Thread: Style's Dream Journal

06-08-2006

I fell asleep last night after watching the "Waking Life" on IFC. I remember there being two distinct parts to my dream.

The first part placed me in a mansion somewhere. Somewhere I had never been before. I have no recollection of what took place there, the only detail I clearly remember is that the grass and trees outside the window were very green.

The second part, I remember more clearly. I didn't wake up in between the two parts, it was a transition. I was at some kind of school. I wasn't sure if it was meant to be college or high school. I've graduated both in real life. At school there wasn't really any teacher present.

I don't remember any, and if there was they completely lost control. It was like being at some house party, I'm guessing it was some kind of class party. There was a movie being shown. I never got a good look, or found out what the movie was, I just remember something being on.

I know that myself and those who were sitting around me were paying zero attention to the movie. I never noticed what the others were doing, I only saw those in my immediate vicinity. I also don't remember what anyone looked like. Even those around me. But I remember there genders.

Two other males and two other females. I remember thinking that these were among the two most beautiful girls I had ever seen, even though I have no idea now what they looked like. But I remember thinking it. The girl to my left was wearing a skirt or some type of dress. I have no idea what anyone else was wearing.

one of the other males was orally pleasing the female with the skirt. I didn't realize this was going on after a while of talking to her. I remember this making me uncomfortable in the dream and it was at this point that I realized how out of control the party had gotten. The male to my right, was busy trying to mix drinks.

He proceeded to ask me if I wanted one and I said that I would. As he's making the drink, some kind of patrol car (cops or school security) pulls up to the building. The room we're in stands alone on some corner of the parking lot. There are no other rooms or buildings around it, just a ramp leading up to the door.

At this time I say aloud "I guess it's a good thing that I don't have my drink yet." I didnt want to get in trouble and at this point I hadnt really done anything to get in trouble for. The guy who was making my drink says that they can't do anything anyway. As the cop/security officer steps out of his vehicle, there's a ton of yelling but I can't hear or just don't remember what was said.

Whatever it was, the officer gets back into his car and drives off the parking lot. I can't see anything in the distrance. We're in the building, in the middle of a never ending parking lot. I get the drink handed to me, and I take a sip.

I'm not sure if it was alcoholic or not. I know I was under the impression that it would be. But drinking it I couldn't taste any alcohol. It had the appearance of a white russian type of drink. This is all I recall before waking up.