Thread: ~Tobasco's Dream Journal

Date: 1/1/09
Time: Night

I had really crappy recall on this. It was just one line, and I scribbled it down at like 2 in the morning when I woke up. I guess it's lucky I did though, because I didn't remember it at all when I woke up until I read the journal again just before I recorded my next dream.

All I remember is that I had to choose between two cars. They were both light grayish blue and looked like Buicks, although in my head I was thinking that one was a Chevy.

I realize now that both cars looked just like the cars that two of my friends have (they are identical in make, model, year, and paint). Possibly "choosing" between them had something to do with the fact that they were identical anyway. Also, earlier that day I had been playing Rock Band at one of the aforementioned friend's house.

Date: 1-1-09
Time: Morning

I was going home from my high school after being in a somewhat humorous educational production about medieval weapons. I had the impression that this was after school. A friend of mine, Josh, needed a ride home, so we were walking to my car, which was parked in the far end of the parking lot. this girl I barely know in real life, Allie, was walking past my car with a friend (some DC that I don't have a real life counterpart to) when she saw my neighbor's dog, Ginger, next to it. She was going to pet the dog, but when I got there, she muttered something, presumably rude, and walked off. Just before getting into my car, another good friend of mine, Suzie, showed up and said something like "Oh, so you're giving me a ride too?" I was fine with that, so she got in too. I started the car and somehow we were now in a different area of the parking lot. I put the car in reverse, but accidentally killed it. (It's a stick). After having some difficulty re-starting it, I got it moving. (The car is older than me, so if the engine kills because it's too cold in the morning or something, it takes like 5-10 minutes to start again.) I executed a HIGHLY illegal move to get onto the road, which involved backing out of an entrance-only opening, across 3 lanes of traffic, and then straightening out with the road, putting the car back into first, and joining traffic.
Next thing I remember I was on a somewhat wooded road, that had a lot of un-plowed snow on it. I put my car in 4-wheel drive and continued. Somehow, out of nowhere, something very fast hit the right side of our car. All forward momentum immediately ceased and we slid left off the road. The wreck was confusing, but I wasn't hurt or anything. I ended up laying in the snow, with car parts strewn around me. I asked if everyone was okay. Suzie and Josh had been thrown from the vehicle as well and landed near me, but they were unharmed. I wondered aloud what the heck hit us. The impact had felt somewhat elastic-y, like the thing that had hit us wasn't just a solid object. I remarked that it had felt like a squishy medicine ball or something. Then I saw a little plastic purple ring in the snow. I immediately knew that it didn't come off of or out of my car, so I got kind of suspicious. I walked back to the road, and was pleased to find my car was still upright, and just a little bit off the road. I could have gotten back on with nothing but 4-wheel drive easily. There was also a small dent in the right side door. Suddenly, the fact that there were car parts strewn 15 feet away from the vehicle seemed unimportant. I was very happy, because if anything happens to that car, it's totaled, but it looked to be in fine condition other than the dent.
I also noticed that across the street, coming down from a hill, was one set of footprints, and then another going back up. I asked Josh some sort of question regarding the accident and he said something like "I bet I know who it was. Andrew (last name censored, because it's a real person)." He said something about one of my 9th grade nicknames, "Gloria" (don't ask). I thought the whole thing was kind of weird.
Next thing I know, I'm back on my street. I don't remember if I was walking or driving, and I think Josh and Suzie were no longer with me. But the incredible hulk was coming down my street, systematically burning and ripping apart houses. Somehow the homeowners of my street would flush him out of the house and he would give this big frustrated/angry groan and move onto the next one. Everyone seemed really calm about the whole thing, and I wasn't scared or anything either. Then all I remember is he was almost at my house, and then I woke up.

I had really good recall on this dream. It sort of came back in three chunks. While the dream itself was not particularly vivid as I recall, some sensations in particular felt very real. The impact of something hitting the car as well as the resulting impact of me hitting snow felt very realistic, minus the pain.

