I woke up and wrote down 3 dreams last night/this morning. I had a few that I was too lazy to write down, so they probably werent that cool/weird.

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So me and a team of people are running, really fast, through trails in the woods. We are racing for this videotape, something in greek, towards the bottom of the hill. I see a shortcut, and we run and slide down a dirt path to the bottom. The dirt is dry, so i dont know how we are sliding as well as we are. Then it is daytime. real fast, we get up and continue chasing the videotape. Some random kid I kinda know bolts past us and dives over some felled trees for the tap. It gets tossed around, and then there is a pile pf people on it.

Some random kid from high school emerges with it. Everyone is bummed. He convinces everyone that it is elsewhere, so everyone runs for it. I see it in his hand, so when he is on his way to the bathroom, I try to take it, but i fail.


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2)So my best friend, and a girl we are freinds with, are at a dinner somewhere. Its pretty nice, but then we walk onto the pier, directly outside the restaurant. I hug the girl for some reason. The pier is directly above a massive, beautiful lake. Reallllly far up though. We can see all the watersports taking place. There are a ton of windsurfers there, going really fast and some of them are doing flips. Then we see the lifegaurd, waaaay down below, he freaks out, and all of a sudde, everyone in the water goes to shore.

It becomes apparent that there are a shitload of sharks in the water. We can see them from our view, it looks like thousands. They eat people. Then we can make out someone riding one of them. He must be their leader. It is a little kid. Then mike sherman (packers coach) emerges from the restaurant as well, and all grows dark. He says "that is one of our defensive players". everyone gasps, "who??". I say solemnly "Darren Sharper". So this little kid is apparently darren sharper, as a child. We see him in the blackness of the water, he doesnt look friendly.

Then instantly we are all in a large, dark room. the size of a few field houses. Mike sherman tells us we have to solve the mystery. Mysterious music plays. The chicago white sox are there, as well as an unidentified cheeleading squad. A Chilean friend of mine is there also. We divide into teams to solve the mystery in this dark room, of why childhood darren sharper, of the green bay packers, is riding sharks and killing people. It gets real scary and I wake up.


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3) This one is less cool.

Im with a freshman friend of mine somewhere. She wants me to take her home, so we go, but end up at a hockey rink that i played at when i was a lot younger. There is no rink, but there are ice-halfpipes, about 4 of them staked on top of eachother for some reason, and a guy in hockey skates doing cool tricks on them.

We chat a little bit. Then there is some kid i dont know from a rival school of ours. Hes wasted and offers us alcohol. So we get drunk, and then start chucking pineapples and shotglasses at the wall. Then the three of us have a discussion on how babies should be raised.


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Im always amazed how my brain can come up with these crazy ass stories. man....