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I totally forgot to write this down >< so I remember some parts, but not all.

I was with a woman in a dark room, I'm not sure why but I associate her somehow with Adiane from Gurren Lagann. She was evil and testing me somehow. She told me to sing a certain song, I think it was a hardcore song, and I was trying as hard as I could to remember how it went or how it started, but I couldn't quite grasp it. Finally, after thinking for a couple minutes, I told her I couldn't remember it. She told me that would 'make [me] lose one point', and that was really bad for some reason, so I started trying to remember it again.

Later, I was in what appeared to be a large, dimly lit basement, with many patches that were completely dark. The walls were unfinished concrete, there was lots of exposed wood and there wasn't much in it. I was hiding behind a furnace or something where it was quite dark, and there was an old man walking around to see if there was anyone down there. I think he was connected with the woman because he was also evil and the environment was similar. He was just about to go up the stairs when I got scared and came out. He said something along the lines of, "oh! Good thing you came out, anyone who doesn't would be in a lot of trouble." I was glad I'd come out, but still scared. That's all I can remember.

First, I was at my old house with my mom and another girl from school. I had a big fight with my mom.. we were at the table or something..

Then I was cycling to school with my brother.. We had to take a right turn.. then I suddenly raised myself above the road and I had to carry much weight.. I gave my brother a key or something to unlock the gate.. but I was there first so I opened the gate (the key was with me again somehow) and I showed a weird chemistry test from my brother to my old friends.. he had only 6 answers wrong..

Then I was in the office, me and my brother were doing something on the computer and I needed a better chair, but there wasn't a better one.. Then my dad locked my in the office.. I don't think my brother was there as well.. but it was suddenly full with water and I was trapped with one of my legs.. the other one was covered with grey eggs/seeds of a butterfly.. it felt really gross and weird.. then there came a demon (girl-demon with kind of orange hair.. she swam to me) and gave me some weird small stones.. I could throw them at the window, because my dad was outside.. so I did. He eventually came back and unlocked the door, just in time because the eggs were starting to hatch.. I ran to the door, and some butterflies already flew away.. they didn't all hatch though..
Then I woke up.

-Enteme-

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a classroom, sitting at a desk or a table. The desks, I think, were all joined together for each row, so each row of desks was like a long table. I sat at about the middle of the classroom, and just a bit to the right of the center of the row. The room was lit with a dim, drab, greenish fluorescent light.

I was probably myself, at my age. But I was sitting among a bunch of kids in about sixth grade. Everybody around me was probably Latino.

I turned around to my left and faced the back row. Everybody in the classroom was getting ready to take a multiple choice test. I was telling everybody in the row behind me how important this test was, but how everybody would do well in the test, because everybody was really smart.

The test had now begun. I noticed that one of the kids, a boy sitting more toward the left of the center in the row behind me, was doing his test in a weird way. The boy was kind of overweight. He wore a black heavy metal t-shirt. He had his hair shaved into a style a bit wider than a mohawk.

I remarked to somebody in the row behind me -- either a woman my age or a girl the boy's age -- that the boy was answering all his multiple choice questions with only one letter -- either "c" or "d." I laughed at this, hoping to share the laugh with the woman or girl. I probably implied that only a stupid person would answer all his questions with the same letter.

But now the test was over. I realized what I'd done. After I'd given such a nice speech, telling everybody how smart they all were, I'd singled out one boy as being stupid. I may have caused that boy to lose faith in himself. And I may have made myself look like a cruel kind of idiot to everybody else.

So now, to make up for what I'd said, I started giving some weird speech to some group of kids (and an adult?) near me. It was intended for everybody to hear, especially the boy. But I was acting as if I were just saying it spontaneously, and like I didn't think the boy was going to hear it.

I basically said something about how everybody makes their own choices on a multiple choice test, and how everybody determines the choices that they make based on their bodily rhythms. So whatever patterns a person makes out of the choices on the test, those patterns are good, because they match the person's bodily rhythms.

