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    1. 5/3/12 The Ribbons; New School, New Worries

      by , 05-03-2012 at 12:33 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      The Ribbons
      I remember being with my friends, J, E, and my sister Sam. For some reason we were exploring a tall hill. We decided to go back down. We were running down it as fast as we could, and we found someone’s house. Since we couldn’t go around it; we just decided that we would run through it and hope that no one saw us. We entered through their back patio door, and raced through there, looking for a front door. We ran into a big room, it was a girl’s room; she was possibly an only child. We ran through her outside door and made it onto the front driveway. We stopped to take a breath. Just as soon as we did though, two old men walked out of the house. They were looking at us rather curiously.

      “Please, come inside.” They said. “We would love to have you for company.”

      We hesitated, but decided to come in anyway. We went back through the outside door, entered the girl’s room, and then came through the kitchen. To the left was a bathroom.

      The dream sped forward. Apparently, one of our friends had taken some kind of purple hair ribbon piece from the girl’s room. We were still there and just looking around. J tried it on, wondering what it would look like. It was very pretty.

      I wanted to try something on. I looked around and found a wig; it looked like Hannah Montana’s wig; only it was very tangled. I held it in my hands, and looked all around the top of it, looked for the part. I found it. I decided I didn’t want to put it on; it probably wouldn’t look good anyways.

      The girl walked into her room, and seeing the four visitors, she ran back out. She then came back in. She was tall, and very pretty. She started talking to us about something. I looked at J and noticed that the ribbons were still in her hair. Crap.

      The dream sped forward again, and the girl left. She was okay that we were looking at her stuff. I wanted to try on the ribbon, so I got it from J and put it in my hair. I liked it a lot. I did some sort of dance routine with it on, and everyone said I also looked good with it in my hair. I made a note to myself to get more ribbons later on.
      That’s all I remember.

      New School; New Worries
      I was supposed to transfer to a new school. But I was just treating the first day as trying out for the school, and if I didn’t like it, I would switch back to my old one. I was very nervous; because this school was very big, and had many, many clubs; which means there are a lot of students. I came from a small private school, so you could imagine my anxiety.

      To soften my fear I remembered that both of my good friends went here; although, I probably wouldn’t be able to find them on the first day.
      I came through glass double doors. In front of me was not like a regular school that you have seen. It was awesome. The hallways looked like we were in some kind of space shuttle or something. It was decorated well.



      Someone came up to me, I don’t remember his name though. He welcomed me to the school, and told me that I should probably join a club first to get started. After immediately hearing these words, a group of girls ran up to me.
      She asked if I wanted to join theirs. I’m not sure what their club was, but you carried around brown messenger bags.
      I obliged, and they handed me a brand new messenger bag. I put it around my shoulder and let it hang over my upper body. One of the people in the club came up to me.
      “Wear it like this.” She said, fixing the bag so that she had her hand on the front of it. “That way you’ll look official.”

      I told her thanks, and turned towards the man that started talking to me in the first place. He said something about stamina in combat. My mind went straight to Eona for some reason. Anyways, he started throwing punches at me. I started to remark, but instead I jumped up and managed to dodge really well. I was impressed with myself.

      The I heard people all around say, “You’ll do well here, new kid.”
      All of a sudden, there was a siren. A pretty loud one. Everyone then went into a panic, and started walking fast. I ran outside to see what all the commotion was. The sky was grey and I could see a darker grey of a cyclone. I told myself if I didn’t go back in, I would get lost from my people. I quickly ran back in, and was being ushered by the man to get to safety.

      That’s all I remember.
    2. weird wig store on beach with star fireflies...

