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[Jan. 27th, 2008|03:18 pm] |
This morning I dreamed about chaining in the sandstorm. I don't know what I was doing, just the last part.. I reset the radar and a fat, bright, pulsating shiny patch showed up in the lower right side of the area. I started approaching and I felt a lot of excitement in my dream..
..then my mom yelled my name and woke me up.
In the dream I was watching the action on my DS but feeling my own emotions. I would be worried if I dreamed of physically being in the game and hunting. =P |
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[Oct. 21st, 2007|12:28 pm] |
Last night's dream was weird and it still seems fresh in my mind, so I should probably write it down...
It started at some huge gathering around a lagoon. All kinds of people were there, including this bossy fat lady riding a hovercraft scooter. Yeah, wtf. She kept trying to organize everyone around the water but nobody paid attention. I finally found Leah and Kim, and we booked it.
We were driving a truck and we took a random turn off the road and started t drive down a country road. We ended up at a corn farm, but there were people all over outside, including a big film crew. Nobody said anything to confirm the fact but we just knew we were at a filming for The Office, at Schrute Farm. So we got all excited and parked the truck, but then me and Leah decided to drive off somewhere else. We tried to drive up this hill but there were big boulders blocking it, I remember staring at the rocks for a long time, wondering if we could get past...
The truck got past but then I was at another big party, for graduation. I climbed up a huge ladder (like.. it looked a mile off the ground at the top) to a platform, where I was going to be honored with a few other people from my graduating class. I waved at everyone below and I didn't think the entire thing was weird at all.
THEN, I was at howard amon park, sitting on a bench with people I didn't recognize. There was a strange "end of the world" feel to the whole thing, I'm not sure why. I was wearing a weird pair of converse shoes, with this brown cloth on the outside that was falling off. I felt irritated that they were so cheap.
Next I was at home, and I had this weird shrimp creature in a plastic container. I think maybe it was a hermit crab. It looked sick but I was really excited to have it. I left it in the laundry room and when I came back, Elliott Smith was tending to it. I felt excited but it didn't phase me that a dead guy was chilling in my laundry room.. We talked about the pet for a while, then he left. Later when I went to check on the little creature, the whole thing was gone. My mom told me she had thrown it away, and I was devasted. I asked her about Elliott Smith, and she said we were related. I think she said he was my aunt. o.O
Theeen I was in someone's back yard. It was really dark and windy, and it was like I was in a video game in the middle of a boss fight. Some animal was on a short little rocket flying around, and I felt like I was in slow motion. The dream cut to me riding a weird bike around an apartment complex, and I rode up near someone's glass doors. They stared at me from inside. I apoligized a lot, picked up my bike, and hurried away.
Next me and Ben were driving through a residential neighborhood. I was in the back seat and he was driving. Other stuff happened in that part that doesn't need to be repeated here...
And finally, I was in my room, examining three bags of weed. One was just a fat nug but it looked short. The other stuff was deep purple colored and I was really impressed. My mom came in and took some, then I just kind of stood and contemplated the whole thing. A girl I don't know walked into my room and pointed at the bags. "I heard they had something... else in them."
Wow. Also I'm not sure if it was a dream or real, but I experienced sleep paralysis 3-4 times. I woke up, I couldn't move my legs. It felt like a century as I tried to slowly move my arm to the edge of the bed, or a pillow, or to my mouth so I could bite myself and get out of the paralysis. I even remember slowly, forcefully making myself stand up. I staggered around on the bed then laid back down, still frozen. what the fuck. |
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[Jun. 6th, 2007|10:14 am] |
Last night's dream really really sucked. For the most part it was about being at some school. It's kind of funny because before I went to bed I was trying to focus on something NOT school-related, because my dreams have weird tendancies to involve a school somehow.
