Thread: The Pinsir's "Dream Journal"

December 17, 2009

I've had crappy recall as of late, and I've also been lazy with my DJ. Bleh.

Last night, I had a lucid. It wasn't long. And the RC didn't pass or whatever, so that was cool. I don't remember what I did, cause it was so short, but meh. I had a LD. I'm happy

December 21, 2009

Holy crap. I actually have TWO!

First (actually, I'm not sure of the order) I was posing as an Asian (I think Chinese) girl, and I was pretending to be deaf, dumb, and blind so I could compete in some prestigious pinball tournament! Hehe. I had playlist.com playing, and "Pinball Wizard" and "I'll Make a Man Out of You" are on my list, so I'm quite sure those songs influenced the dreams. I love when that happens

Next, I was riding with Kendra in my old white Honda. She had her shirt off (still wearing a bra, though) but here pants and panties were completely off, and I was fingering her while parked, and she was quite wet. A bunch of cars drove by slowly to watch, but neither of us really cared. Then some dude in a pickup stopped beside us, and pulled out a knife. I threw the car in drive and plowed him. I yelled at Kendra to put her panties on an call the police. She then put on two pairs of panties, and wrote down the guys license plate number. I recall wanting to get out of the car and beat the guy's ass myself, but the police were on their way, so I just made sure he couldn't escape by blocking him off with my car.

That's all I got, but still better than usual.

December 25, 2009

I was at my house in Louisiana, then Dad said he had a load going to Japan, and he wanted me to come with. But first, for some reason, we had to stop in London. So Bryce and I got on a plane and met Dad in London. We met up there, then got on a plane for Tokyo. Dad's truck was waiting for us there, so we drove to the residence and started to unload, and it was only like 4k lbs. When we got half way through the load, there was the FREAKING HUGE pillow thing we had to get in (that Dad said was literally half the weight of the load), and we managed to get it about half way through the house, but there was this one corner we just couldn't maneuver around, so we had to remove the wall to get it in the little kids room (more on the little kid later). So we detached part of the wall and drug it away with the truck, and got the pillow in. K, about the little kid: he was kinda in the way while we were trying to work, but he was kinda creepy...his parents said he was some kind of prophet or something (they were white, not Japanese). After we finished the job, Bryce and I went to the customer's back yard to check out their pond. An alligator/fish thing jumped out and grabbed Bryce by the arm and dragged underwater. I hesitated, because it was small, and I thought Bryce could overpower it, but after a few seconds, I jumped in after him. I tore it off of Bryce, and it latched onto my hand. I tore its head off, but now its head was stuck to my hand and I couldn't pry it off, so I just clenched my teeth and yanked it, and I came off, but took a chunk of flesh with it, so I went inside, and the customers didn't have any band-aids, so I just left it alone. Oh, and Gibby was there, and we met Uncle Johnny in London. That's all.

December 28, 2009

I remember one very fuzzily, then there's the one from right before I woke up.

In the first one, a bunch of people were at school or something, and two girls were "competing" over me, but I ended up hanging out with the older one. That's ALL I remember. Fuzzy as hell.

In the last dream I remember, I went back to my house (which was actually VERY consistent with real life. Even the front yard was right) and found out my mom wasn't taking very good care of my tarantulas. Drew was doing fine, but for some reason in the dream I had an OBT and what I kept calling a "cobalt grey". The OBT's cage was full of water, like it was a fish or something, and the OBT looked like it was drowning, so I put a bunch of rocks in the cage for it to rest on (Bryce and I went outside and gathered like 4 of those round, stone stepping stone thingies). But that didn't help, so I took the OBT out of its cage (and it unsurprisingly tried biting me ><) and set it on the couch (it then "became" Danny, but was still an OBT). I then took the aquarium Mom had it in, and threw it Dark Machoke style out of the front door while yelling "This is how we fix things in the Russian Space Station!" Then I put a small boat paddle and a rock or two in the now empty aquarium. Then I put the OBT back.

