Tinkerbell88

11/07/10 - I normally only record dreams that I can remember in full detail, but this one was so weird, I thought I'd write it down even though there are blanks. So the first thing I remember is being at my boyfriends house in his room. His dad walks in and tells us the cat just had kittens (in reality they don't even have a cat!) and he brought them in to show us. Michael asked if I'd like to hold one of them. Of course I did, they were ever so tiny and extremely cute! They didn't look newborn, I'd say they looked about 2 or 3 weeks old. My boyfriend picked up the light gray and black tabby and placed it in my hand. As he did, the cat started to poo all over me! I was freaking out, but not in an over reacting way. My boyfriend and his dad were laughing at me because I'd closed my eyes and was saying 'I don't wona look, its gone everywhere!' Eventually My boyfriend took the kitten off me so I could get cleaned up.

The next thing I remember, I was at work, but it wasn't my normal place of work (the cinema) I was at a theme park and my job was to clean / keep the track of a roller coaster clear every time it had gone past. The part I had to clean was under a tunnel, which would shake every time the roller coaster went past. It was really loud. The area manager from the cinema turned up at one point. He came over to talk to me and I thought he was going to have a go at me for something, as he normally does, but he was laughing and joking with me. I could hardly believe it! He was saying how he got pooed on by a bird earlier in the day, so I was telling him about the kitten.

After that, I'm at home, with my boyfriend. (We don't live together yet, we were both just at my house.) I was pregnant! But I didn't look it. My tummy wasn't big, and I didn't feel anything either. I walk into the kitchen and I have the baby. But I don't give birth to it or anything, I just.. have it. It was a boy, and it was tiny! Length wise, it was about the size of a jumbo sausage roll. It took a few seconds for it to start breathing. It didn't cry at all. Its eyes were so big and blue and he just kept looking at me, I'd never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I took it into the living room to show to my boyfriend and remember saying 'That wasnt bad at all.' It was as if I'd given birth to it without being in labor. I felt no different at all. I also remember asking my boyfriend 'Do you think I'll still get labor pains later on?' He replied 'Yeah probably.' So I felt kinda worried about that. I noticed that the umbilical cord was still attached to me and the baby. I asked my boyfriend if he wanted to cut it, but he was worried because he didn't know how. He said 'Just try pulling it at the ends.' I tried it and it just detached from us both, a bit like taking a hose pipe off a tap. I was then panicing because I imagined the baby would be hungry and I didn't have a clue how to make a bottle of milk. There was powdered baby milk in the kitchen, but it didn't indicate on the tin how much to mix with water or how warm to make it or anything like that. And the baby bottle was in about 6 different pieces and I didn't have a clue how to put it together. I didn't know where my mum was to ask her, we were the only two in the house, well three if you include the baby. Any other dream I've ever had where I was pregnant or I had kids has always freaked me out. In the dream I always felt like I didn't want to be pregnant, I didn't want to have kids, I wasn't ready. But this one didn't seem that bad for some reason. Strange, as I'm not big on the idea of having kids at all.

17/06/10 - First of all I must point out, I finished school in 2005. I dreamt I was on my way to school. I got on the bus and paid the driver, but he didn't print me out a ticket, he just gave me one from on top of the machine. (Bus drivers normally do that when they're pocketing the cash). I looked at him suspiciously and then went and sat down. The driver kept looking at me through his mirror, so when I was getting off the bus I asked if everything was ok. He said he'd run out of change, so I looked if I had any to swap with him. I had three 50p coins, which he gave me a £2 coin for. I was honest and said that wouldn't be right. He didn't have any £1, 50p or 20p coins, so I said he could give the correct change in 10p and 5p coins if it helped. He seemed really nervous. He kept giving me the wrong change, like he couldn't add up. He then blurted out 'The machines broke by the way.' It was like he thought I was an undercover spy, out to catch bus drivers who don't issue tickets like they're meant to.

When I got off the bus I looked at my watch, it said half-past 7. I thought 'that can't be right, where has the day gone?' So I checked what time it said on my phone. Sure enough, it said 7:30pm. I carried on walking towards the school. It was still light, but it was summer so it wouldn't go dark till about 9:30pm. As I walked past the school gates, I could see the odd student here and there, so I decided to go in anyway. I walked to my form room, and on the way a teacher stopped me, asking where I'd been. I told them my watch was wrong but they didn't believe me. She kept on at me, so I decided to go to the toilets to get away.