Anyways.. at some point in the dream I found out Ben was at some party with some girl I didn't know, I get all freaked out and go to find them. The "party" was somewhere that looked like the music hallway back at chief jo middle school. I approached them and asked what was up, I don't remember the response I got. What I really remember from this dream was making this long walk to Ben's car (he was parked at the end of a long parking lot), all the while thinking about what I would say to him. When i got to his car, he was sitting in the driver's seat, and the girl was in the passenger seat. I broke down and started crying and I kept asking, "What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me?" As with most cases where I dream about things like this, Ben was unmoved and my pleadings didn't really seem to bother him. Finally I started pleading to get him back, telling him how I'm in love with him and we were so perfect together and how could he just let it go..
Well he did let it go and I just felt awful, rejected after gushing my heart out about something I'm pretty fragile about in the first place.
The same thing happened a lot when I was dating Andrew for some reason, I'd dream a lot about him not liking me anymore, forgetting who I was, etc. It only happens with a boyfriend I care deeply about.. go figure.. stupid insecurities emerging in my dreams. Of course these dreams are far more frustrating than those of past bfs, because right now Ben is 2 hours away and I have no way of hugging and kissing him and knowing that everything is okay.
WHATEVER. It was just a dream. |
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[May. 11th, 2007|10:32 am] |
Wow, last night's dream was interesting.
Apparently in my house there was this secret room and my mom told me "Even Jay didn't know about it". Talk about tapping into unconscious fears. Anyways, the way to get to this room was by sliding through this weird opening low to the ground behind the garden and then you'd end up in this room about the size of mine, mostly empty, but with some blankets everywhere and a table. Me and Kyle decided to investigate and deemed it our new safe spot for smoking. Soon after we invited David over and broke in the place. It was glorious, and I had a container full of dank purple (LOL if only). I kept dropping this one nug for some reason and then I felt compelled to hide two little nugs in my pocket when I went outside to look for David (???).
The dream then went into this whole weird thing in a town, I only remember bits and pieces, and it wasn't that great anyways.
Then it took a turn for hte worse and became really depressing. I was in my room with Kyle and Rory, sitting on the floor. I was thinking about Ben and then I started freaking out. "Ben just came to visit for hte weekend and I didn't even kiss him!" I started bawling because I felt so bad and like I had wasted the weekend. I was soooooo torn up about missing time with Ben. Then one of the guys goes "so you should just dump him" to which I replied "WHAT.. WHY" but they never offered an explanation.
Fucken weird.
Probably inspired by my vast amounts of excitement for seeing Ben in a few hours. =D I'll make sure to kiss him 2093480329423 times. At least. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2007|10:21 am] |
Jeeze, last night's dream was savage. it was really long and I dont feel like recording most of the details, just the worst part..
I was in my room, chilling and smiling, when my grandparents decided to stop by. I freaked out because my room undoubtedly smelled, and it was filled with smoke. I had barely moved my bowls from my hands to my desk when my grandma opened the door. I quickly shut it again but it was too late, she had seen inside. She went back to my kitchen and made some comment to my mom about my room.
Later in the dream I was in the kitchen and my mom told me I was fat. This freaked me out and I felt really offended. Then my grandparents appeared and they kept insisting that I was fat. My mom said something about "gaining 25 lbs and not even noticing", meaning I had gained weight but not noticed. I felt so awful during hte dream, I didnt think i was fat at all, but my family insisted.
THEN, to top things off, in the dream I was chatting with Kim on AIM and out of the blue she started telling me that she decided to not talk to me anymore. She gave some kind of weird explanation for it, but I was crushed. One of my best friends suddenly decided I wasn't worth her time and without reason she wasnt going to speak to me anymore...
I guess the only good part about the dream was waking up and seeing that I am NOT fat and realizing that Kim doesnt hate me. Wow. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2007|11:24 am] |
Ugh, I really wish I could remember this dream better. Something was causing the end of the world, and as time progressed, things were just getting worse and worse. Houses around mine were starting to set on fire. Everyone was panicked. Most people were trying to situate their houses to endure the flames or to keep them safe, but I had an awful feeling about sticking around. While my mom fixed things up inside the house, I went to my room and started rummaging around for things I needed most. This was a really difficult task, and I remember feeling my stomach drop when I realized I was picking a few items to go on with me, and the rest would be destroyed. It was hard to choose.. I don't really remember what I picked though..
