our destination and M is bleeding from a stab wound to the shoulder 2 EMT's are already working on him we go and assist. I put my knife on his lap? and use my shirt to help stop the bleeding. We go into his garden to get water and the dream plot changes. I recognize this house because it is in a neighborhood where all the houses are the same. I have false memories of all the people that live in the neighborhood that I know. We go to another house and I have memories or did dream at some point that I was doing webcam chats with the people who lived here, 1 of them was Cacophony? from DV. The chats were sort of voyeuristic in nature they had set up cameras for other people to watch them live there (I had been watching the DV dream tube videos earlier in the day and there's one there by Cacophony). At the house one of us went into a basement thing that had a large machine and tried to operate it but got like sucked in in a conveyer belt or something. We then contacted the owners of the house (Cacophony) who then looked at heir own webcams to tell us how to get the guy out of the machinery, the guy happened to be Walter from Fringe...

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17.08.2010

Tugging at Heartstrings (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

After murdering the Chief of Police's son (before he can murder me), I cunningly convince the Chief to adopt me and another young orphan girl when he starts questioning us.

I had a dream.

The Facebook Killer (non-lucid)

I am in my bedroom. I see a candle and the melting wax. It looks like a horse and I am reminded of the aTotM but do nothing. I look out my window and see a helicopter land and a heavy geared policeman. I think I might be dreaming and try to phase through the window. It doesn't work so I go wake my parents.

"The police are here." I yell into their room.

We all go back into my room and peak out the window. There is something going on at the neighbor's around the corner. We hear gunshots and stuff. The dream continues and we look out different windows and the cops come to the front of the neighborhoo.

After awhile, we learn they are after Homer Simpson aka the Facebook Killer. He recently updated a patch that allows him to switch hair color. The dream ends when us leaving our house and walking away from the excitement.

I was on a road trip with a group of friends. We were in a park that had many different rides. On one ride there was what looked like a subdivision, but the road was composed entirely of raging water. We got on a large innertube made for 4 people and rode on that one. It was pretty fast. At the end of the ride it spilled us out onto a wet grassy area and my friends decided that they wanted to ride that one again. The park offered a service that gave people free rides back to the beginning of rides using a 4 wheeler. My friends hopped on the 4 wheeler but 2 of us (including myself) couldn't fit on the 4 wheeler due to lack of available seats.

"That's ok!" My friend says, "I have a motorcycle!" She literally takes the motorcycle out of her pocket and we climb on.

"THAT'S HER!" I hear someone yell in front of us. There are police men, possibly the SWAT team, standing around. Either way, there are men dressed in black (almost to the point of looking like ninjas) staring at us. They are pointing to my friend, accusing her of having a rare and illegal drug.

"Shit!!" She screams, and accelerates the motorcycle. The SWAT team chases after us. The road is ending on us, and the only means of escape is a garage door that is closing. She accelerates to get there before the door closes all the way. We have about a foot of space closing in on us before the door meets the ground. She swerves suddenly and puts the motorcycle at about a 15° angle. The vehicle screeches and we slide safely inside.

She keeps going top speed and I'm clinging on to her for dear life. The police are catching up with us again as we race down a hallway inside the building (the garage was also a entrance to a large building with a long hallway). The hallway is about to end, and the only way out is a door which leads down a large set of spiral stairs. She breaks the door down with the motorcycle still going fast and we go tumbling down the STAIRS on a flipping MOTORCYCLE!!!

"MOTORCYCLES WEREN'T MADE FOR THISSSSSSSSSSSS!@!!!!!!!!@@@" I scream in a bumpy panic. After about 15 flights of spiral stairs we zoom out of the building and back onto open streets. I can see a few police men staring at us. One of them is holding a tiny can of metallic green.

I had a dream I was in some sort of school. I went to class and for some reason we could sleep there. I woke up to a bunch of noise. Some guys were wrestling messing with each other. I woke up to blinking red lights. I thought oh I'm wearing my DreamMaker mask (which I no longer have) but was waking up. I took it off and saw all the horseplaying going on also thinking I missed the opportunity for a lucid.

My GF and I were standing on a bridge watching this crazy driver drive all over the freeway like a maniac. The visual were very clear and seemed very real. Finally he spun out of control hit something. The police caught up to him, we somehow were close while they arrested him; but then we saw them shoot him point blank. We stood there with our mouths opening, unable to believe what we saw.