Date: 1-1-09
Time: Late Morning

I was at some sort of camp. The details of my setting weren't very clear. Apparently they had some strict rules though, because a DC that I don't know a real-life counterpart to did something wrong. I think she was late doing something by like two minutes. It was really insignificant. But I decided that nobody would learn anything if I wasn't a strict disciplinarian, so I decided that her sentence would be death. Suzie (yes, the same Suzie from the last dream) was there, and the girl was fairly upset about the whole thing. Suzie and I went to go do something at a different part of the camp; I don't remember. I think we were talking to a friend of my sister's, Jordan, about something. Then we came back, and the girl had run away and left this depressing note that was written in blue pen with really bad handwriting. Also, it wasn't just on a piece of paper. It was on about 10 sheets of 8 1/2 x 11 printer paper that were taped together with scotch tape. I can't remember if she ran away to escape punishment or if she went off to go make sure her sentence was carried out before she lost her nerve. Anyway, I decided this whole thing was really dumb. I'll get rid of the sentence. So I ran out into the snowy and foggy woods, and was yelling her name, which I can't remember now. Then she came back and I told her that the whole thing was stupid and I was calling off the sentence. She was really relieved, and Suzie came up to us and said something like, "Oh, good." Something else might have happened after that, but I don't remember anything. Then I woke up.

This is interesting because I wasn't thinking about Suzie in particular, but she showed up in both dreams this morning. I may have been thinking about my Chamber Choir in general, because I am always thinking about them, both because I love those people and I love singing, etc., and because we've been so busy the last month that I rarely have time to think of anything else. I have only known Suzie for about 6 months, so maybe she has become a new dream sign of mine. Must remember to do an RC every time I see her from now on

One more interesting tidbit is that Suzie was wearing the same clothes in both dreams - a yellow tee shirt and jeans. This is also what she was wearing at the new year's dance we were both at on Tuesday the 29th.

Date: 1-2-09
Time: Night

I was at my friend Justin's house (it was different in the dream than it is in real life) AirSofting. We were just playing one on one. I decided to hide and then ambush him. I hid without him finding me for several days, which is weird because I was just hiding next door behind a big rock. I was getting really physically weak from lack of food, so I was having trouble moving, but I decided to relocate in case he decided to come check behind the rock. I was moving really slowly because my legs were so weak, so he found me. His AirSoft gun was a pump-action spring shotgun (in real life it's an electric G3). He shot me with it, and I declared myself out. Since the game was over, apparently I didn't have to be hungry anymore, so I immediately lost any weakness in my body. Then some other stuff happened that I don't remember, but I think it involved trying to steal stuff from the neighbor's house without setting off their burglar alarm. Later, we found a tunnel in their backyard. Justin didn't want to go in, so I went alone with a little keychain LED flashlight. I don't remember what was in there or anything, but I woke up at this point.
I sort of re-entered the dream shortly thereafter, but it wasn't exactly the same. Everything felt the same, but Dumbledore needed me to go help him steal back a book from somebody's house. Apparently the owner of the house had stolen it from him or the Hogwarts library or something years earlier. We walked into their house, and the family was just sitting there eatingi dinner or something. They totally saw us, but didn't seem to care. Then Deumbledore and I walked upstairs, got the book, and left without incident. Then I woke up.

This dream isn't particularly interesting in any way, except for the almost-dream-re-entry thing. I'm still not exactly sure how that happened or what the deal is with that. The two dreams kind of just felt the same.