Anyways so I packed up and loaded my stuff into my mom's car, thinking she'd be leaving soon. Instead she continued to stick around the house, all while the conditions outside worsened.
THEN Leah called and she felt just like I did, something was up and we needed to GTFO. She stopped by my house and I loaded my pathetic luggage into the car, and we headed off. I remember driving around town once to check things out. Tons of cars on the roads, trying to get somewhere. The part I remember clearly about the dream was sitting right near Albertson's/Gage, and we could either go straight to head back toward my house, or take a left to get out of town. We were both very scared but decided it was best to take our own action and we turned left, leaving town.
The rest is pretty vague, I remember driving through various areas that remind me of driving to Moscow. The description of this dream makes it sound pretty boring and average, but in the dream there was such a heavy feeling of impending doom. Scary stuff. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2007|11:01 am] |
Unsurprisingly (to me at least) I had a rotten dream last night. I was back at RHS, except the campus was kind of meshed with the way a main walkway at U of I was set up. I was walking to class and I hadn't seen Ben all day, so I was hoping to see him along the way. I spotted him walking with some of his guy friends and I got all excited and hurried over to say hi. I made several attempts to get Ben's attention and he basically ignored me, continuing to talk to his friends. Finally as they were walking away from me, said "oh hey" without looking at me and that was that. I felt so crappy.
What is my deal with self-doubting dreams? Every time I have an amazing boyfriend, I start having creepy/sad dreams about them not liking me anymore.
And then possibly worse is when I have dreams about exes liking me again, its a strange mix of happiness and "ugh" because clearly its nothing that will happen, what a waste of a dream. I think those kind of dreams are far more normal though.
I guess I just worry too much.
hopefully ben wouldn't really do that. :x |
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[Feb. 25th, 2007|01:24 pm] |
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Ugh, I've been having such creepy dreams lately. Last night's was very long and horribly detailed. I say "horribly" because the main part was about this awful school shooting. Actually, I don't even want to go into detail, the dream was almost like a nightmare and I have no clue what provoked my mind into creating such a horrible story. Students everywhere were getting massacred, and I remember for a large portion I was desperately trying to find somewhere safe to hide from the gun shots. Ugh. |
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[Feb. 22nd, 2007|09:22 am] |
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I had a long, weird dream last night.. The only part I can remember is that I was at RHS, wandering the upstairs english halls. I decided to use the bathroom and when I entered one, I went to a mirror to check my hair. Before I saw my reflection, I was already feeling annoyed with how I looked, because apparently I'd tried some new hair style that day. When I finally saw myself in the mirror, I felt absolutely horrified. My hair was this awful bleached-blonde color, it was all poofy and dry and I didn't have any bangs. I felt so freaked out and I remember desperately trying to fiddle with/adjust my hair so that it looked halfway normal. Even worse, my complexion had gone to shit. My face was all rough and covered in acne scars. I just stood in the bathroom, staring in horror at myself, wondering how in the world I was able to look so bad. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2007|06:52 pm] |
pinkerdroit: omg
pinkerdroit: i forgot to tell you about hte dream ihad last night
bzarcelebrations: oooh
bzarcelebrations: do tell
pinkerdroit: you lived in this apartment somewhere
pinkerdroit: with david
pinkerdroit: and you guys had two parts of the house, the inside which was a living room and a bathroom, and then a huge garage
pinkerdroit: and you guys had like 20 kittens
bzarcelebrations: lkasjd
pinkerdroit: but for some reason... (this is so bizarre, i dont even know wtf) they were miniaturized. and instead of being kittens, they would look like little black dots that skittered around