Me and like three others (don't remember who, except Linus, my brother) were sitting on a railroad, eating various food. As if it was a picnic or something. Suddenly I saw that a train approached fast. I yelled to the others and threw myself of the rails. I remember that I considered grabbing some of the others and throw them off while jumping myself but I didn't do it because there wasn't time for it. It was really chaotic when the train passed by and I worried that someone was hurt. Especially Linus who was in the worst position for getting away.

It turned out that everybody made it without injuries. Shortly after, another train passed by. We saw random people here and there. Suddenly the police arrived and were shooting at some bad guys that respawned after dying. The police was now on some higher altitude platform. I climbed up to them to be safe. I first thought that they were going to shoot me as well, but I raised my hand to indicate that I had no weapons.

The police gave me some gear. It was some vest along with weapons. I was expected to fight back the bad guys. I knew that the next wave was coming in like 10 seconds but I hadn't figured out how to use the weapons and stuff. They arrived when I was not ready at all, so I circled around some container, avoiding the thugs. The thugs were now people from my class and it all was some kind of paintball-ish game or something. I figured out that I had to pull a thing on the weapon and then I could shoot. Then I think I went around a bit and shot at my classmates but I don't really remember.

Fragments:

1. Matt shows me Merzbow.
2. Something about LL Cool J being a psycho.

I'm really pretty unsure if both of these were actually dream fragments, or if they were actually just an imagination trip. I suppose one blends into the other when it comes to dreams, eh?

A Stroll in Chicago

I'm walking the streets of "Chicago" (actually, Lafayette, near Matt's neighborhood) with Jasmyn and Micah. Eventually, the police give us a phone call about giving rides. Some old guy talks about that.

I really wish I remembered this dream better, but it was in my first sleeping period of the night. I honestly don't remember the police phone call or the old guy very much at all. I just remember where we were walking.

Mall to Steven's to Party

I'm walking through an alternate version of the mall that has a clearance sale of arcade games and stuff. There's actually a Mega Man skeeball game (maybe a Sonic one, too?). Around this time, I find myself in Steven's apartment. I'm analyzing a particular glowing green pattern of lines. I'm attracted to Ashley, who happens to be there as well. Over time, the room changes (though I still believe this to be the same dream). I'm hanging around drinking vodka with Lance, at least two guys and two girls. A girl admires me while I drink the vodka. I get pretty heavily drunk and sit there. Someone tells me to wait it out. I notice that a guy and girl are fucking on this object (either a cooler or a small table). After this, the other guy takes over with the girl. They have stand-up sex while she lowers herself onto his penis. Eventually, I find myself in her place (and Lance in his), with Lance's dick sliding into my ass. He fucks me standing up (I'm pretty much oblivious and drunk) and he lets out a load moan as he comes. I tell him he should be more quiet, since my parents are around. We decide to leave the party discreetly. We're stopped briefly by my mom, who seems to slightly suspect something. We walk around what in reality is Matt's neighborhood. I'm a little worried about driving drunk, but we get in the car anyway. I reflect that I've heard alcohol suppresses REM sleep, and I hope I'll still remember the dreams I'll have tonight.

Damn it! That last thought should've been a dead giveaway. Anyway, this dream was pretty interesting, as there were a number of spontaneous scene changes, though aspects of the dream remained constant. The part where I was staring at the green line pattern was very abstract. For some reason, I felt it had some connection with directions on a map (as in, the line between Point A and Point B on Google Maps), but the pattern kept changing, sometimes even becoming dashed or incomplete.

When I woke up this morning, I really didn't remember any aspects of my dreams at all, but I followed some advice I'd heard and just laid there for a while. From minute to minute, I would remember new aspects of the dreams (especially the latter one), and I'd jot down keywords. In this way, I basically reconstructed the second dream entirely from memory, when no conscious memory existed to begin with.

Fragments:

1. I was traveling out in the cornfields with Matt.
2. Jasmyn posts on Facebook that she is now "with it."
3. I'm talking to Matt. He asks me some sort of question, or the conversation goes in some direction, and I mention that I tend to dream about two people most often: him and Jasmyn. He asks me why I think that is. I tell him that I tend to dream about the people that I care about. He acts surprised.
4. I buy presents for my brother in sister and they turn out to be really lame. I think I got Micah drumsticks and Kristy something similarly-shaped.