      by , 04-07-2011 at 11:02 PM
      I had this dream acouple days ago...I was walking down a walkway between all kinds of multi-story buildings, there were beach chairs and tables and umbrellas packed into this walkway, i had to weave around constantly to get around all of the stuff, and i was having a conversation in my mind with some unknown male voice about my planned move to Ireland to start a tech company...???? In reality, i hav eno such plans, although i'd love to live in ireland...as I am walking and making my way through the masses of furniture, this strange guy comes up to me, he resembles Jeff Daniels in dumb and dumber, and says to me, "If you bought that store it would look like this" and he turned and walked into a building behind him, and into a small store that was right outside the main entrance. I followed him in and it was kind of sparse, there as an empty glass case, some weird strips of leather(at least i hope it was leather) hanging on the walls, and a fireplace on the opposite wall, strange pictures that changed everytime i looked at them, like half finished artwork or something, i noticed there were no employees and said we'd better leave. I walked out and he came out the door and said "the next time i come to your store i'll be wearing a wig" and he pulled off a wig that was an exact duplicate of his real hair...i followed him back into the store and told himto put it back, he put the wig inside this werid, round cage looking thing, when he did, i noticed there was a string attached to the top of the cage thing and it started flying up into the air, it was being pulled into the wall above the door, when it got to the wall, the alarm went off and the door closed and locked us in...i panicked and started trying to twistthe doorknob off, the doorknob sun freely but the door didnt open.....he stood there laughing and joking about how we were going to be sea mates when this was over..???? he said "dont worry, i'll share the palm tree!" i noticed a door in the back corner that wasnt there before and noticedit wasnt shut all they way, so i pulled on it and it opened...it was the bathroom.....i noticed another door and opened it and realized it wasa backroom of some sort, i ran through the door and closed it behind me and locked it...i went through another door in the back and the back wall was floor to ceiling mirror...and there was a hologram of Michael jackson in it..or on it, that looked like he was dancing as i went passed it, but he stopped when i stopped...i went out a door that led me to the front of the building and the cops were there trying to talk the guy out while a whole boatoad of little kids were running around in circles all around the cops...i started as calmly as i could along the front of the building and around the back...i started running across a grassy field in the back of the building and there were a bunch of kids with jars of fireflies standing around making nursery rhymes about friday the 13th movies...i dont remember any rhymes in particular...as i ran through patches of thick grass, clouds of super bright star shaped fireflies flew up around me blinding me briefly...i finally made it to a road and started running alng a very skinny along the road, all the while going over in my head how the cops were going to know i was in that store..fingerprints etc...i came to a strange park like place with a big sign above the entrance tha read "KILLING CAMELOT" i stopped to look at the sign and decide if i was going to go in...i had a feeling i needed to be there...when i woke up...
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    3. Grey's Anatomy Cast Moving my Furniture and Cheater Theatre

      by , 02-24-2011 at 05:10 PM (Brainy Vapours)
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      Non Dream


      Dream 1 - Grey's Anatomy Cast Moving my Furniture

      Some guys are moving some furniture for me. Included are my Partner, my Brother In Law, and Alex Karev from Grey's Anatomy. The house we are in in a two level version of an old beach house my Grandparents used to live in. After a while, they come downstairs looking exhausted and frustrated. Apparently there was a problem. Lexie from Grey's appears and gives me the low down on the situation. While they were moving furniture around my baby son's bedroom, a window was broken. They are all very concerned that my son will suffer from too many cold drafts of air.

      Too much time in Germany is to blame for that brainwave I think! LOL

      Work stops and there is pizza for all the hard working helpers, but I realize I must bring a table down from upstairs so that people can eat it. I can't do it alone, but no one offers to help because they are all so tired. My Brother In Law seems to be especially tired - he begins to snore loudly on the couch next to me. I chide him for it and he smiles at me before quickly passing out again. Suddenly I feel really tired too, like I can't move, even though I did nothing. I know that the others all want me to go get the table, but we all pass out instead.


      Dream 2 - Cheater Theatre

      I think it's rather strange that "cheating" seems to be a reoccurring thread through out my dreams. Perhaps it is a dream sign, reflecting in inner fear.


      A group of people are watching my closely to see what I will do, if I will cheat on my man with this random guy that looks a bit like Tom Cruise. I feel pressured. I am not interested in cheating, but for some reason I agree to. There is a room separated by a curtain that we go into. Flash forward to after the "event", there is a large African American man telling me that I've got game, and he has respect for me. I barely acknowledge the comment. Flash forward to me putting on some makeup with the same people watching me intently. The onlookers are waiting with baited breath, and when I put on a certain shade of eyeshadow they go mental, telling me that the colour is perfect for me. It's really odd as they are all shouting and cheering over it. They offer me a really over the top curly blond wig to complete the look.