Date: 1-2-09
Time: Morning

My first ever lucid dream! It lasted about 4 seconds. I was looking at this mural thing, when I decided to tell it to change. It totally changed, at which point I became lucid. My noobish excitement overwhelmed me and I immediately woke up. About three minutes had passed since I woke up from my last dream

This is a step in the right direction, I guess. I believe when I "woke up" I just had an FA, RC'd, realized it was an FA, and went into another lucid but if that memory is correct, then the same thing happened, namely me waking up from giddiness

Date: 1-2-09
Time: Morning

I was once again at my school (I knew it was my school in the dream, though I didn't recognize any parts of it). I was in a class, I don't know which one, but the whole class was going down to the gym to record a dance music video thing to go with the Gloria concert my Chamber Choir was recently in, written by Lex de Azvedos. (The Gloria concert actually happened in real life). Apparently the audio from that had been recorded and Lex wanted a dance video to accompany it so it could be aired on television. So we were going down to the gym/auditorium hybrid room thing (that our school doesn't really have), and the teacher told everyone to go backstage and get a guitar, because apparently our school had a collection of guitars, and because apparently you need guitars to film a dance music video. There was this huge rush to get backstage because all the good guitars would go first. This kid I know that's in a really crappy band, Nate, got a light blue, vintage Les Paul that had signatures from Jimmy Hendrix, Paul McCartney, Kurt Cobain, and a bunch of others that I didn't have time to read. The catch was, they were all obviously faked with a black sharpie. A friend of mine, Wyatt, got a lime green BC Rich Dagger, which I was super jealous of, especially because by the time I got there, the only "guitars" that were left were these fake ones that looked like Les Pauls and SGs, just without strings or anything; they were basically wood cutouts with guitar-looking parts painted onto the front. I was kind of pissed and didn't even bother to take one. I went back out to the gym area and lo and behold, this kid who was standing next to Wyatt had a reddish orange metallic painted guitar that I can't identify because I don't remember exactly what it looked like. It may have been a Jackson Warrior. The fact that none of us had amps didn't seem to bother anyone, including me. I started playing the intro to Taylor, by Jack Johnson, and the teacher got mad at me because I wasn't "ready" for that song yet, but she seemed kind of impressed. So I stopped, thinking this whole thing was kind of stupid. The teacher started us off by playing this sort of gay game where we learned each other's names, while everyone picked one string of their choosing on their guitars to a beat that the teacher set. I was thinking this was really stupid because I already knew everyone's names in the class, and I wanted to play some real guitar, not this gay crap. Some other stuff happened, I think at one point this girl I know sort of well, Lizzie, was in the dream, but I don't remember anything after that, until waking up.

I may have identified another possible dream sign here - being at school. In my last dream about school yesterday morning, I was mostly just leaving, but during the medieval weapons presentation (lol) I was in the school auditorium, which I think was the same in the dream as it is in real life; maybe it bore some resemblance to my old Jr. High's auditorium. So maybe when I'm at school and something seems a little bit off, I should start doing RCs. Or maybe just remember to do them rather frequently while I'm at school at all. And if I see Suzie at school, and then something weird happens, I'm almost definitely dreaming

Date: 1-3-09
Time: Night

I was at the school again, in the choir room. Apparently in addition to the two choirs I'm already in, I was in the Sophomore choir class. And it was mixed, which is strange, because it's usually separated into two classes - a men's choir and a women's. The teacher, Ms. Johnson, was explaining about a new piece of music we had to learn. It was kind of the main piece we would be doing that year, and it was 72 pages long. I was pretty annoyed, since I didn't want to be in Sophomore choir anyway, I was kind of bored, and I already had like a million other things to memorize for my other two choirs (that's true in real life). I believe there were one or two other people that were not Sophomores in the class with me, and one of them might have been someone from Chamber in real life. Eventually Ms. Johnson agreed that the three of us Juniors/Seniors didn't have to learn this piece since we already had enough on our plate. That's all I remember.


A significant point this brings up is that school, especially choir-related things (Suzie from two of my dreams in the last 3 days is in both choirs with me) is almost definitely a dream sign. And school hasn't even really been on my mind for about two weeks since I'm on Christmas break still. Well, this is good - finding my dream signs was one of the main reasons I decided to start a dream journal anyway. Now I just need to do RCs every time I find myself at school or doing some sort of choir function

Date: 1-3-09
Time: Night

All I can remember from this one is my sister, Melissa, and I were working for a company. We may have owned it; I think it was a small business. I don't remember what we did, but it was really boring. Also, I forgot the company name, but it was weird, and it actually managed to be a boring name, too.