Frustrated Ball

Jasmyn gets pregnant by sleeping with a random unremembered guy at a party when she was drunk. I get really angry and we fight hardcore, including some physical pushing and stuff in class. Chelsea and Erica (her friends) are disgusted by my immaturity. There's a class downstairs taught by a Mr. Walker-esque male. Eventually, we rehearse for a ball or choir performance of sorts. I'm dancing near Jasmyn with no idea of what the fuck I'm doing. I'm eventually dancing with this really cute girl that I hit it off with, and I can see Jasmyn's frustration. I give her and Jasmyn mixtapes while dancing, and Jasmyn smiles.

Break. This dream showed a number of the recurring aspects of my dreams, including the thought of being back in school with a schedule, my feelings about the separation with Jasmyn and her "sexual exploits," my discomfort about how her friends think about me, and my interest in finding someone else to love. In particular, I remember three dreams in the recent past in which I found someone else. Thankfully, there was a happy "ending" (more just a cut-off in memory) to this dream, where my friendship with Jasmyn was reconfirmed. This dream may tie in to the fragment about Jasmyn I had, covered above.

Cocaine Wars

I'm walking down the highway with some other people, analyzing how to get onto I-65 to get to Indianapolis. We snort some coke on the highway, and it's good. Some cops come by and stop. The guy next to me quickly slips his coke stash into my pocket, and I frantically search for a place to stuff the coke while we're ordered to strip, finally finding a little fold in the ground. The police strip search all of us by the side of the road. Break. Eventually, I am wandering the countryside naked, looking for my friends.

Break. I swear, cocaine has shown up in my dreams more than any other drug, and I've never done it. On the contrary, I smoke pot everyday (in fact, often before bedtime), and I literally remember no dreams about pot that I've ever had. Of course, there's the whole nakedness aspect that shows up in many people's dreams, as well. I have a feeling that this dream ties into the countryside fragment with Matt somehow, which may in turn connect to the conversation fragment with him. After these two dreams, I woke up and jotted them down, then returned to bed.

Tree Dilemma

Before the following dream, I had somewhat-spontaneous thoughts about lying in a doctor's office, with the doctor caressing me. My mind would fly around to different ideas. Every now and then, I'd catch myself in the ideological swirl and try to focus on lucidity, but I don't remember at any point being lucid within what I would consider to be a dream.

I was required to complete a number of tasks as Bilbo for 40 points in a quiz/task game involving Matt C and Chris H. The final task is to scale a tree to get to a window to get to what's inside (an hourglass, a la the Zelda commercial?). I scale the tree, but it's tall as fuck and I'll have to jump to make it to the window. I reflect that Bilbo wrote about the illusion of height. I decide against jumping. During my time in the tree, I hear a quote on the radio about introducing people to new music (High Fidelity-esque). In a higher reality (was I in a dream within a dream?) Jasmyn smiles and thinks about me while I put a poster on the wall of the same room (telepathy? alternate future?). Back in the tree, the police arrive and I get the fuck out of the tree. I run and hide behind a fence while a nearby cop looks for me. I accidentally make a noise. He heads toward me. I pull out my gun, cock it, and....imagine a number of ways to dispose of him, then wake up.

What a weird dream! First off, there's revolving identity, in which at one point I am Bilbo, and at another point, I am Ryan remembering the words of Bilbo. There are little implantings of my everyday thoughts (Zelda hourglass, High Fidelity, police) throughout the dream. Most interestingly, there's the whole section where there's a sort of higher-level dream (a la Inception) that is ideologically connected to the dream within a dream, but this higher level also involves my ability to read Jasmyn's thoughts. I don't remember any appearance of this higher dream, aside from what I mentioned, so I'm fairly sure that my dream-within-a-dream construct was only imagined (an imagined dream within a dream, wow!). And of course, the fucking police show up...typical. I'm always smoking pot in public, so the police are a constant entity in my mind. There's just something really iconic about a police car to me. Interestingly enough, the end of the dream melds with my imagination (is this normal or is this just a function of every dream? in essence, can you imagine different courses of action for a dream with that still being the body of the dream, rather than imagination?). I'm beginning to wonder if I should color-code my imagination sections, or if that would be redundant. Certainly, the thoughts leading up to a dream are imagination rather than dream-body.

Last night I had two very similar dreams in that it was the same place, same people I was with, and the same "goal" of the dream, or what I was tying to do.

#1: I was in some sort of city that was underground riding my bike with me sister and a friend. There were houses to the left and a thin platform about 2 feet wide that we rode our bikes on. To the right was about a 5 foot drop into a river that was really murky and smelled funny.

