Thread: EP's Dream Journal

Afternoon Nap on 9/10

First dream I remember is very hazy. I was sitting in class, and a teacher was basically asking kids to label the person he/she would point at. So the teacher pointed at a few kids, and they got labeled (can't remember the labels) and then the teacher pointed to me and asked a Spanish foreign exchange student to label me. The exchange student said "tiger," and that's when I realized (or I think i did) that I was wearing an orange striped-like shirt. I tried saying something to him in his language and started speaking French instead, and then said something like "Oh I take French" like I couldnt speak to him, and I ended up saying "Gracias" and that was the end of it.

The second dream found me in some kind of vacation home, and I had the feeling that I was familiar with this place. The first part of the dream I was walking in the wilderness, up a path along a stream that finally plateaued to a decently sized river. It was hazy and foggy like an early morning in the woods, overcast as well. I remember thinking how I wished I would have had my camera with me to take a picture because it was really beautiful. I somehow got back to the house and ran into my dad outside, and in front of the house there were various firepits and stone paths going in different directions. The firepits weren't really the same, they looked different and they looked modern, liked caged steel firepits. I remember thinking we should build a fire and my dad said something like "This is the perfect temperature for a fire, we would build one if they werent leaving." (At that point I kind of realized it wasnt too hot and it wasnt too cold, I could feel the temperature) "They" were the people staying in our house, I dont know who they were (could have been our real-life next door neighbors but not sure) but I felt they were friends of my parents. I went inside the house, a log cabin looking place that looked like a standard vacation home and was looking for wood. I found a bunch on the mantel piece, only to find that they were somehow glued all together. I finally got a piece in my hand and then the dream faded and I woke up.

Some comments on this dream: I can still remember what the "vacation home" looked like. I can't really describe it but I could recognize it if I saw it again. This is one strong element that really didn't fade. I don't remember the exterior as much as I remember the interior, as if I were standing in the door way and looking around. Also, those various stone paths I mentioned seemed familiar. After waking up I likened them to paths I had seen in Belgium. I don't know why I felt this way, I just did. I have seen plenty of stone paths in my life but given the atmosphere of the day and the way the paths were going, I felt as if they were like the paths I saw in Belgium at a war memorial there.

Night of 9/10

I knew this dream was long but I forgot much of it's details. I was somehow entered into a college philosophy class (I am a junior in high school). I had vague memories of the actual class. The teacher woud lecture and I remember him assigning homework. All I remember was one assignment was 1-100, and I recall looking through a book and seeing the words "male and female" as part of the questions I was supposed to answer. I knew in the dream that I shouldnt have been in college, but I just went with the flow. Later on in the dream I remember having a conversation with my dad about the situation, don't know the details of that conversation, and by the end of the dream the problem was resolved.

Then I had my first remembered false awakening. I dreamt that I had woken up and had actually thought for moment and started writing in my dream journal. As I was writing, my dad came upstairs into my room and told me that the familiy was going out to breakfast. I was still writing and got angry at him because I didn't want to forget the dream I was writing. I eventually started yelling at him, then made a sudden quick movement that really did wake me up.

Afterwards I fell asleep for a few more hours and remember only a small portion of a dream where my dentist asked me if I wanted a prescription for Accutane (an ance medication, so really odd that a dentist would be asking) and I said yes.

Some comments: I seem to remember enjoying the dream about the college philosophy class because I am very much interested in philosophy. I am also excited about having my first false awakening, because now I know what everybody is talking about. I thought I was really awake, until I actually woke up! As far as yelling at my dad, I would never do that. I am very passive in real life and never yell at my parents like I did in the dream, and would never yell at my dad under those circumstances. I think we got in an arguement, I wanting to keep writing my dream down and he wanting to get to breakfast. Finally, it was odd that my dentist offered me Accutane because that is an acne medication and not something a dentist would write a prescription for. Oddly enough, in the next 2 weeks I'm suppose to be going to my dermatologist and probably get a prescription for Accutane.

Afternoon nap on 9/11

I dreamt that I was in the garage of "my house" (wasn't my garage but I felt it was) and there were a few people with me. One of the people pulled something from a shelf, a box, and lifted the box open. Inside this box was a guitar that I thought belonged to my dad. It looked like it wasn't "finished" yet, with the head and neck having bulky pieces of wood on it that looked like it was still being carved. The bottom of the guitar looked like my own personal Strat', with the same blueish color. There were no strings on this guitar. I told the person who took it down not to touch it as I thought it was the guitar my dad's dad have given to him and it was very expensive. The person touched it anyways and I yelled at them, I was very angry. It was then I realized that one of the people in the garage was my French/Theater teacher, and he was giving me a bad look so I told him that the guitar was worth $8000 in a way to try to justify me yelling. (I also just realized that when the person touched it, they plucked a string, but originally I had seen no strings on the guitar.)

Next thing I remember walking down a sidewalk on a bright, blue sunny day (or perhaps this happened before the whole garage scene?) and seeing my grandma and grandpa walking towards my house from the other direction. I think we exchanged quick hello's but then that part of the dream faded.