I don't really know the significance of this dream, but I had really crappy recall on both this one and the next one, which I will post as soon as I finish posting this. Really this is just a snippet... I literally remember about 4 seconds from each of these dreams.

Date: 1-3-09
Time: Night

I had discovered a cheat program for RuneScape. You just turned it on and your guy didn't have to do anything, but gold would just appear in your inventory as long as you left it alone.

Like I said before, horrible recall, and I don't really know the significance of this. I haven't had time to play RuneScape for months and I was never really a hardcore "play all day" type of gamer anyway, at least not with MMORPGs.

Date: 1-4-09
Time: Night

I was at Wal-Mart. In my dream, it was this new Wal-Mart; I'm not sure where. I had pretty much explored the whole store, and I had encountered a dude inside the store who was preaching all about the evils of Wal-Mart and how they exploited sweatshops, etc. So I had to go to the bathroom, and when I got there, there were like, at least as many girls in the men's room as there were guys. I was a little unnerved, but continued to a stall. My friend Austin was in the bathroom too, and he was talking about how dumb it was that girls were allowed in the men's room now. I remember thinking that I wouldn't have expected them to want to go in there anyway. So I went into a stall, and this creepy gothic chick came over and like ripped the stall door off right in the middle of my piss. I was pretty angry, so I turned around and I was like, "What was that all about? Jeez." I don't remember what she said, but we had somewhat of a verbal confrontation. Then I left the bathroom. On my way out, I noticed that the men's room had pretty much become the hangout for everyone in the store. Somebody had moved these big tables into it and everyone was sitting around, some people had food from the food court, etc. My friend Lindsey was there, eating something even. I was kind of creeped out. Then I left. I think I wandered around the store a little more, but I don't remember very well.

Yeah, this was one of those "WTF" dreams. The only connection I can draw is that there IS a brand new Wal-Mart going in right across the street from my school... lol. But it's not done yet.

Date: 1-4-09
Time: Night

I was with some of my friends at this weird science learning center thing. It was like a planetarium maybe. They were famous for having this cool presentation thing. I barely remember it, but it was on the second floor of the building, and you had to use a ladder to get there. Also in the group with me were a bunch of DCs I don't know. Eventually the presentation was over, and we all got to have a free sandwich. I was kind of hungry, so I was totally cool with that idea. Apparently the place was really famous for that, too. Everyone got a sandwich, and they were freakin' good sandwiches too, and huge. Then my friends Kurt and Blake showed up, and ordered sandwiches too. I seem to remember Kurt not being super impressed with his, but after that, the details are hazy.

Once again, no idea what this was.

Date: 1-4-09
Time: Morning

I was at school again (grrrrr, why don't I notice this recurring dream sign until I wake up?), and I was in my AP US History class. Two of my friends who take the class, Josie and Danielle, were at my table. Apparently it was right after the break, and I had neglected to do some homework. The teacher, Birrell, was giving us today to finish up though. This is strange because Birrell never gives extra time to finish stuff, and he almost never assigns homework, other than textbook reading to prepare for tests. We were all working, and the homework was this little chart thing. You were supposed to cut out strips of paper, and then glue them together in the right order, and color them, and they would form a picture. I think the picture was actually like a nativity scene or something, which has nothing to do with US History, but whatever. Before I started gluing though (I kept losing the strips as I cut them out), I noticed a couple of other people's projects that were done. My little brother was there and his was done (he's freakin' 10 years old, WTF?), and it looked more like the strips were being used as folder tabs to organize a bunch of papers. That's what this other DC's completed project looked like too. I was about to start, but then I woke up.