pinkerdroit: and you kept them in this aquarium type thing
bzarcelebrations: LOL
pinkerdroit: but then someone left hte top off and they all got out
bzarcelebrations: oh shit
pinkerdroit: and they turned into regular kittens
pinkerdroit: and i was freaked oout because i thought it was my fault
pinkerdroit: so i started searching all over teh house and garage for them, they were everywhere
pinkerdroit: it was almost like the game elebits for wii, where you search under household objects to find these little creatures
pinkerdroit: and i felt sooo bad about letting them out
bzarcelebrations: awww
pinkerdroit: and eventually we stuffed them all into the bathroom
pinkerdroit: and i left to go see a movie
pinkerdroit: it was "jackass 3'" apparently and i arrived during credits. and the theatre was huge and full of kids from my middle school. i felt really confused and i whipped out my laptop
pinkerdroit: and started surfing the internet
bzarcelebrations: Hahaha
pinkerdroit: and i got really thirsty so i started pressing my face to te address bar and trying to suck water out of it (WTF)
pinkerdroit: but it didnt work
pinkerdroit: so i just sat in the back and watched the movie like normal
bzarcelebrations: LOL
pinkerdroit: and it showed steve-o and wee man running naked through this desert
pinkerdroit: and THEN
bzarcelebrations: LOLL
pinkerdroit: suddenly i was at RHS and we were doing some kind of play
pinkerdroit: i think it was some weird version of charlottes web. the set had a farm and this huge fireplace thingy
pinkerdroit: and i sat on top of the fireplace thing waiting for my lines (i remember i was "narrator #3")
pinkerdroit: and people were saying their lines and i was all pumped. and lauren (the chick who played the witch in into the woods) was playing some lead role. and kaitlyn was in it, too
pinkerdroit: and after the first song i decided to get off the fireplace and went backstage with lauren and kaitlyn
pinkerdroit: but then some guy started complaining about how bad the song was
pinkerdroit: in the audience
bzarcelebrations: LOL Jerk
pinkerdroit: and we all got really upset and discouraged so we just STOPPE
pinkerdroit: D
pinkerdroit: performing
pinkerdroit: and then the last part
bzarcelebrations: WHAT
pinkerdroit: i was in this creepy room
pinkerdroit: and i was looking at this weird trippy picture of bricks
bzarcelebrations: Hahaha
pinkerdroit: and somehow the ceiling was shaped just like the bricks in the picture
pinkerdroit: so i painted it red and i was all proud of having my own design in the room
pinkerdroit: OH SHITI
pinkerdroit: i remembered more
pinkerdroit: after i painted it red, i started making this huge bird nest sculpture
pinkerdroit: and it had these eggs and a paintbrush in it
pinkerdroit: and theeeeen
bzarcelebrations: Haha
pinkerdroit: suddenly i was in this huge field
pinkerdroit: and it was world of warcraft
pinkerdroit: but irl
pinkerdroit: and all these creatures were running around and people were battling to get experience or whatever the fuck you do in that game
bzarcelebrations: Hahaha
pinkerdroit: and suddenly other players started attacking me
bzarcelebrations: Why?
pinkerdroit: so i hopped on this weird creature (it was like a tauntaun that han solo rides in empire strikes back) and started running away, freaking out
pinkerdroit: i dont know! i guess i was invading their territory
pinkerdroit: so forever i kept running around the huge field,trying to avoid their attacks
pinkerdroit: i finally hid in this area with a bunch of trees and escaped
pinkerdroit: but man
pinkerdroit: it was such a weird dream o.o |
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[Jan. 7th, 2007|11:54 am] |
Naturally on my first night back in Moscow, I had to have a long weird-ass dream. I don't remember a lot of it but two main parts are really sticking out. First, I was at Leslie Grove park with two close friends, a boy and a girl, but I can't remember who. I think the girl might have been Leah. We were running around having fun, but the wind was extremely fierce. I was carrying some object and I kept raising it in the air as if to provoke the wind to catch it and make me fall down from the force. We ran around for some time, until I was tired of being paranoid and announced that the wind was really freaking me out. I said something about it maybe turning into a tornado. After I said that, we all ran as fast as we could back to shelter.