The boy stood up from his desk. He walked toward the right side of the room, then up to the door of the classroom. I could tell he felt bad about my having made fun of him. And I could tell he thought the speech I'd given in an attempt to make him feel better only made him think I was an idiot.

I called out to the boy before he left the room. I said something to him, but I don't remember what. The boy turned around a little bit, not facing me, really, and said something to me, kind of mocking the way I'd made fun of him.

Dream #2

I was in some building. I had headed away from the first floor atrium of the building, and was now headed up a stairway. The stairway was wide and went up to a second floor or mezzanine area.

Another stairway, a bit narrower, went off to the right, from the second floor to some higher floors. This second stairway looked out onto the first floor atrium area.

As I was reaching the top of the first stairway, a guy stood at the foot of the second stairway, looking down to the atrium area and talking to a woman who stood there. The building was really quiet, even though it was really big, and the woman was the only one down there.

As I approached the staircase, I thought I'd just edge past the guy and let him keep talking. But the guy saw me, so he started walking up the staircase, in an attempt, I guess, to keep moving ahead of me. But he kept talking to the woman.

The staircase had two sides, divided by a railing. At some point, I tried to get onto the other side. But somehow the guy was blocking my way from doing that as well.

At first I kind of liked the guy. He was a white guy with pale skin, a kind of round face, a red beard, and read hair. He wore squarish, thickish eyeglasses, a cap, and a plaid, button-up shirt. He reminded me of a really nice guy I knew in New York, who now lives in Chicago.

But the more I looked at this guy, and had to listen to all the crap he was saying to the woman, the more I realized I didn't like him at all. He even seemed to be getting fatter and more annoying-looking. I wasn't going to be patient with him. If he kept blocking my way, I was just going to push past him.

But as soon as I pushed past the guy and started walking more quickly up the stairs, the guy started walking more quickly up the stairs himself, as if he had to keep up with me, or keep one step ahead of me. The whole time he was doing this, he was still trying to keep up a conversation with the girl down on the first floor.

The staircase got narrower and steeper. Also, somehow, it got twisty, like a helix. I had kept going faster and faster, to get past the guy. But he kept going faster and faster, to match me. At some point, he finally stopped talking to the woman. The guy and I were just in an all-out race.

By this point the staircase was so steep, it almost felt like it was inclining backwards. I had to hold onto the railing just to keep my balance. I didn't even know if I'd make it to the top of the staircase. For the final few steps, I had to close my eyes. The very last step was incredibly difficult.

The top of the staircase was some kind of small area, like an administrative area in a university library. I walked past the balcony that was around a staircase, then through a small hallway, then into a little kind of hallway-like alcove off to the right.

The man who had raced me to the top of the staircase was following me. We both sat down on a bench in the little alcove area. The guy sat to my right. He slumped over on his right side as we sat.

The guy started complaining to me. He was upset that I'd beaten him. (I'd only beaten him by half a step -- if that much.) But he was making it sound like I'd purposely pushed him really hard. Because I'd pushed him hard, I'd injured him somehow. So he was going to get me in trouble for injuring him.

I had stood up at this point, probably because I didn't want to listen to the guy anymore. I might have thought I was going to walk away.

But now the guy stood up in my face. He wasn't wearing a shirt. And he looked a lot different. He was clean-shaven, with a square, close-haircut and brown hair. He had a wide body, like good muscle slowly going flabby. His eyes were, at first, kind of pale blue.

The guy shouted at me that I shouldn't have pushed him so hard, because he had diabetes, and now his body was messed up in all kinds of ways.

The guy's appearance changed a little again. His irises now had a pale, reddish tint to them. I even thought to myself, Is this guy an albino?

And now, on the guy's chest, there was a tattoo. It was like a double-headed "triangle," or an abstract mountain with two peaks. But the left peak was slightly highter than the right peak. And in the body of this "triangle" was a vertical rectangle, solid black, with a wide, diagonal strip of white running across its center.