Date: 1-4-09
Time: Morning

I was at "school," although the area looked nothing like my high school. It actually reminded me of a college campus I've been too several times for various competitions, etc. in real life; but I didn't realize that's what it looked like until after I woke up. My mind knew it was "school" though. I was kind of wandering around, and then one of my friends popped out of a classroom. In there, they were helping these mentally and physically handicapped people. A few other people that I don't know (although after I woke up, I realized that one of them looked like my sister's friend Cameron) were outside; apparently they were preparing a musical number to sing to these people when the movie they were watching inside was over. I figured, hey, I sing, why not? The girls were mostly singing melody, and the guys had this way cool part where we got to sing "ahhh" with some sweet Beach Boy-esque harmony. I'm a first tenor in real life, and it seemed like they could use a little help in that department (I think they only had one guy singing the highest part), so I joined in with them. They seemed to approve, but before I got the chance to go in and perform it, I woke up.

Date: 1-8-09
Time: Night

I'm not sure where I was, my friend (some random DC) gave me a shirt or something that had all the patterns of the various hacky sacks I have owned throughout my life. I felt pretty nostalgic, and then some other stuff happened, and then I had some hacky sacks made that were the same patterns.


So I have been playing a LOT of hacky sack lately, which I'm sure is what caused this dream.

Also, I haven't just been neglecting to post the last few days, I literally haven't remembered squat about my dreams. I think it's connected to the fact that the last dream I posted before this was on the last day of Christmas break. As soon as I started school up again, I apparently lost all my recall, and today is the first day I've remembered anything, and it was still crappy.

On the bright side, I'm doing reality checks ALL THE TIME at school, especially when I see Suzie. Hopefully this will lead to something. Maybe I've already had a lucid and I just forgot it

Date: 1-18-09
Time: Night

Here's what I wrote in my apparently insufficient shorthand - I vaguely remember the dream, but not enough to even know what all these words are talking about:

Student council, we were guests, Chris/Katherine/Suzie, dancing, clean-up, Schmidt.


The dream took place at my High School. I don't know what "we were guests" means. Chris, Katherine, and Suzie are all people from Chamber. Chris and Suzie are both on Student Council at my school. It's the same Suzie as all my other dreams. Not sure what "dancing" refers to. I believe we were cleaning up (probably after dancing) and Schmidt was the name of my own Student Council adviser from two years ago.

So, after this night (I had another crappy recall dream that I wrote in half-asleep code language this night too) I decided to be a little more detailed when writing down my dreams

Date: 1-18-09
Time: ???

Another badly documented one that I can't remember anymore. I'm wondering if it's a re-entry into my previous dream, as it seems to have very similar elements. Here's what I wrote:

@ LP
Schmidt
Kindergarten
Little Gym


LP is my school. Schmidt was there. I have no idea what "Kindergarten" refers to. The Little Gym is the smaller of two gyms at my school. I guess whatever happened, happened there.

This is odd because it's very similar to the last dream I recorded. I know they were different dreams though because they were two separate entries in the notebook I keep by my bed. Probably I just sort of re-entered this dream after the last one. Either way, from these two, I learned to record my dreams un-crappily.

Date: 1-18-09
Time: Morning

This one I remember quite well. I was going through some sort of initiation. I was up in the canyon near my house. It has a lot of campgrounds and stuff, so I assume we were at one of those. I don't know what I was being initiated into. But the test was to see if I would eat these little grub things. You had to pick them up, hold them over the fire for a little bit, then eat them. Somewhere along the line, we were no longer eating grubs, but kitten heads 0.0! The kittens were already dead, and VERY small (about the size of the grubs). You would pick them up by the head, let the fire burn off the body, and eat the head. I remember thinking they didn't taste too bad. Also, Linnea was there. Linnea is a friend of mine from Chamber.

Yeah. WTF. No idea.

Date: 1-18-09
Time: ???