We started riding along the small path that was much like thin 2x4s laid next to each other. We drove past a few houses and I say another friend of mine siting on his porch just staring off into the distance. I waved to him and he said "Hey, what's goin' on?"
"Just riding our bikes," I replied, "Wanna come?"
"Nah I can't" And so he stayed there, sitting on his porch.

We rode down this small ramp that was there on the trail and had to make a small turn to the right only the trail narrowed to about 2 inches wide. I was the first to go and just sped through it hoping I wouldn't fall in. Then came my sister, and third was her friend. About 15 feet down the trail it ended into a very narrow alley which was about a foot wide, just enough for a small adult to fit through.

I started to squeeze through it only to notice that it got narrower as it went. Worst yet was that when I was about 2 feet from the outside I got stuck and a giant spider about the size of a CD started walking towards my face from where I just was. I'm normally not afraid of spiders but this one was a bit too big and out of my comfort zone.

I started wriggling as hard as I could and right before it got to me I managed to squeeze all the way our and was in another alley, only this one was of normal size and a good 10 feet wide. Before I could get a good look around I woke up.

#2: Later that same night I had a dream that was very similar, only this time it included more of my friend and stayed underground.

It was the same setting as last time, even the same spot we started at and the same people were with me. We started riding up this hill and once we were at the top we noticed somebody was there and was taking a sobriety test. I couldn't tell who it was but I noticed that he had to walk in a straight line placing one foot over the other (Like a normal sobriety test would)I couldn't tell who it was since it was so dark, so I went behind the housed on our left and started looking around for a flashlight. I noticed a wooden table with some tools on it and there were also two flashlights, a red and a yellow one. I picked each up to see if it had batteries in it and the yellow seemed rather heavy so I grabbed it and walked back over to the officers.

I shined it on him and noticed that it was my friend who was taking the test. I said, "Hey, whats going on? Were you drinking or something?"
"No," he replied cautiously. "Not a lot anyway."
The officers then decided to let him go and walked away. I asked him again, "You wanna come for a ride?"
"No thanks" he said again.
"Okay, how about just a walk then?"
"Alright, that sounds good." And so he started to walk with us.

The same narrow part in the trail was there still but since we were walking, we just jumped right over it. We came to the same narrow alley and this time I noticed two spiders, both as big as the last. One was black and fuzzy, like a tarantula. The other was a yellow and black combination with black on part of it's back and yellow every where else. (If this sounds like an actual type of spider please say something) I decided this time I would kill the spiders first and then go through the passage. I stepped down near the river and grabbed a remote control that was laying on the floor (?)and smacked the black spider once and knocked it off the wall. My friend then grabbed my hand and yelled, "What the heck are you doing!?"
"Killing the spider so I can go through," I replied, a little confused. It was at this point that he started shaking me and I could feel the dream fading. I then knew it was a dream but it was too late (No, this doesn't count as an LD since this is how all my dreams end

Key:
Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations
i Inner Awareness, a Action, f Form, c Context

Bloodbath Fragment

I was in a dingy bathroom. The walls were brown and the floor was tiled dark red. Everything was dirty and the lights were really dim. There was someone in a bath with attached shower. He was bleeding.

He was then on the floor, blood gushing from his head all over the place ( c ). There were several shades of blood ( f ). Someone else was there and remarked that people had multiple levels of blood in their bodies. The lighter and more saturated the colour of the the blood the less important and the darker and less saturated the more important ( c ). The blood gushing out of the man's head was getting darker and less saturated ( f ). The person commented again that if he lost any more he would die.

Ex-Con?

I was sitting at a table in an unfamiliar room ( c ). It was some kind of apartment with white walls. Also in the room were some other people, but I didn't recognise anyone except two old school friends, L and S ( c ). I was writing and there appeared to be some kind of lesson or lecture going on ( c ).

The next think I knew everyone is leaving. I walked out and found myself on a street walking in to a supermarket.

I found myself at the check out with several items. There was a man with me that I don't recognise ( c ). His eyes were very blue and he had dark brown hair. He was slightly taller than me and wearing a white top.

I was placing my items on the checkout. I remember there being some kind of unfamiliar green fruit or vegetable ( f ). Another man who was wearing a dark jacket picked up two of my items and stuffed them inside his jacket. I gestured to protest, but he gestured that I shouldn't, so I didn't ( a ).

I was rushing to pack the carrier bag, but the check out assistant was super fast ( a ). She quickly handed me a receipt and asked for £1.50. I could read the value clearly on the receipt. I took some change out of my pocket, but dropped it all over the check out ( a ). I scrambled around looking for the money. I picked up a £1 coin, two 20p coins and searched for a 10p coin, but couldn't find one so gave her two 5p coins. I felt very flustered.