I felt bad for the guy. I didn't mean to get his diabetes all messed up. Plus -- for some reason, the guy now reminded me of a female-to-male transsexual. Something about this was turning me on, like I was attracted to the part of the man that was still female.

So I decided to be gentle with the guy. I tapped either the guy's chest or back with the back of my hand. The guy's body was still sweaty. We both sat down on the bench. I started saying something nice to the guy.

This is one of the dreams I really dislike. Good thing I'm through with this in my waking life.

It's the day of the big exam, the boards. We were already seated in our designated seats. Unluckily, our proctor was late on the first subject. She wasn't organized at all in giving the answer sheets and the test booklets. Thirty minutes passed before I was able to start answering. Some, including my sister, were already digging in. My anxiety increased just looking at them.

After the first test, I turned my laptop on (which is weird, because those are not allowed realistically -- I should've gone lucid here; I couldn't still). I browsed my usual stuff and had my headphones on. I didn't realize it was almost time for the second exam. The proctor was already giving out the sheets in front when I said I need to go to the restroom. I hurried on my way. There were still many examinees there, too. When I got back the classroom and took my materials, the seats were arranged differently. I couldn't find mine. I asked two guys who were talking to each other what their numbers were but they didn't answer me. It was as if they couldn't see me. I asked another guy (behind them) what his seat number was (mine was 6). He mumbled so softly that it was really hard to understand. I asked him to say it out clearly but he just kept his low voice ever so shyly. The number I could make out from him was 64, 18, and 32...which was absolutely weird because he should only be saying one number, and we were only twenty plus in the room...of which its walls disappeared then and there, we were under the night sky with city lights around. I told our proctor I couldn't find my seat. She stood and walked around, looking. I lost sight of her.

Pop Quiz
I am in my car and driving down the street that leads to my house. The street has recently been widened, but in the dream it was just a 2 lane road curving through the desert. I come to a place on the road where they are doing some road construction. It looks more like road destruction. The road is really torn up. I follow the detour for a ways and I see the entire road has been torn out, the rest of it is made up of a series of dirt tracks and detours. In the middle of all of these dirt tracks I find the place I am heading. It's a school. I go inside and sit at a desk. It turns out there is a test today that I forgot to study for. Damn… what am I going to do now? It turns out we can use resources, like books and stuff. I have my laptop. I open the computer, which is where my notes are. I am taking the test with the aid of my laptop when it starts raining… inside the classroom! The electronics in the room are all sparking and smoking. I hide my laptop under the desk where it won't get wet. But damn… this means I can't use the computer for the test… I'll flunk for sure. I continue trying to write on wet paper.

Bandits in the Trees
I am in a game of Oblivion, exploring through a forest with thick foliage. I am in sneak mode, making sure no one can see me. I know no one can see me, it's as if I can see the eye icon in my mind… and I see that it is faint, indicating that I am not being seen by anyone. I sneak through the foliage until I spot a couple of bandits in a clearing beside a tent. They are sorting through a couple bags of what I know are stolen goods. I take aim with my bow and an arrow, and I get sneak attack bonus damage on the first of the bandits. Of course now they both attack me. One of them attacks with a bow and arrow, the other comes at me with a sword. I use my shield to block an arrow coming my way and attack the bandit coming at me with a sword. After a short fight I win at which point I throw a few fireballs at the archer, who is still attacking me. Soon he is toast. I collect the loot off of the fallen bandits and search the camp for more loot. I find some gold and other assorted loot. I then continue sneaking through the trees until I find a ladder going up a large tree very close by. I start climbing the ladder into the upper branches of the tree. Someone is calling to me from down below. I look down, and there is a man down there calling to me that I am crazy to be climbing this tree. He says I am a sitting duck up there if one of the bandits spots me. I ignore the warning and continue. I swing along horizontal ladder rungs that are running under one of the horizontal branches, then climb more when that branch turns up. I enter a tree house at the top of that branch, and it is quite a tree house. I start searching through the place, and taking whatever I decide is useful or of value. It is the bandit's hideout, after all, it's ok to be stealing from bandits.