C'est tout.

January 11, 2010

I'm in what resembles my school cafateria, and my stomach and pelvic region are aching. Then, my mom is there, and announces that someone is bleeding a lot all over the place. I realize it is me, and that I am bleeding from my butt, and blood is dripping down my leg all over the place. Then, a doctor (the doctor from The Hangover, actually) comes over and presses on my stomach and asks if that's where it hurts, and I say yes. Then he says "lets hope you're a diabetic" and I have no clue what he's talking about. Then, he goes over to my mom, and tells here that the bleeding is either caused by diabetes and can be cured easily, or I'll need a potentially live-threatening surgery. I over hear him, and ask what are the chances of surving the surgery. He says there is only a 30% chance that I'll die. Then the ambulance came, and I was looking for my shoes. While searching, some black dude with an afro called me over and handed me a couple dollars, and asked me to buy some weed from the DJ for him. I told him now and gave him his money back. That's all I remember from that one.

Then, right before I woke up...

I was in a class room in my old high school. Coach Perry was teaching. We were taking a quiz on Power Point, but I forgot to answer almost half of them, so I got a bad grade. After the quiz, for some reason, I wasn't wearing a shirt. I wasn't embarassed or anything, I just felt weird because I was the only one with no shirt. Then, Sponge Bob was in the class, and Plankton was there trying to kill all of us. Then, some mermaid came in the door to save us. But she had a mermaid tail and couldn't walk, so she needed one of us to help her move. So, I went over to her, picked her up, and carried her over to Plankton, where she defeated him. I don't know how, she simply defeated him. Then, I woke up.

January 13, 2010

I had two when I FIRSTwoke up, but now I only remember the one from just before I woke.

I was at the rec center at my school (which was inconsistent with real life) and there was a wrestling tournament going on, with schools from all over the country (I only remember Duke and one other school from NC). One guy from my high school was there (Ethan) wrestling for SELU. I walked up to the coach and said I didn't even know we had a wrestling team, and asked where to sign up. He said all he needed was my name, and he could get my my gear and I could wrestle in this tournament. Then, I was in the 150-200 weight class (WOW!), and there was only 1 other guy, so I only needed to win one match to win first place. My opponent: BRYCE! The coach said you didn't need to be a student to be on the team, so Bryce signed up too. I gave him a quick head throw, and that was the end of it. Then, I needed to go to the bathroom. Then, I woke up. Very nice dream. I miss wrestling

February 13, 2010

I was driving back home from school, and two guys I just met (one said he was a school counselor or something) wanted to catch a ride with me. One of them asked if he could drive, and I was like sure, why not? So, it ended up they were kidnappers, and I overheard them say they were taking me to Pensacola. I remembered dad had a trip going to Pensacola, so I tried texting dad to come help me. It was dark when we got to off the Pensacola exit, but when we got off, I saw Dad's Suddath truck parked on the exit ramp, like he was stopped for the night. I opened the door and flung myself out of the car, and ran over to your truck. The trailer was open, so I hopped inside. (I remember it was packed very sloppily. I was like "maybe this isn't Dad's trailer. It's too sloppy!") Well, the two guys followed me, not knowing that dad was there to interfere. The first guy hopped up on the trailer, then Dad, Batman style, grabbed his head, twisted his neck, then threw him outside. The second guy, who was really big and fit, slowly climbed up and gave a gay looking smile. Dad stepped forward, and I put my arm out and said "no, Dad. I got this." He swung a punch at me, but I grabbed his arm, and we grappled for a bit, cause he couldn't get his arm free. Then, I broke his wrist, and while he was momentarily distracted, landed a nice punch to the face, he fell to his knees, and I continued to layeth the smack down. Then, the police came, took him and the guy Dad killed away. Then, outside the trailer, I got all emotional. I just said "thank you," then we hugged for like 5 minutes straight, while I was crying tears of awesomeness. Then I woke up.

'Twas one hell of a vivid dream!