Thread: Neverman's Neverville Chronicles

3/6/09

Second page, second post. I'm such a badass.

Failing My Test and the Islamic Little League
I was in the dining hall, though it was very different than usual. We changed where we sat most of the time because Eric wasn't there. Eventually, my World Cultures teacher gave me my test (which I won't even take until today) and it said I got a 74. I was really upset considering I need to get a good grade on the test. I banged the table and then I walked out the first door to vent my frustration.

Outside the door, it looked like my school would look like... but it wasn't an actual room in my school. At this point I wanted to go to the bathroom. I went in and there were about 5 little kids there. They said that there's no way I'm in high school. I tried to pee in the urinal, but the kid was being a little crap and was peeing all over the place so I just walked out. At some point, the urinals changed which wall they were on.

I went back into the dining hall. Still upset about my grade, I went out the other door. Now I was outside on a street that I recognized. I just kept walking away from school, and it was as if the school wasn't there anyway. I eventually came to my local little league. I was with some dude at this point. I looked down at the field and the "dude" said something that I forget, but I laughed lightly at.

There was a guy down near the field with a funny beard and an Amish hat. In my dream, he was the head of the little league field. He said, "My friends I don't have anything to offer ya today. But next week, I only need $400, and I'll be able to buy a new field!" Then he said that this was surely a sign from Allah. The "dude" got really annoyed that he was turning this into a religious thing. My old Theology teacher waled up next to the guy in the Amish hat and began clapping for him. My teacher was wearing a dark colored baseball cap, and a white T-shirt that said MUSLIM and some text in a box beneath it.

3/7/09

I didn't sleep well last night: I hate this damn retainer... Especially since I never really needed braces in the first place...

Pranking Dr. S
I wa sin my English class. I remember before the bell rang, Shane was showing some people... some... stuff. After class started I sat down in a seat diferent than my usual one. I remember the room looking pretty different than it really does.

This kid Christian, wanted to put on a magic show with his magic kit. Our teacher, Dr. S., allowed it. While he was preparing his pretty horrible magic set, some plastic, flesh colored flowers came out of his top hat. They were the size of mints at restaurants and came in little bags similar to the mints. Anyway, these flowers were proof that his magic set was, in fact, a Barbie magic set... People started making fun of him for it, but he dismissed it (kind of angrily) and started his magic show. What he did in the magic show I don't know, not because I don't remember, but because I wasn't paying attention.

I wasn't paying attention because apparantly there was a plan to "prank" our teacher, and I had to play an important part in it: I had to sneak up to the front of the room with a red wig (and I mean red like a clown's hair) and do... something. I recall having pranked our teacher at an earlier time when Christian did another magic show, though this didn't actually occur in the dream.

The magic show quickly ended. I donned my wig and began to do my work while Dr. S. wasn't looking. I crawled to the front of the room with a skill that would make Gollum envious. I was then behing the podium when Dr. S. shouted something. I backflipped 20 feet and perfectly landed back in my desk chair.

I saw Dr. S. across the room scolding everyone for trying to "prank" her. She made a weird face that I'm not sure she could even make in real life. Then someone behind me said she was going around the room to check homework (though we don't get homework...). I tried frantically to write down my homework quickly so I would get credit for it, but by the time she arrived at my desk, I just had to say I left it at my house. She gave a weird smile and said that it was alright and she continued on her way.

Class ended soon afterward. I was walking out of the classroom to go home when Garrett mentioned he played World of Warcraft. Being a fan of the game, and a former player, I asked him what class he played. He said Warrior yet he seemed embarrassed. I said that Paladins are good too. I don't think at any point during the conversation did I tell him I had played a Warlock. During this time, the halls were very different and were rather a very narrow dark corridor.

I'm so sorry I haven't been able to update the last few days. But I'm gonna save you a few posts and just let you know that you didn't miss anything. I had a stressful weekend and DST really threw me off the first day.

3/11/09

I can't remember anything today.

3/12/09

I can remember something at least, though it's really just random pieces that I can't really connect.

Video Games and the Locker Room
My previously unreleased game "Another Storybook Ending" was online for free download somehow. That's all I've got on that subject.

Now I was in the locker room getting ready for track practice. There were both boys and girls in there. Though I don't normally do this, I had my pants completely off and was standing facing the wall half naked. I wanted to masturbate . Since I was dreaming, wanting to do something is reason enough to do it. So I started to. I didn't go for very long because for whatever reason, I became self concious .