Then the next part I remember, I was going to a theatre for someone's over-the-top birthday. I went alone and I wasn't sure what to expect. When I walked into the theatre, it was full of familiar faces from my RHS 06' class. The theatre was packed full and everyone was talking/sitting with their friends. I resorted to sitting in one of the back rows and started looking for close friends. I saw Kim and Leah several rows down, but they were busy talking with some guy friends. Frustrated, I sat back down and when I looked to my right, I realized I was sitting next to _____ (lolz teh suspense). My heart fluttered and I suddenly felt perfectly fine with my decision to sit in the back. We started joking about the whole event, and in mid-sentence, he suddenly turned toward me and gave me the sweetest most perfect kiss evar. And I freaking died. I remember in the dream just feeling absolute bliss and relief. Aww. It was a wonderful feeling, and I was quite bummed out to wake up after that one.. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2006|05:29 pm] |
My most recent dream (just woke up from it) was absolutely bizarre. It was creepy and eerie and definitely one of the darkest dreams I've had in a while. I think it tops my witch/jungle dream from the last entry, too.
The dream started with Greg taking me, Brian, Matt, and Tim out to the ocean to go boating or swimming or something. We somehow got stranded out in the deep water without life jackets, and things were looking grim. We managed to find a cluster of floating platforms. There were three side by side and then huge rows that seemed to go on forever. All of us climbed on and Matt, Tim, and Brian started heading south from where we were. Me and Greg were lagging behind because we were both being way more cautious about jumping from platform to platform. They were hardly raised out of the water, and one mis-step would cause the platform to tip and ocean water would cover the whole thing. At one point I stepped too far on a corner of one and my lower half was soaked in water. I felt panicked, and Greg helped me out. "You have to be really careful, you don't want to get cold, that's bad news out here" Greg warned me. I felt frustrated and replied "I have a really bad feeling about this, something just isn't right." Greg got really moody after I made that statement, "Don't be saying things like that! Come on, let's catch up".
By time we caught up with the other three my clothes were dry. They stopped on a huge, more bouyant floating platform and all five of us paused to rest a bit. I decided to check out the scenery and I started staring at the distant horizon. Intead of seeing a blue sky or pretty sunset, I saw something that made my stomach churn. The sky was turning a horribly grey-black color. The clouds were gathering so thickly that they were forming horrible black pillars that raised from the ground up to the sky, almost like fat tornadoes. I had no idea what it was or what it meant, but I was instantly overcome with a feeling of immense fear. I grabbed Tim and made him check it out. He also felt really weirded out but didn't seem as effected as I was. From that point on, I knew something "bad" was going to happen. (This sounds a bit stupid, but bare with me, I can't really help what happens in my dream) I knew some dark force was going to start following and I had to get away as soon as possible.
Suddenly we were back on land, but it was me, Brian, JT, and Brad. We were driving up a huuuuuge sloped hill in Brad's old van, and I wasn't quite sure where we were heading. The neighborhood was relatively nice but it seemed abandoned. About halfway up I spotted a pair of shoes on the sidewalk and realized they were mine. I pleaded for JT to stop the van but he refused because he didn't want to make the trip last any longer. I felt really frustrated and very vulnerable for some reason.
We then appeared somewhat near Leah's house, traveling toward my house. I looked out the window of the van and saw the sky was just as menacing as it was back at the ocean, perhaps even more. The tornado clouds were thick and forming a huge wall in some areas, and in others the clouds were more of an ashy grey color and they formed weird, fancy looking pillars. It was almost like something out of a video game, or Harry Potter. Which would make sense since I played hella Twilight Princess and finished Chamber of Secrets last night.. but anyways.. We arrived at my house and I felt really thankful to be somewhere safe. I hadn't been home since thanksgiving break and I was excited to go inside. As I walked to the steps near my door I started feeling almost overwhelmed by a strange apprehension and fear. I had a feeling something just wouldn't be right inside. Even worse, I felt like the weird black cloud force was getting more "evil" and more intent on doing something bad. I sucked it up and walked inside. The house was kind of cluttered, as if Hallie and Alex had been rampaging around all day. The kitchen and living room were lit in a weird orangey color. I didn't see my mom right away, so I hurried in to my room.