my one was at a store......i was with my boyfriend......we had ice cream and walked around the nearby walmart for something to do......then i was going with my parents.....and they drove a while to get to that one.....and i didn't like it because it was a small one.......and we went in a bus and my sister sat in front of me and kept turning around and slapping me and kicking me with high heals.......and i was buying towels (which were stolen by one of my roommates lately irl)

the other one was me in high school......i was sitting in the advanced classes room.....and the teacher was saying i should take an iq test......for fun.....plus she wanted to know........and put it on the shelf at the side.....so others could take it too if they wanted to.....and then she was talking about a test in the psyc. class that was coming up......and i made a face because i don't like tests....especially ones with essays/short answer.....and she said to not make that face...that it'll be fun.....because it's stuff that i find interesting.....(there was this test irl that she said would be fun before because we had to act like real psychologists and diagnose the patient from the case study with the information she gave and was convinced that that would be a fun part to the test)

i was at this house with my siblings....and the setting around the house changed.....and i was at this pond thing....an me and my 2 bothers found this small dock and this shed thing that had only one door and it lead to the water.....the pond kept changing size and shape....and my brother that was 2 years younger than me was cleaning it out....and i was helping him take stuff back to the house because that place was packed and my other brother (6 years younger than me) was using this boat to transport us.....and it looked like a toy and barely fit me and him.....

then we decided to use a zip line to take things to and from the shed......the house was up hill.......and i eyed up where to put the line.....and thought it would be good to take things down to the shed......but everyone else thought it would be better to move things from the shed up to the house.....so they did that instead.....which had gravity going backwards.....but i didn't care.......and we had a ski lift type chair made of cardboard transporting people up hill....there were no mechanics.....just a thin rope which i was surprised didn't snap......and we had 2 people on swings that were a foot from the ground to tell us if the rope looked like it was going to snap.......and the one asked what she should do.....and i told her to scream if she falls because that means the people much higher up are falling and going to die.......

and then we were going back and forth in the boat......and i accidentally knocked over the water color drawings my two sisters made and they were mad......the water was hip high and they had it in a bucket to dry.....and i moved and a small wave knocked over the bucket and they were both pissed at me

the next dream.....we were in the same house.....but there was a tiny alley to go through to get from the street to the back yard where the only door was.....and the alley was so tiny i don't even know how i fit because my ears kept scraping the walls......and my friend was following me there.....and we got to the back yard......and she asked why i didn't just go through the back yard from the road out back because that looked much easier......then i saw a snake that my mom's ex-boyfriend was holding....he was always trying to scare me......it had teeth like a shark but it was obviously dead so i didn't care.......then there were tiny snakes as long as my finger that kept falling from the sky......and these guys from the conservation district came and dug up our yard and put them in buckets of water that we all had to get from the stream across the street.......none of this was weird to me though

the next dream....i was in the same house.....except i was getting these tests with weird questions.......they took me to the attic so it would be quiet....but it was summer and hot and they didn't even open a window.......and the first question i messed up.......because they had an upside down Q and i had to match it to the keyboard and i hit where the q would be on a regular keyboard without looking at the buttons......they were all really weird looking.....and then i had to start over......and they had me defining weird words i've never heard of.......but i seemed to get all the questions right.......when i got down stairs......which was a ladder....i have no idea how the test lady did it in high heals though..........she said she had the results.......and she was talking to the other lady.....and they were whispering and saying that my problem was pretty much that i was too smart for my own good

the next one was me getting raped and beaten and taken to a hospital to get bandaged up and report it......and they switched me to a guy doctor who wanted to transfer me to another long term hospital for trauma.....and i kept begging the nurses to get me a different doctor because i didn't want a guy after what i'd been through and i cried the whole dream

the next was me just talking with my siblings at my old house....but i kept having these thoughts of wanting to hit them all the time like my mother did....and i kept crying whenever i thought of it.......and my mother kept hitting them but then my dream would flash and it would be me watching myself hit them from outside of my body and i would cry more

the next was at a costume store.....but i was getting art supplies.....and these two guys with guns came in to rob it and i was telling them that the dress looks more like a t-shirt and i need to add lots of fabric to it (like i did to my halloween costume last year)......and i kept annoying them and not being afraid and they rolled their eyes and walked out

