olicoolkid
oceanic 815 survivor

long time no post! had no internet at my dads. but anyways, onto the dreams:

dream 1

i was in this cube thing with my friends who were messing about. there was this guy who loooked really pissed in the middle of the cube. when we left a friend asked "do you know what that was?" and i said "a hologram shower" suddenly we were running from the guy, and we went down a alley there there were giant bugs. dont remember anymore of that so onto

dream 2

i was watching a car containing charlie pace and sayid jarrah. they were driving along, and charlie said "i dont want to die, let me say bye to clair first" with holes appering in him. the next thing i remember was lots of people fighting, and then there was a door. as we all walked through it, i became charlie pace, and with me hugo "hurley" rayes, sayid jarrah, boon and shannon, and john locke. it turned out we were all convicts, and the island was a way to rehabilitate these people, and it worked. we all came out off narrow walkway to cheers of "it worked again!" the last i remember was there were people trying to hunt us down, andsayid was a jazz singer at a bar. a jaz singer and a waiter. and the head chef. infact the only person who worked there. nd then i woke up. i couldnt belive it.


i managed to give lost a worse ending than what it had. i shouldent have messed with it to be honest. because we all know:


whatever happened
happened

best night ever. my first dream was i was at school, and for some reason i was preparing a party with this guy i know charlie. it was going well, and somehow the school ws connected to my house. we put on music, nd i suggested getting some more, he agreed, then rememered my taste in music, so ran of to get his own, while i tried to get mine. i was running at full bast when suddenly the alarm went of waking me, so i got up and turned it off. i then went back to bed, really wanting to re enter that dream, so i kept repeating to my self, "i will have a lucid dream, i will remember my dream" and then i found myself in my house. exept, on further observasion, it wasnt my house. i turned around. "im dreaming arnt i?"
"yes" a toad in a fez told me. i was amazed how clear and realistic the dream was, only to have it start to fade. i quickly put my hands infront of me and said out lout "increase lucidity" and the drem world became clear again. "congradulations on your first lucit the fez wearing toad told me. "now to help you with glasses. he told me that because i was acustomed to wearing glasses to help me in the real world, if i lost them in the dream relm the world would become un clear. to test, i took them off, and the world became not as clear again, and started to fade, i kept trying to clear the world, but it didnt work. the last thing the toad shouted was "picture yourself without glasses in your dreams!" and i woke up. i now no what all the fuss is about.

any ideas on who the fez wearing toad was would be nice.

ok....well, i think it would be better to just explain. i was me. i felt a strange feeling, and suddenly i woke up. i was dreading school, and i looked at my self in the mirror. i had shoulder lengh hair, a slender body, quite pretty (if i do sy so myself) and wierdly anough, boobs. i didnt thing anything was odd. my dad called me "olivia!" im oliver, but i went anyways. it wasnt my dad. well it was, but it was my mum. as a guy. i went to school, and it was the same everywere. all my friends who were girls were guys. al my friends who were guys were girls. i didnt think any of it was out the ordanairy. then the intereswting bit happened. "i" got ill and sent home. i finally realized something was f. and i thought "what the hell is going on" only to be retorted with "what the hell" and "my" body stiffining. "who are you" "I" thought. "oliver peter louie spencer-rexin, at your service" i thought back. "but thats imposible" i said, shaking "my" head. "im olivia pauline louise spencer-rexin" "i" looked confused, and then i woke up. all the events happened the same way they did in the "dream"

is that possible?

again, non-lucid. i really need to improve on getting lucid. anyways, i was in what seemed to be an RPG. i had a party of me, my mum, my friend jake, and what seemed to be a form of my friend catherine. there were loads of puzzles we had to do, (in standared RPG format) and we progressed. what was interesting is that there ws an ice lolly stool, just randomly placed in the dungon/classroom/corridor/idk, and it selled mountian due slush in a cone. i found that strange. the last i remember of my dream is me doing a super-long cutscene move/attack in which i turned into matt smith and smeared lipstick all over my face, and the did a morris dance. then the raw awsomeness of that attack woke me up. maybe. or it could have been my mum.

i did remember alot more of this dream, but my pen for my solid DJ feel down the side of my bed.

of, and i relized that my dream sign is....wait for it....my friend jake! he's not going to like that though. he thinks lucid dreams are a load of balloney. so when everytime he walks up to me i do a RC, hes going to get very mad, very fast.

oh wells.

about time i had rememberings. and such strong ones as well. what happened was i was in school. i felt abit ill, so i skipped lesson one. then the guys from jackass were at my school, and they sked me to assist with filming, and then we hung out for the rest of lesson 2. by lesson 3 i felt really unwell, so i called a taxi and got in, the jackass guys now faded. i arrived home to the shock of my mother, who asked why i came home. i told her i didnt feel well, but she sent me back to school, i dont remember how. i dont remember lesson four, but during lesson five something strange happened to my DC of my friend jake. he shuddered a bit, and turned to me. he looked at me nd said, "hey you dont feel well. your not gonna come to school today are you?" i looked at him and said: "what are you on about? im at school!" he just shook his head and said "nope" he then seemed to get pulled awy, and i woke. i need to talk to jake about what happened.

best thing?: as i had already gone to school last night, i didnt go today. that, and also jake was right. in the morning i had a relape of my cold.

creepy.