Now I was in an undescript location. My current game was nearing the end of development and somebody told me I wasn't going to be able to afford to make it. The decision was made to make my game cost money to download and I was going to be using taxpayers money to make it...

3/13/09

WHOA! Friday the 13th! Too bad I'm not suprstitious and I don't really care...

iPod Touch Adventure
I was in my school's dining hall and it was really dark. I was trying to do check some forum on my friends iPod which was HUGE. For some reason the iPod was playing like a video game and it was preventing me from doing what I planned on doing. This one upperclassmen from the track team said he congratulates me for not being all nervous about using an iPod touch.

I left and took a break and I was in my grandparents' house. My family was getting ready to take a trip and apparantly, they took a rest one block from our house. Outside it was very cold and windy. Someone was going to get sodas from a minimart that was across the street in my dream. I said I wanted a can and then I walked away. I got a Coke out of the fridge and walked back to find that the other person got me a can of Coke. I put both cans on top of each other and walked back into the kitchen. My first can was very odd shaped. I may have had a conversation at the kitchen table but I'm not sure.

I then went back and tried the iPod again...

Some of you may have started to assume that I've just got up and left DV. This isn't the case though. I just ahven't updated my DJ because my recall was bad for a little bit and recently all of my dreams have been very "surreal" beyond what I can describe in simple text. Lately, the entries in my DJ (in real life) have one or two lines of words and then I sketch that I drew while half-asleep. I just thought this was better than bumping my thread everyday saying. "I can't remember any dreams tonight" (which is actually that case today...).

3/24/09

I can't remember too much today.

The Track Meet and Pregnancy
I know that I was at some sort of track meet. It was really dark and really distorted. I remember being mad at the official and I kept mentally reminding myself that she was from North Pocono.

Now I was... somewhere. My mom told me that Kylie was "having a baby". She asked me if I had anything to do with it, to which I naturally said no. Somehow I was aware that she was really upset about this (obviously) and that she wanted me to be her "first" or something. It was really weird... and I don't know why but I felt very guilty about it...

3/25/09

I have nothing today and that's really completely my fault. I've found that if I don't think about dreaming and stuff like that as I go to sleep I don't remember things often. I didn't do that last night...

3/26/09

I don't have anything for today...

3/27/09

This... was a lot weirder than it's going to sound...

Origin of the Universe
I was in some sort of distorted place that was a cross between my school's indoor track and a dungeon. The walls were made of dark stone and almost every light was red.

There was a guy from some cartoon I can't stand who was leading a group of people around which included me. We came up to what looked something like a former torture chamber. He explained the universe originated in a way similar to how you set up balls for a game of pool and that all life is formed in this type of pattern. We then left out to the main chamber.

There was a second group which we met up with at this point. Jake M. started complaining about how his group had to go upstairs or something. In typical fashion, everyone pretty much ignored him.

Now I was in the "torture chamber" again. Some other cartoon character blew up or something of that nature. For a reason I cannot explain, the survival of this cartoon was super-duper important. The insides of the character were colored different shades of red but felt sort of like slimy water ballons. As I tried to fill the cartoon up with it's former internal organs in a way similar to setting up for a game of pool... I was woken up...

3/28/09

Nothing... Blah...

3/29/09

I know I had more dreams, and I know they were awesome. Too bad I didn't have my dream journal with me on this day...

A Strange Run
We went off the track for a run. I didn't know where we were going but I know it was route that I hadn't gone on before so I followed someone else.

I forget most of the run but I know it took me through some werid places: some scary, some just plain odd. Eveuntually, we came to what looked like an enlarged version of my old school's stadium. We ran up the stairs of the bleachers. I couldn't see the bleachers after some point and the stairs kept rising. It was like I was in a game of Super Mario Sunshine.

The stairs kept rising until there was a point where it just seemed to stop. I reached the top and another stadium (much smaller) appeared before me. I ran down these steps and came to the track. In the center of the track was a squishy block. The team was gathering near it. I ran down to it and then took a short lap around it and toward the end I jumped and flew a little bit and then did a flying kick to somebody. I asked Alex what he though of my "ninja-skillz" and he laughed.

3/30/09

I didn't have anything for this day... I did... But I lost it since I still didn't have my DJ with me that day.

4/1/09

This one's a little boring...

Can't Talk
I couldn't talk. I tried all sorts of loud instruments to bring my voice back, but apparantly it didn't work... Yeah that's it.