Dream - Lucid

I was in what looked like my 11th grade English classroom. The teacher handed us back a test that we had been working on before, but hadn't finished. I started to pick up were I left off as I talked to the girl sitting beside me.

Then, I figured out I had a choir concert that night. One of the girls in the class, a black girl with pretty, short hair said she wasn't going to the concert and that she hadn't been to any of them (apparently she was in choir too). I couldn't decide if I wanted to go or not.

Then, I was in my car, driving down the road one of my good friends lives on. Her neighbor, Nick, the first guy I ever had a crush on in waking life, was outside by the mailbox. He had his back turned to me. As I drove by with him on my right side, I slowed down, reached my hand out the window, and touched his back, kind of rubbing it to get his attention. I noticed that his green shirt was very soft. I then kept driving down the road. I didn't look back to see if he turned around or not.

I was then at my house in the kitchen, debating on whether or not to go to the choir concert or not again. My mom was all dressed up and ready to go. I then noticed the time. 7:30pm. The concert had already started. I told my mom I wasn't going to go, and that it was ok for me to be missing the concert. She said something, but I can't remember what.

I was then in my room on the phone with Nick. He was trying to tell me about his memoir that he was apparently writing. I was listening, asking him where I could find it to read it and such, when I got interrupted by my brother. I told Nick to hold on and for my brother to go away. I then got back on the phone and kept listening to Nick. The interruptions kept coming as soon as Nick would get going telling me about his memoir. I kept having to tell him to hold on. I felt really bad; this had to be getting annoying for him.

I was in an office of sorts. Nang Gen gave us a test. I can't finish, or I find it hard. I was just gonna submit it, but she said that the deadline is on Wednesday. I was relieved, and wondered why I stayed too long to answer it in the first place.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Last night was filled with different fragments, and nothing else. Maybe I should stop going to bed at 4:00 AM.

I was at school, standing in the restroom. The room was about thirty by fifteen feet, with paler, turquoise laminate flooring that had a bunch of little bumps for texture - it's a slightly better-than-average looking room. There was an open doorway, with no door, on one of the longer walls. Next to this doorway was a basic cream, rectangular countertop with sharp edges, going to the end of the wall. The counter had three white sinks. Above it was one long mirror, divided into three even segments that were directly touching each other. On the other long wall, there were five or six cubicles that were smoothly painted this color. They were all closed.

The lighting wasn't coming from harsh, bright white fluorescent lights. The atmosphere of the room was fairly dim; the lighting was steady but probably only a bit more than half the brightness caused by fluorescent bulbs.

I was standing in front of the sink on the right, the closest one to the entrance. To my left, in front of the other two sinks were two of my friends; I can't remember who they were exactly, though. The only thing regarding these two people that I distinctly remember is that one of them was wearing a pullover, maroon-colored hoodie. I was in the bathroom with them because we had fifteen minutes before our AP Chemistry test, and I was just totally freaking out because of this.

Turning towards my friends, I said rather nervously, "I didn't study at all!"

One of them replied, "well, that's too bad..." and trailed off. Both of them left the restroom and left me there.