Moments later my mom came in. She was fine, and asked how I was and what I was up to. I explained the clouds to her and she didn't seem very interested. Suddenly I felt really creeped out to be in my own room. The fear I felt in the dream was extremely realistic and freaky. The only way to describe it is the feeling of fear I gotwhen I played Fatal Frame for the first few times and knew that a ghost was nearby, but I was almost too paralzyed with fear to find out what was up. So anyhow, I was feeling more and more scared as each moment passed. I could almost feel the warmth and welcome draining out of my house and room. Brad came in for a moment to see what was up. "We have to get out of the Tri-Cities. It's the only way, don't you think? We need to get away from these weird clouds, at least." Brad agreed and went back to the car to stop by his own house. I looked around my messy room and decided I would pack up all my important things and leave as well. My mom didn't really question it, she went back to the kitchen to continue making dinner. I started to frantically pack whatever I could think of, not pausing to make a proper list of travel items. I snagged a few pairs of pants, my contact solution and case, pajamas, and other random items. Nothing was folded, just stuffed into the blue travel bag. I knew I was forgetting some things but I just wanted to get the fuck out as quickly as possible.
I took my things to the door and waited for Brad to arrive. Instead of him returning in his van, a huge red truck pulled up. Tracey, my mom's friend, was driving it and told us she could take us somewhere safe. I threw my luggage in the back and pondered whether to sit in the front or back. Suddenly I realized I forgot a lot of important things, so I ran back to my house and grabbed more pants and shirts. I also spent a long time trying to find my laptop and laptop case. When I left my room, I felt a sudden sadness. It hit me that I was abandoning everything and kind of "running away" from home. But it seemed like the only thing to do, because I couldn't stay in the Tri-Cities with the creepy force getting closer and closer. I stopped near the door and my mom gave me a huge hug. Snowball and Snooper both bounded up. For once they weren't fighting, and both wore looks of sad confusion on their muzzles. I lowered myself to give them hugs, and for some reason it felt like the last time I would see them. Snowball licked my face with kisses and to my surprise, Snooper nuzzled my face and acted very affectionate as well.
I ran back to the truck and this time Tracey decided she would test out the truck's abilities. For some reason there were a bunch of cars parked in our driveway, too. Tracey started the truck (which was like the size of a monster truck, wtf) and suddenly started driving it on top of all the other cars. There were a few fleeting moments of victory and pwnage, but then the truck tipped and we all screamed as it crashed onto its side.
The rest of the dream I can't really remember well. I do remember going back to find my shoes on the hill, and travelling with Brad in his van again. I wish I hadn't woken up so soon, because the whole story with the weird black clouds seemed to be going somewhere. All in all, the dream doesn't sound so impressive and eerie once I wrote it out. It was just the feeling I had the entire dream, the feeling of fear and worry. My stomach was constantly doing backflips and every time I saw the clouds, I was overwhelmed with bad feelings. They all felt real in the dream, too. Bleh. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2006|05:36 pm] |
I had a really long, intense, vivid dream..
..It started with me, my mom, and Halle moving to a new house. It was this two story (with a basement) house in some older neighborhood. It was pretty old and run-down inside, but it was big and we were all feeling pretty excited to have somewhere new. We were just starting to arrange things inside when I suddenly felt really urgent about checking the locks on the door. The front door had two sets of doors. The first was a wooden door with a weak screen in the lower portion. Beyond that was a small room, and then the main heavy door. The main heavy door locked only on the handle, but I made sure it was locked. Then I spent five minutes trying to secure the smaller screened door. My mom was getting pissed at my urgency, but I kept telling her, "We HAVE to make sure these are locked, I have a really bad feeling."