I think I was in my bedroom. My little brother Joshua and I were having some sort of argument. Eventually he got really angry at me and pulled a handgun on me. I remember not really wanting to get shot, but thinking it would probably be worth it because Joshua would be in mega trouble. I started walking towards him with the intention of taking the gun away. I didn't expect him to shoot me. But then he did. Just up and to the right of my right pectoral. This part is odd. It didn't really hurt, but similarly to when you get the wind knocked out of you, I couldn't talk until I had recovered a little. Also, I remember losing about 50% of my physical strength. I was very tired, and the shot floored me until I had recovered a little. I was pretty angry about not being able to talk, because I had this devastating one liner ready to throw at him... lol. After a few seconds, I regained my voice, got back up, and plugged up the hole with my finger. I could tell it was a .22 handgun because the hole was that size. It was squirting blood like an artery, but my finger held it in fine. I got upstairs with Joshua in tow, turned him over to my mom, and calmly got out a wad of paper towels to start controlling the bleeding. Nobody seemed disturbed by the fact that I was bleeding everywhere. I felt fine, but I knew I needed to tone down the bleeding or I could die. That's about all I remember.

This is out of order date wise because I didn't remember it until the 19th. I dunno. Some sort of weird, late recall. But funny dream. Getting shot wasn't the big deal. The big deal was that I couldn't verbally abuse my brother directly afterward

Date: 1-19-09
Time: Night
I got a text from this girl I barely know in real life, Ashley. We were going to go either rock climbing or disco skating. I think it kept changing throughout the dream. I was going to make it a double with my friend Wyatt and whomever he wanted to go with. Throughout the dream, I was wandering around the neighborhood, sometimes on foot, sometimes in my car, but I kept taking wrong turns like I wasn't paying attention. Eventually we decided to go see a movie instead. We decided on Captain America. Which I guess was a real movie in the dream. I was worried I wouldn't have enough money on my debit card because I took December off from work for choir purposes (that part is true). Also, my mom wanted me to save money by sneaking in our own food instead of buying concessions. Her food of choice? Hot dogs. I was just about done organizing the whole thing, when I got a text from Ashley again. She had this huge thing planned out that involved rock climbing, going to dinner, seeing a movie, and she had invited like 8 of her friends to come with us. I was under the impression I was still supposed to pay for everything, and was getting quite worried. Then I woke up.

No idea what this is about.

Date: 1-20-09
Time: Night

I had taken Brynne, this girl I totally have a crush on, to a dance. I think in the dream it was Sweethearts, although in real life, I've asked Suzie to that dance... haha. We were walking around, talking, and having a really good time. It was in a fancy restaurant type thing. It seemed kind of laid back because dancing wasn't the only thing you could do - and there wasn't the pressure where if you're doing the lame side activities, you're kind of a square. There were lots of people at tables, ordering food and eating, some were dancing, etc. It was cool. Anyway, Brynne was wearing this beautiful aqua/teal colored dress, and I remember thinking it looked really good on her. We decided to go behind the counter and help the restaurant staff out with the cooking. Shortly thereafter, I realized I was going to get my Tuxedo all dirty, so we stopped. That's all I can remember.

Date: 1-20-09
Time: Morning

I took an extremely pleasant drive down to Salt Lake, where apparently I had school. At the beginning, I took the route I normally take to go to my school (which is not in Salt Lake), and then the next thing I remember, I was driving past these gorgeous looking pine trees. I could see every intricate detail, and they looked really good. I remember feeling very content, and enjoying the drive immensely. I drove past a building that looked kind of like the Parthenon, and though I don't remember any voices or anything, I felt like I was being taught as I drove about that building's Greek history. I can't remember if it was this building, or a different Greek-looking one, but some building had a big swimming pool in the courtyard. I could see down into it and there were tons of people swimming. At this point, the vividness of the dream degraded... it was like everything was technicolor, and it looked like a really old grainy video tape. Then I woke up.

This dream was VERY vivid until the end section. The pine trees were breathtakingly detailed, even from a distance. Cool dream.