At some point I also asked my mom what we were having for dinner and she said she wasn't eatting until later for some reason... (this is important, I came to find out)

Later on in the dream I was sitting in the dining room of my house (this time it did resemble my dining room) and there were people outside and inside like we were having a get-together. I believe my grandma was sitting with me, and all I remember is me asking what of antidepressants (?!?) she was on, and yelling through the window to ask whoever else was outside what kind they were on. The last thing I remember about the dream is telling my dad about the guitar incident and being told that the guitar was Allison's, not his. I remember looking out of the garage then and seeing somebody I felt I know walking down the street with an acoustic guitar hanging from their shoulder. That person then entered somebody elses garage, first taking their shoes off and putting them in a bin by the door. Then I woke up.

Some comments: What an incredibly weird dream this one was. After thinking about it for a while, the "garage" seems to be my old garage from my old house and not my garage in this house. And even though there is dad's dad guitar somewhere, it's not in this house and he would never throw it in a box in the garage. Plus, I know what a guitar looks like, and the guitar that was in my dream was very odd looking. I have no idea why I was asking my grandma what kind of antidepressants she was on, but she did answer me. Then the part where my dad told me it was Allison's guitar was incredibly odd, as I do have a friend named Allison but there is absolutely no reason her guitar would be at my house, and she barely even plays guitar. I felt very strongly like I knerw the person carrying the guitar walking down the street and I felt somewhat jealous because I wanted to jam with somebody and this guy was going to a different house. It seemed like this took place in my old neighborhood, with bits and parts of my new house.

But what really strikes me as odd is what happened after I woke up. I went downstairs to ask my dad about dinner and he said my mom had just called. Guess what? She wasn't hungry and was probably just going to eat later. A little odd, considering I just dreamed about her saying something like that.

Night of 9/11

This dream invovled my old group of friends. We were all heading over to some girl's gouse in some sort of van. We got there and her mom greeted us (A slightly overweight woman with her upper two front teeth missing, and the rest of her teeth in not-so-good condition). I don't know if her daughter was actually there but she mentioned her husband's plans had been cancelled (business trip?) and he was on his way home. Just then the front door swung open and there he was. He told us all to "go up stairs, he'd be there in a minute" and he seemed pretty angry. So we all went upstairs and sat in the hallway along the ways (A very odd hallway, like the walls were only to our waist and I could see my old friend across the wall who was sitting on the otherside of the hallway). We sat there for a little bit and then the father came up, seeming really upset. He first came to me, kicking the wall next to me, and said something like "What did you do with my daughter?" I told him I did nothing, kept promising him of this, and told him that I didn't even know his daughter (because really, I didn't have any idea whose house this was or who we were going to see). He moved on from me and asked everybody the same question, and eventually he let us all go. We all headed outside and got back in the van and headed to what I presumed to be my old friend Matt's house. At some point during this ride I made a comment about his driving. I remember the van pulling into the garage, which looked unfinished (exposed wood everywhere) and that is all I remember.

Some comments: It seems like a prevalent theme in a majority of my dreams thus far is anger, either myself being angry or somebody else being angry. Also, I knew in the dream that I didn't know this girl, I remember thinking in my mind that I didn't know this girl, and that should of tipped me off that it was a dream, but alas, it did not. As for the friends, I no longer spend time with any of them anymore and don't see too much of them except for the few that go to my school, but I guess they are definitely still lingering in my subconscious.

Night of 9/12

The first dream took place at some kind of ocean-side hotel. My dad and I were in a game room of the hotel and I was trying to play a game, but remember the console somehow just crushing in my hand. As a result my dad and I went out to the main lobby to talk to somebody in charge. My dad was upset but not angry and he didn't show any extreme outward anger. He talked to one of the workers there and that's where my memory of the dream fades.

The next dream I had was me attempting to keep my mom out of my bathroom (there's a reason, not going to mention it here). My room and bathroom were exactly as they are in real life now. I remember her having a paper cup in her hand, about to walk into my bathroom, when I diverted her attention by telling her I had a bunch of coathangers for her to take (which, in fact, I do). That dream then faded.

The final dream I remember took place in the morning, as I can vaguely remember the lighting as seeming like the early morning sun, and I just knew it was morning. My mom served me up a bowl of leftovers from the Iron Chef sea cucumber battle, and I began to eat. I remember saying something like "I shouldn't eat this stuff in the morning" as I have a bad stomach and don't eat breakfast as a result of it. I remember chewing some of the sea cucumber, and while I don't remember any taste, I do remember it being rubbery/gummy like, just like had been described on the actual TV show that I was watching before I went to bed and had the dream. There were a few items served in one bowl to me, and one, which was wrapped in lettuce, looked exactly as it did on the TV show. It was not wrapped in lettuce on the show but other then that, it was the same.

Some comments: It seems like I had a night influenced by real life situations. For example, I had just been watching the Iron Chef sea cucumber battle before I fell asleep, and it made it into my dream. Also, I have a bunch of coathangers that I still need to get to my mom, and in my dream I knew that and acted as if I needed to do that. The dream about the ocean side hotel is a little hazy and what I wrote up here is about all I can remember from it.