I was then leaving the supermarket with the blue eyed man. We walked back towards the apartment and saw L and S going in the other direction. I waved and L waved back, but S just looked typically miserable. While walking back I got the sense we were in a foreign country, probably somewhere in Europe ( c ).

We reached the apartment. It had an external staircase so we ascended. Stopping at the door I remarked to the blue eyed man that I was a murderer! ( i,c ) He was shocked and just stood there. I invited him in and said that we should have a drink ( a ). I walked in to the apartment, not noticing the clear signs of a disturbance throughout.

I found a bottle of some kind of alcohol on the floor. It was open but full. Somehow it was lying on its side but the liquid did not flow out ( f ). I shouted to the man that we should have a drink ( a ). Only then did I start to become aware of the state of the place. Things were broken and knocked over. There was a dart in a red sofa that looked like it had been thrown from the doorway ( c ).

The man was still standing at the door, shocked that I had randomly just told him that I was a murderer. I realised that something bad had happened while I wasn't here, but somehow knew that I would get the blame for it! ( i )

Some police walked in. One of them was a black detective guy. He was accusing me of something and I was being arrested ( c ).

Suddenly I felt that I wasn't a man any more but a blonde woman ( i,f ). I had a flashback to some kind of prison where I was sitting at a table wearing an orange jumpsuit ( i ). Another woman was being lead through a door by some guards. She looked at me. She had long dark hair and was extremely beautiful. I felt as though we were friends. I knew she was being released and that I would be soon ( i ).

Back in the apartment I felt as though she had been there recently with me and I also felt as though I had betrayed her somehow ( i ).

7/28/10

I haven't been having any "stand out" dreams lately.. I wake up barely remembering any or may have gone a few nights in a deep sleep. I just have been having those light dreams
..just nothing interesting about them. Just a quick update the dream I had about a baby in my arms..a family member of mine just found out they are pregnant with their first child.
I tend to know someone is going to have a baby by having dreams that I am having or holding one myself..
Weird..lol.

Last night I had a dream it felt like I was a in my very early teens.. I was on the front porch and remembering this gloomy orange light above me. It was the only light that was on ..other houses were dark I couldn't even see the color of their walls.
I turn to see my grandmother ( May she rest in peace) in my dream and she rarely is seen in my dreams.. this would be the 3rd time I have seen her since she passed away so many years ago.
I see the place slightly change instead of me standing on the front porch I was standing underneath train tracks.. ( in n.y we have some tracks elevated in some streets and sidewalks). So I am standing under this train station.. I am struggling at this point in my dream trying to take down any hidden messages or symbolic meanings.. I have habit looking for those in my dreams they r more interesting days later. . anyway
I am under the train tracks and once again I find myself knocking out a girl clear across on her back in the middle of a crowd. It felt good knocking her out because I felt attacked. She hit me and I just felt the need to hit her back after I was trying to calm the situation down.

I knocked her out and I see police officers coming towards me hands on their hips
So I start yelling " I had to defend myself! I had to defend myself!" I look over and see my grandmother and her face is puzzled.. she is not happy but she is not sad either.. it was more like " damn you didn't have to do that". I find guns pointed at me and I felt so weird.. it got so quiet ..I thought it was the last moment of my life..

That was it.. weird dream but decided to documented it anyway..

Cops on the Bus

I'm on a school bus. I know it's a school bus because at the back of the bus is the emergency door and the window... not like public transportation with a seat at the back. So I'm sitting with some people... they're police officers. I wonder if I'm in trouble??

Next thing I know, there's a ruckus at the back of the bus. One of the police officers tells me to go to the back and break it up. I look down in my lap and there's a badge in my lap!!! I clip the badge on the back pocket of my jeans and walk back to the back of the bus to see what's going on. Someone had broken a glass bottle. Standing at the back door to the bus is a guy I went to grade school and middle school with, Carl. I look at him and ask him what happened. He doesn't answer me and I get mad and tell him that someone better clean up that broken glass before someone gets hurt!! He doesn't do anything. I yell at him to give me the napkins he's now holding in his hand so that at least I could clean it up. He tells me, "You know, we don't talk like we used to."

Vitamins at the Grocery Store

Now I'm in a grocery store. I'm going up and down aisles and I see that it's like an after Christmas sale. There's just all sorts of junk lined up in no particular order. I look up at the ceiling and there's like barbecues hanging from the ceiling... and kids bikes. I have a shopping cart but I have no idea what I'm looking for. I must have had some stuff in my cart because I get in line to check out. Then I remember!! I need more Flintstones vitamins because I'm out!!! I run to get the vitamins, then...