6/20/2011
My dream started with a city I've never been in and a house I hadnt either. It was designed in a newer esque futuristic hipster way and I lived with a different family. However, I was still me and the girl I was getting in trouble with in real life was still her. I felt the families disappointment in me, a true reflection of what I assumed was what my real family was feeling. Also, the father figure threatened to destroy my Spiral Knights fountain of marble if I kept up my nonesense. I wish I had one of those.
Later I was outside a resturaunt in my dream and called out to one of my good friends and teachers inside, she comes out and we start to walk to mcdonalds. After we leave I walk outside the mcdonalds and it transformed into a gas station. A nearby cart had chips in it so i ripped out the bag of sun chips (stealing I assumed) and walked with her into the darkness with it.
Here comes the weird part, as we went up the side of a steep hill off the road next to a line of cactus she fell. I tried to catch her but was too slow, and then she began to fall and tumble down the hill itself. I was confused as she began to RIP down the hill like she was being pulled down by an unseen force. As I ran after her, I noticed a person sitting out of the corner of my eye. I stopped and said "You"... The thing appeared in front of me and was laying down, without pants. It was offering itself up to me, and i asked "Is this what you want?" it nodded and it just emenated evil. I threw something in its face that I later assumed to be a bible and I felt the thing was a demon of lust. After defeating it somehow I ran down the hill and saw stickers everywhere, which i assumed i needed to find all the letters of my teachers name to get her back to life somehow.

I figued that this story was a show that I learned my lesson with girls, that I choose my education and friendships (symbolically my teacher and friend) over common lust. Proud of myself.

Bought myself a nice new leather-bound journal a while back to write my dreams in. Here are the first few entries:

1. (5/9/11) I remember taking a test and thinking that it didn't apply to me.

2. (5/10/11) Had a New York City dream. On the bus somewhere, I was hearing this announcement over a PA system about tennis rackets. We stopped at a Walmart for food. I feel like it was morning so the stop was for breakfast. I remember Julie telling this story to the people who decided to stay on the bus when we stopped. She said that she and her family were all coming back from a trip when they were in Dundee. They all got sick outside of this gas station and as an apology, her dad bought the biggest mushroom the store had. It was slightly larger than a basketball. They took it home, cut it into people shapes and put the little mushroom people on their Christmas tree. Julie's story was the end of the dream.

3. (5/11/11) I remember Eric getting on the microphone at DJ trivia and announcing something.

4. (5/12/11) Two fragments:

• Took place at a house in the country and I feel like it had something to do with senior ball, or what went afterwards.
• Me in the car with my dream-mother talking about something hilarious. I know that this dream was video-game-based and it took place immediately before I woke up.

5. (5/14/11) Dreamed I was in TWO three-day comas. both from car accidents. Wrecked the truck, then the Honda.

General text non-lucid awake lucid

Once again, my dream was very inconsistant, weird, and hard to fallow. I can't be sure of the exact order of events, so I'll just go one scene at a time and assume they're in the right order. One thing is for sure though... There was chocolate cake involved!

Piece of Cake

Part 1

The dream started with be sitting on the couch with my sister in my grandpa's basement. Because it was a dream though, only about half of the stuff in there was based on the real world. My grandpa walked down the stairs and handed us each a stack of papers. He mentioned something about it being an IQ test and then he walked back upstairs. I don't remember anything that was written on the papers, but I just scribbled a couple things and felt like I had finished. I looked over at my sister to see if she finished her test. She just left it on the coffee table in front of us and watched tv. I had the strange urge to fill out her IQ test as well, so I did pretty much the same thing. I started to feel guilty because I thought it would be cheating to fill out her test.

My grandpa came down right as I finished. He took both tests, graded them, and handed both of them to me as if he knew I did her test. "Good job. You got a 27." He said to me. I read both papers, and it said my score on my first IQ test was something like 27/9 points. The second was 27/44. I still felt guilt for some reason and everyone knew what I did. Despite this, a slice of chocolate cake appeared on the coffee table out of nowhere. I looked at it and knew it was an award for getting an IQ of 27/?? I was going to eat it, but I paused for a few seconds, thinking about the bad thing I did. After 5 seconds of thought, I took a bite out of the cake anyways. I didn't get to pay much attention to how it tasted though.