Suddenly we could hear something outside trying to get in. I started freaking out and told my mom and Hallie to run to the basement. The basement was set up exactly like my grandma's old basement, with the weird creepy little empty space under the stairs where little kids would always go to lurch. My mom ran to the main area of the basement and I told Hallie to get under the stairs as fast as she could. Hallie made it under safe, and just as I was trying to fit myself under (for some reason the space under the stairs was really small, I had to lay on my stomach and try to scoot myself in), a huge pack of wolves busted in, ran down the stairs, and circled around my mom. My heart stopped as I watched them growling at her and then the leader or something started talking to her (LOL). He was demanding for her to tell where her kids were. I was still desperately trying to get under the stairs, when a young wolf wandered toward me. She didn't see me, but she was sniffing something near the oven, which was a few feet away from the stairs. I managed to slip under the stairs, but just barely. My head was kind of sticking out and in my fear I kept my eyes slightly open so I could see wtf was going on. For a moment the young wolf stared right at me, and I thought all was lost, but she turned away and went back with the others.
The dream shifted into a flurry of action, it was hard to tell what the fuck was going on. This evil woman was causing some serious terror in my town. She was witchy looking and fat and just evil (like the Witch of the Waste in Howl's Moving Castle). Everyone in the town was trying to get away. Before I knew it, I was knocked out and I woke up in a huge fucking arena with a bunch of other people my age. Everyone looked disoreinted and confused. Also, everybody had this look about them. Something just wasn't right. They all looked too out of it, lmost like they were possessed. The witch lady was sitting at one end of the oval shaped stadium, shouting commands at us. There was a track in the grass, and she ordered us all to run two laps so she could see who was the fastest. I was completely baffled as to why we were running tracks, but I obeyed because I was freaked out. I ran the first lap nonchalantly, and then the witch used a loudspeaker. "You all better run your fastest, this isn't a game, pick up the pace or you'll regret it." My stomach dropped and I started running as fast as I could to finish the second lap. After this, everyone gathered together again and we just stood and waited for the witch to speak again. She disappeared. Most of the group kind of wandered off on their own, but I was freaked the fuck out. I noticed a lot of the kids had a weird black rectangular mark on their backs and I took that as a bad sign.
So I was standing around trying to figure out what to do, when I saw my grandma and my aunt in the seating area (there were other parents too watching their kids). They waved frantically for me to see them, and I was nearly crying with relief when they finally made their way over. "That witch is such a nasty woman, she should burn in hell" my grandma started saying. Then I noticed the witch walking from her original spot over to where we were sitting. She was wearing this creepy red outfit and I felt sick to my stomach when I saw her coming close. "Nana shut up, don't say anything when she comes close." The witch lady came right up next to us and started talking, and I really wish I could remember what she said. Suddenly I realized I had to get away before it was too late. I bolted from the spot and went to the nearest side of the stadium seating (away from the witch) and jumped over the seating. The rest of the dream is pretty LOLable only because it's so far-fetched and just fantastic in an unrealistic way, but whatever. I can't help what I dream about. =p
Anyways, I jumped over and fell through this huge tunnel type of thing that was covered in vines. I landed in this weird jungle area. A woman and a man were near a tree, and the man was grilling something on a barbeque. I approached to ask for help, but then stopped myself when I saw they both had a very weird look in their eyes. I figured they were part of those weird kids with the marks, so I moved on. I started running through this huge jungle area. It was all on the side ofa highway, so I kept somewhat near the road, but mostly hidden in the trees and vines. Every once in a while I would feel like the witch was after me/getting close, and I'd quickly climb into the trees or jump through some hidden tunnel and hide all sneaky. Eventually I made it to a part of the highway that was almost like a huge tunnel slide. I jumped through and landed in a square room full of dirt and wooden squares.
