Thread: Thexie's Dream Journal. (:

September 9th, 2008:


Why are You Hurting Me?: During this dream, I was living back at the trailer. I believe I was walking around Main Street, and on the side roads. Some guy (in my dream, I guess he was my ex-bf, which I've not had a bf in r.l yet.) He was beating me, and calling me foul names. I remember crying and begging him to stop. I finally managed to scoot away, and ran up the dirt hill to the trailer. There was a big black truck parked in my driveway, and I assumed that it was my brothers friend, who is an EMT. ( I don't know why I thought about my brother's friend, so random. He is an EMT though.) I hoped he would come outside to help me. At some point, I kind of blacked out, I heard peopel around me though. I believe Stacy (who is also an EMT. I just assumed it was her in my dream) was seeing what injuries I had, and trying to treat them. I remember feeling someone wiping my nose because it was bleeding. She was checking to see if it was broken, and I was like "No! Omg!" and whined because I thought my nose was broken, and in real life, that is something I fear. She told me to grow up and not be a baby, which was odd since she would never say something like that in real life because she's a really nice and caring lady. My vision was kind of whacked, but I remember laying down, and my "ex-boy friend" coming up to me, and shooting me in the shoulder. Then, the scene switched.
At this point, I was in a hospital ( I think?) Walking with a Woman down a narrow hallway, with bright lights. I saw a semi-chubby lady with glasses, and thought she was a Nurse. We then went into a tiny room, with some people from my school sitting around a table. I squeezed my oxygen tank and IV through a space between a couch and chair, and sat down. From there, we all talked. I was very self-concious because I thought my face looked horrible, and was bloody/scarred from the beating I had recieved. That dream ended.

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A few nights ago, I had a dream that I was in a hospital. I had oxygen, heart monitor, all that crap. I was walking down a hallway with bright lights and the scent of cleaning products. I collapsed, and was un-concious. Dr. Carter ( Noah Wyle from ER) ran to me screaming for help, and I heard a group of Doctor's and Nurse's surrounding my stiff body. Dr. Carter grabbed the paddles, and shocked me. Two or three times. I guess I died, becuase it went silent. There was another part of this dream, but I can't remember it.
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I'm kind of nervous,startled, and annoyed. All my dreams seem bad. I used to have silly dreams/happy dreams, but now they're all horrible. My life is bad while I'm awake, why can't it atleast be happy and nice while I sleep? I miss having sweet and silly dreams. One's that made no sense what so ever, but made me laugh and smile when I woke up.

It may be because I'm very stressed, and kind of depressed in real life, so I guess those feelings carry on to my dream life. I'm still waiting to have a lucid dream, but so far, no luck. I do realize I'm dreaming sometimes. Just the simple "I'm dreaming! I think I'm dreaming! This is a dream!" But after that, I forget that I knew I was dreaming, and it just goes back to normal, or I wake up. I get way too excited! . I'm just hoping I can have a lucid dream that last's longer then 1 minute. -Sigh- Heh..

I feel VERY optimisit, which is quite rare. I'm so tired at the moment. My eyes are kind of heavy, and I feel pretty lazy. I just found a promising method on having a lucid dream. http://dreamviews.com/community/showthread.php?t=45387 It has gotten loads of good reviews, and sounds so simple! I believe this is what I may have done when I had my first real SP and WILD. I can't wait to go to bed because I think I may have my first real LD! xP.

it was interesting trying to sleep. I was going to try I h8 reality's method for inducing a lucid dream, I kind of forget. . Damn! Well, I tried it the first time i was falling asleep. I actually think it was doing something good. My body felt different, almost as if sleep paralysis was coming, but it wasn't. I could feel my body twitch a little when I got closer to falling asleep. Which was cool.


Wandering unkown streets:
I was wandering some streets, with two other people. Just chatting and what not. It's really hard to remember this dream because it was messed up. I remember the scene switching to what looked like a garage bay, where the car lifts are, there was a fire. A thick, black, ominious cloud of smoke gathered in the bay, and I could hear three people gasping and choking, trying not to breathe in the smoke. I remember the people didn't want to leave, but two kids walked out and sat on a bench. I heard them talking, their conversation was eccentric. It was like I was watching a movie. I can't remember what their conversation was, but I remember something about they were glad "she" was stuck in their, or what ever. Then, my thought in the dream was to go in, and have the two people I was walking with come save me. I guess they were fire fighters....Odd.
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Assholes:

I guess I was in a group home or MH of some demented sort. God, my I need to improve my memory when it comes to remembering dreams, beause I always forget good parts. Anyways. I wanted to call my Mom because I didn't know where I was, a Lady kept blabbing on about me not being able to make outgoing calls, or to see if that person i was calling was on my list. I took the phone, tried to dial, but all I kept getting was some automated message, like they were blocking me from calling my Mother. The scene then switched to a cafeteria of some sorts in that place. I went to get my meal, and sat at a table with Ange, Josie, and Hannah (some of my friends). They never spoke to me. The meal was disgusting. It looked like regurgitation, or just really creamy and white tuna fish. I kept feeling bad for the cook, because I seemed to like him. I grabbed a cup and went to get more coke from an old fashioned bottle, keeping my eye out for any staff that would catch me with the soda, and take it. The end. LOL.
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My teeth D;:

I think I was back at the group home, well visiting the staff and gals there. I think the walls were medium blue, or a mediumn green color, not their old cream color. Liz was walking around looking for something, and Stephanie and Leah were chatting (Staff). i slowly creeped to the corner of the entrance from the outdoor hall to unit 3, and peeked around the corner cautiously. I swear they saw me, but never spoke a word to me or acted liek i was even there. I then left the unit, and surprisingly the door was no longer locked with the alarm, like it was when i had left in r.l. (It was previously unlocked with no alarm, but girls kept running away or sneaking out, so they had to put them on ) I saw Gloria come out of the door into the tiny and bright hallway from unit 2, she just looked at me, then kept walking outside. 'why the hell isn't she smiling, hugging me, and saying how glad she was to see me?" I thought. Afterall, she did love me xP. I walked outisde, it was very sunny. I started walking to the little patch of grass that seperated the main road, from the one way street and the GH. I saw a black car pull into the parking lot, it looked like Hess, or some Mexican guy. I thought maybe it was staff, so I wanted to run to see if he'd chase after me, thinking I was a resident at the GH. He didn't. I was walking on the sidewalk, and 3 guys, one ona bike, were behind me. I started chatting with them, but then my teeth started to fall out. I spat out the loose teeth, blood spuriting out of my aching mouth. the guys acted like they didn't see what was happening! I started to walk away, spitting out my teeth, trying to ignore the raunchy taste of blood. At some point I was on the ground, blood oozing from my half-toothless mouth, my hand laying in a tiny puddle of blood. I ended up crawling infront of a bench, then just collapsed. The blood continued to slither out of my mouth, it was all over my face . I just layed there hoping and praying that someone would help me. I stared at the road, watching cars go by. By then, the three guys casually went in the opposit direction. I looked at saw a Cop trotting towards me. He shook my arma little, and asked "are you ok?" I thought to myself "What a fucking Retard!" He shook me a little more, then I blacked out and woke up in real life.

I fucking hate having dreams about my teeth. <_<.

I think I had more dreams, but like always, I forget. .

I had a few dreams this morning. i don't really remember them too well, and they'd be hard to explain. So I will skip discussing them. It did take me awhile to fall asleep! I think I was getting close to entering SP because certain body parts tingled and felt like little pin pricks, but I could still move. Ah well.