As I took a bite out of it, the wall to the left slid open. The cake was somehow a trigger to open a secret passage way. Rather than questioning why, I felt like it had to be explored. "Hey Miki! Look at the secret door!" This managed to get her attention, but she only glanced at it for a few seconds before returning to the tv. I walked into the hidden room. Contrary to the modern style of the house, this room was ancient and made out of stone bricks. The most unusual thing about the room though, was the underwater tunnel in the middle of the floor. I decided to dive into the water and find the other side of the tunnel. As I dove in though, everything quickly faded to black...

Part 2

The next thing I remember is sitting in the bedroom of my old home. It was also in a basement. My sister was also there and I was mad at her about something. She walked into my room and I gave her a dirty look. She threw a letter at me and said, "You got a letter from your school." I remember DV being printed on the back of the letter. I opened it and a magic voice started to play. "Congratulations! You won! Please enjoy your reward!"

I put the letter down and looked over at the floor like this . Once again there was a slice of chocolate cake in front of me. I think I did some other stuff in my room, but I can't remember very well. I do remember taking bite out of the cake again though. After I ate the cake, everything started to fade to black again...

Part 3

This time, I was standing in video game section of Walmart. My sister was still there and I was also with my aunt. I picked up one of the games to look at the back. It was some Mickey Mouse adventure game. "Oh that's kinda cool." I said as I looked at it. Mickey was in some wizard outfit. I was going to buy the game, but then I noticed Mickey was holding a plate of chocolate cake... I put the game back and started to walk away. My aunt asked, "You're not going to buy anything?" I just responded with, "Nah, I'll save my money for something else."

Once again the dream faded, but this time I was awake. I wanted to write about it in my dream journal. Was too tired though, so I didn't care that much about it and went back to sleep.

My Thoughts on this Dream

Ok new rule: No more cake before bed. I think this was one of the weirdest dreams I've had that was based off of reality. I also feel like drawing maps of my dreams now...

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Dream 1
A car in a field is stolen and I beep the horn. The cops arrive and show me a contract and he says “you have to pay me royalties.” I looked at the contract and saw the signature was not mine and said “I didn’t sign that.”

Dream 2 Test
I walk out of a doorway onto a grassy field. I remember it as a dream college area then I saw a goat and some sheep walking around. They seemed odd since they were just walking around mindlessly. Then I felt really good, I had passed some kind of important test!

Dream 3 Future Bridge
I am a passenger driving down a road in a little station wagon in California and it is flat and dry outside back dropped by mountains. The road turns into a 12 lane highway and I can see shopping centers and such. I feel like the road is changing in time as well as distance. At the beginning it was the 1970’s now it is the 80’s. Quickly it is the 90’s and 2000’s uneventfully. Then I am flying as we come to a bridge and I let the little station wagon from the 70’s go as it drives below me. Now it is the future but I am not sure when. I fly through the bridge’s upper girders and see how massive this structure is, the I-beams are bigger than I thought anything in my time was being made and wondered what kind of huge factory could produce these monsters. Then I noticed there was lighting up here too. Although it was daytime I got a quick nighttime vision of what it looked like at night and it was a nice bright green bridge. The lighting’s housings were huge, you could easily fit 10 SUV’s inside one. I wondered at the power that would be needed to do this, and all for something unnecessary, but got the feeling that it was a concern but no big deal, so much for energy concerns for the future.
The highway went off to the left but I followed my-times highway, which was now just a depression in the vegetation. The old highways had crumbled and acted like a bedrock letting only small plants with small roots take hold and you could follow this ‘depression’ down to the sea, this led into the marshes and parts were washed out. I now felt the familiar time of the early 22nd century but was still not too sure. There was a long beach but no sign of anyone having used it in any way which I thought would be odd especially for California. I felt there was no more to see and reluctantly landed roughly on a sandbar 6 feet out from the beach. There was nothing but those tall beach weeds on shore and a few houses way in back of that. I then felt I was violating some kind of rule landing here but could not take back off. I closed my eyes and imagined flying away but I wasn’t and upon opening my eyes I saw an all green helicopter with only a small white circle for a symbol on the door. The helicopter circled a bit then came down close to me and I could see it was about the size of a small car, far too small to hold a person. Then I heard an emergency type voice say “EXIT THE AREA!” from the green helicopter. I tried to get my legs out of the sand and then I was surprised to see an all blue robot with a human type appearance approach me. It was all blue head to foot with no face just a thin vertical black line in the middle of its “face.” “Oh crap!”
Then I am home again in early 2000’s time [not real life home] looking something up on the computer. It’s the old big computer TV like monitor and I start closing windows out as my mom and my other family members are coming in the room and distracting my attention [these are not my family members in real life].