As I walked in, I saw a row of about 20 cubicles on each side of the room. Loads of them had 'Out of Order' signs on the door. There was a musky smell, damp... like most public toilets, and the place wasn't well lit. I went along the rows, opening the doors which would open as I went, trying to locate the cleanest looking cubical. The one right on the end seemed ok. So I went in it, locked the door and leaned against it for a while, trying to work out why my watch and phone showed the wrong time. A minute or 2 later, I heard a toilet flush in another cubical. Then water started rising up, out of the one I was in, so i ran out of there as fast as I could, telling the teacher that was still stood there. She just told me to hurry up and get to class.

In my form room, there were about 6 other people, all sat around, chatting because the teacher hadn't arrived yet. I kept looking at my watch, which was still ticking, yet the time was still 7:30... I remember thinking to myself I had an appointment at the school office at 2:30 and that I mustn't miss it. When the teacher arrived, she looked at me and told me I was banned from the class so must remain quiet and then never come back after today. I didn't understand why I was banned, just for being late, yet I wasn't late because I got there before the teacher.

I looked at the class room clock, it said 2:45pm. I suddenly realised I was late for my appointment so I asked the teacher if I could leave. She let me, so I rushed downstairs to towards the office. but as I reached the bottom of the steps, I could see the teacher who I had an appointment with stood in the corridoor. So I went up to her and told her I didn't mean to be late and that my watch was wrong. She totally blanked me so I decided to head outside because I remember my teacher telling me to never come back to class.

The next thing I know, I'm on the roof of one of the science labs, hiding, right on the corner of the building. I didn't want anyone to find me, but the kids who could see me from other class rooms kept waving at me so that gave away my position. All the teachers start screaming at me to come down, while all the other kids were cheering me on. It was really hard to hold onto the edge of the roof, so I kept thinking to myself I was going to fall any minute. Yet I kept refusing to come down when the teachers asked.

I remember wanting to spit my chewing gum out, but I was worried it would land on someone down below. I found a place no one was standing and aimed for that. But no matter how many times I spat out the gum, it felt as though it was still in my mouth, I just couldn't get rid of it.

10/06/10 - I dreamt I was on a 'day out' with work and we were going to a place that taught wave riding (Like surfing but more extreme). It looked really fun on the flyer so we were all looking forward to it.

When we got there though, the changing rooms were really grim. They were communal rooms, showers and the area wasn't well lit. The floor was soaking wet and the place was a bit like a maze, you could easily forget which area your bags were in (There were no lockers.) The creepy thing was while you were walking through (as you had to, to get to the main pool area) we kept seeing small lightening bolts of electricity, mainly coming from the control room for the wave machine. They came really close, and we couldn't understand why no one had been seriously injured by them. So we were all freaking out about that. It was a really weird place. The showers had urinals in them and there was a cattle grid type thing which we had to walk over, where girls would squat to have a wee! One of the staff said it was because it was quicker that way...

There was a group of pros in the pool and the wave machine was making waves that were about 20ft tall. It looked really scary and dangerous. The waves seemed out of control, it didn't look fun at all. The pros didn't seem scared at all, they seemed like the kind of people that were here every day practicing. The strange thing was they didn't use surf boards. It was like they were doing training exercises.

We all got in the pool. The wave machine wasn't on at first. So it was just like swimming warm up exercises that we were doing. I remember having my watch on in the pool and thinking to myself 'thank god its waterproof'. I had my nans wedding ring on too and i was paranoid it was going to come off my finger and sink to the bottom of the pool.

It was hard to move around in the pool, it was as if we were all in normal clothes. We had a few races, then it turned into a game of water volley ball. After that, the pros were back and they were all stood round the edge of the pool. They put on a sort of show for us, they kept diving into the pool, but once they were in, it was like they were a DVD someone had pressed reverse on, and they'd jump back out, feet first. It was because the pool had reverse gravity, so once they'd gone in, they were thrown back out, like they'd hit a trampoline or something.

After that we went back into the horrible changing room place to shower and get changed, but someone had put all our bags on the wet floor, which had about an inch of water covering it, so all our stuff was soaked. The only nice thing was the showers were really warm.