The Award Show

I'm in a bathroom. Or a dressing room. Doing my makeup. I'm looking in a mirror. (score one point for a personal goal attained!) I'm putting on eyeliner, but I already have eyeliner on. So what I'm doing is adding another color above the brown that's already there... interesting. I do my left side fine. Then when I go to do my right eye, the eyeliner smears and I have to keep starting all over again.

I finish my makeup and now I'm in a beautiful white gown with a really really really long... wrap? It's not part of the dress... it's like what Starter had on in that scene in The Cell, that obnoxiously long cape... but white and with little raised dots about the size of a quarter all over it. I'm walking out onto a stage and it's an award show! I have just won the award for best outfit ever!! I'm so excited and I wonder if my makeup turned out ok. And then I wonder... if I'm at an awards show, why didn't someone else do my makeup? Anyway, I walk off stage and find a place to sit, which is difficult because of the size of my cape, and when I sit down I look at my shoes... ruby red high heels. I think this doesn't match at all. But they were awesome shoes!

My dreams haven't been as vivid as they usually are over the past few days. I don't know why. I'm not stressed out or anything, I'm getting plenty of sleep. I hope my body and my brain figures it all out.

Car Wreck Cops

I'm at a post office I think. I'm in line behind a man at the counter who has sheets and sheets of stamps. Just like a huge stack of them. All different designs and different values. He's just trying to mail three letters and put some stamps on them. I pointed out to him that he should use the smallest denominations first to get rid of them.

He leaves and it's almost my turn at the counter and four police officers walk into the building. I look down at the floor and see that I have a grocery bag full of fireworks at my feet!!! I'm sure I don't want to get caught with this. The cops point at me and tell me to come with them. I leave the bag of fireworks and go out the door with them.

We get outside and we're in the covered entry way to the building. It's maybe thirty feet long and the parking lot is to the side and at the end of the entryway. I see a couple of guys walking towards the parking lot. It's night. I look into the parking lot and don't see my car where it was parked. The cops tell me that my car got wrecked and they took it away on a tow truck. I ran to the guys walking away. I grabbed one of them by the collar and demanded he tell me what happened. He didn't understand English and he was Asian. I was mostly mad because my camera and my ipod were in the car, along with the rest of the fireworks.

Okay, I remember bits of my dream pretty clearly I think.

We were in the Philippines. But at the same time in my unit in Perth. It was a flat, one of those ones up high in the sky, and the building it was part of was joined to a sister-building.
The Singaporean guy that was going to rent it out text messaged me to say that he had declined for now unless my place could surpass the fact that the other places had guinea pigs and rabbits for him to watch (something like that lol). My mum complained that I didn't clean the place up enough, which was true.

Haha, my brother had somehow swapped bodies with someone else, and was really fat. xD He is quite thin/muscly IRL.
We were going to some store on the same level as the flat. It was owned by some rich fliipinos. You had to do a blood test (just those ones where they prick your finger like for diabetics) and there was a security guard standing outside that would do that for you.
For some reason the owner of the store wanted me to go in even without doing the blood test. But I needed to go back to the flat for some reason.
And then I cam back with my bro and the two maid's children, em-em and adrian, and we went through.

There was this cool escalator thingy there. I recall the place was quite shiny or something. I can't remember what happened here though.

Afterwards, I watched an old man slide down the escalator thing awesomely; he did a jump as he went over the slopes. It was like a slide at Adventure World. There were three parts to it. Some children followed after him, but the girl did it on her feet and not sitting down like the man had done. I thought that I would've been too scared to do that at her age, and even now

Then I met up with someone around my brother's age and he had a watergun.


I was sitting with my brother, em-em and adrian, GB and I think someone else but I'm not sure who. We kept on walking round and round the table, working out who was going to sit where and next to who. I think AD was there. He's some guy that I went to high school with and not very many people liked him. But anyway, I think I sat next to him, but I am unsure of this.
We were carrying our meals in our hand (chicken with rice) as we walked around the table, and there were drinks there in shots. Some were coca-cola and some were some type of clear alcoholic drink. Either wine or vodka. I remember thinking that I was going to drink the coke coz I'm not too fond of alcohol.



Now here are some keywords that I wrote down, so that I could go back to them and write about these dreams. But it didn't work
Book.
Police on highway.