The screen’s background has a pretty woman with short black hair on it who I seem to know and stare at it a few seconds before my sister enters the room talking loudly so I turn the computer off [I do not have a sister in real life]. They are all eating popcorn out of a bowl and passing it around and give me some but I just take out a few and crunch on them. I feel a little sad and not sure why.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked up something like a wooden ramp or a wooden deck that was in front of some kind of run-down beach house or shack made of wood. I may have been in a line with people.

I was now in a classroom. The desks in the classroom seemed all crammed together. We were all preparing for some kind of test like the SATs. I looked up from my study material and saw JW, my old friend from high school, studying for the test.

I made some kind of weird comment in a weird voice that I thought would remind him of our high school days. JW recognized me, but he only ackowledged me briefly and reluctantly. I was a little hurt.

Some voice called from behind me. I turned around. Another friend of mine, who I didn't recognize, was trying to get my attention. This guy was from some more recent time in my life. He may have been overweight, with tan skin, black hair in a ponytail, a goatee, and glasses. I was kind of put out that JW wouldn't talk to me, while this guy would.

Now the test was about to begin. The teacher was doing something. I made some kind of immature joke. The class' and teacher's attention were drawn to me. The teacher may have asked me something. I may have responded with a dumb answer that was a smart alecky way of saying I didn't know anything.

The teacher said, "What a disappointment. I thought you were one of the bright ones. I was looking for someone to give a presentation on how to take this test. I thought it was going to be you. But I guess not, now."

Apparently, we all had to go somewhere else to take the test. We were all walking through some area.

Later, I think I had decided not to take the test after all. I was somewhere that was half outside and half inside. I stood on some barren soil. A pit as long as my body and a few feet deep was dug into the soil. I sat down into the pit. I began pulling the dirt down onto myself.

I buried my legs pretty quickly. I started to wonder if I would suffocate if I managed to pull dirt all over my body, which was, I think, my objective. I may have gotten afraid. I may have pulled myself up out of the pit. As I looked down at the soil, the soil may have seemed disgusting to me, like it was feces.

Dream #2

I was in a high school, walking down the steps of a stairwell. A white kid kind of dressed like a gangster came up the steps and punched me in the face. I dropped my books. The kid kept attacking me, but I tried to ignore him. I picked up my books and walked the rest of the way down the stairs.

I got around a corner, into some place like a classroom. For some reason I looked back out around the corner, into the stairwell. The kid punched me in the face again!

Dream #3

I was in my bedroom. A strange, white animal was crawling across the floor. It was moving somewhat quickly. I thought it might be a mouse. But it had such a strange look, like a slug.

I was interested in the animal, but I didn't want it in my house. It seemed to be heading out the door of its own accord. I watched it as it approached the door. But just before it got to the door it turned back around.

I now got on the floor and tried to scare the animal away. But I only seemed to make it curious about me. It came closer, so I figured I might as well try to learn what kind of animal it was. It turned out to be very much like a white mouse with grey ears. But something about it still looked not quite right. I wondered if I actually wasn't looking at a baby rat.