A man that looked a lot like the flying guy from Heroes was there and he didn't look happy. He knew what I was up to (wtf) and wanted me dead. So he started chasing me around the room, and then this really hot guy appeared in the room. He was sitting at a table reading a book and drinking coffee. The bad guy who was chasing me stopped to question the hot guy. "He's not who you want!" I yelled, and then the hot guy ran out of the room to save his ass. I ducked near one of the wooden boxes and then I kept wishing I could turn into a frog so I could burrow under the dirt and hide and not worry about all of this (wtf). Unfortunately that wasn't an option, and the bad guy grabbed me. I could feel the impending doom, but somehow I broke free. I ran really fast the way the hot guy exited, and I found myself in a weird room that looked like something out of a Banjo-Kazooie game. Suddenly I realized I was only wearing underwear (WTF.) so I found a random bra and started finding my way out of the room again. I was then back on the highway, dressed only in underwear and bra, running as fast as I could down the asphalt (it started raining).
And then I woke up.
wtf. |
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[Dec. 5th, 2006|04:47 pm] |
Ugh. Commence bad day.
My dreams have been super vivid the past three days, and also super annoying. They're always about what I can't have.
>_________________< i fucking hate being grumpy, but i feel like i can't even help it today. |
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[Nov. 27th, 2006|12:11 am] |
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| | "Saint Simon" - The Shins | ] |
The last two dreams I've had have been very detailed. And very sad. Well, sad because they make me so intensely happy.. then I wake up and realize that nothing really happened. Ugh. What I'd give to make them happen 4 reelz. :[ |
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[Nov. 15th, 2006|05:38 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | "The National Anthem" - Radiohead | ] |
I've been sleeping abnormal amounts lately. Abnormal for me and just in general. 10-12+ hours each night. I guess it's good to sleep but I've gone through phases like this before. Sleeping as much as possible just so I don't have to deal with as much during the day. Depression is fucking retarded.
I actually remember last night's dream, though. Some of it. I was at this weird house and there were two rooms I kept going back and forth to. I had some extremely bomb weed in one room and I was excited to try it out. But then my mom called me and we went off to do something for a long time. When I got back to the house I was pissed because I'd left the weed out and it was all dry and nasty from being out of the bag. I took forever to bag it back up, and then I was in this weird garage. I found 3 white pills in my pocket and I assumed they were E pills. But I just kept them there and didn't even take any precautions. I wandered around town after this, all the while trying to figure out WTF the pills were. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2006|12:22 am] |
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My dreams have been really..... nice.. lately. Too bad the details are always fuzzy. My dreams have also had this weird air of importance the past week or two. All of them have this underlying theme of drama and tension. Humm. I'm planning on waking up early tomorrow (lol), so hopefully I can properly record a dream then. |
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[Oct. 16th, 2006|10:59 am] |
Last night's dream was all over the place, plus I am writing an essay right now, so this entry will be brief but I want to remember this.
I'm going to leave out names.. just because..
Anyways. I was with a group of friends and I was standing near the ocean, but inside some weird building. I was in this teeny hallway with another guy and we were talking to Greg. He was rambling off about a story and in the background, a really sweet song started playing, and..
..this entry should just be private. Eh. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2006|11:24 am] |
I'm tired of taunting dreams.. my mind just won't let go of things no matter how hopeless or in the past they are. Last night's dream was really long and weird. I remember walking by the Columbia River in this really weird part of town, the shore was all sandy and had an ominous feel to it. The water was flowing weird, and there was a huge, fierce current not too far from shore.
I wish I could remember details more.. I spent a long time in a building talking with people and sitting in this library/discussion room talking about animals. Then I got a text message from Andrew telling me he really wanted to hang out with me because he missed me. Well of course I got myself all worked up in the dream and spend the rest of the day getting ready and waiting for him to call (he was going to call when I could come over). But it started getting really late and still no call.
My alarm went off IRL, I woke up really frantic, because I felt like for sure I wouldn't get to see the rest of the dream. But I fell back asleep really quick and the dream was still the same. I was still sitting around waiting and got no explanation for being ditched.
Ehh.. that's about all I remember, I guess. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2006|07:40 pm] |
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My bed has a window right next to it.. bright light keeps shining in and the moment I wake up, it's usually too late to fall back asleep. Grr. Dorms are the worst place for dreams, at least so far in my experiences. I love being back home in my own bed in my own house.. |
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