Two dreams last night and attempted a WBTB.
Dream 1-
I was looking for a summer job. There were alleyways and alleyways of stores in this indoor/outdoor mall. I kept running through it until I find myself in/at a sweets shop. I end up helping out with melting the sugar. I get burnt a lot and, since I'm semi-immune to those burns kind of burns [metal vs. flesh] it only stings and smarts for a bit. One thing I found interesting was that the mint leaves I poured into it turned into a green powder [it's way of melting?] and I stirred it in... that's all, nothing out of place, really.
Dream 2-
I was at school and it was over. I try to leave the dream style typical way which causes me issues since there was an interview going on and I didn't want to run past that camera [odd eh?]. So, with I my might I kept trying to remember how I left the school from the Biology room [my last class wasn't bio though so no wonder there was some clashing with my dream and real logic, dream logic won though...]. I try to leave another way, lost in thoughts of how come I'm leaving bio at the end of the day if geometry's my last class. A pink lollipop ends up distracting me as it bobbed in front of my face.
There was a hand attached to it and another that opened it. There, in front of me was what I'd call a modern day greaser or a slickster. Cute, but very dangerous. Against all of my real life logic, I follow him and am introduced to some shady figures. Fookin, Time bomb, and someone else. See? Obviously people I should run from when not lucid. Obviously I'm a slow person for I don't start to run from them until later on when they start to follow me. It's all a bit blurry from there. I do know that I noticed that my typical path out of school looked altered and was close to becoming lucid again, but the fear of rape and focus of 'run' kept me from it. If only I listened to the red lights in my head when that lollipop came... my dream self is very scary at times. I insulted some cheerleaders along the way [semi-intentional]. They were bragging about how their ribbons were bigger than mine, no duh if you're seniors and I'm not, it has nothing to do with being a cheerleader! They were talking about how cheer leading would bring them far in life. I scoffed and mentally spat, "and IB's full of turtle-brained kids." I ended up running again, not from the cheerleaders, but because I remembered that there was still danger. At the end, Time bomb ends up saving my life [a childish looking boy with messy blond hair and devious blue eyes] he took two metal caps and shot them off, which led to a bomb going off and saving my hide. Lucky me ^^
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Friday, May 25, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
05.24.07
I was going to do a WBTB, but I forgot to set the alarm and slept straight through the night...
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Monday, May 21, 2007
05.21.07
05.19.07
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
05.17.07
One dream. A bit choppy, there were parts that just skipped out on me, but in total it was three days. Too bad I can't remember all three days from start to finish, that would've been great.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
05.16.07
I had one long, odd but good, lucid dream. I was lucid but not to the extent that I could be aware that I could teleport out of this mess and/or completely change things around, I went along with the storyline the whole time.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
05.10.07
One wild dream last night... so close to becoming lucid! Too bad I didn't think too deeply about everything then....
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Thursday, May 3, 2007
05.03.07
Two dreams... I liked the first one better, much more adventurous but, they were both vivid in detail so it's fine. [PS- I'm taking a break from the V8, I'm the kind of dreamer who believes that the moon affects dream cycles so since I've always had better dreams during this time of the moon and now I'm not I'm going to see if it's better without the V8.]
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
Monday, April 30, 2007
04.28.07
These two dreams were... unusual. I don't know if it was from the V8 or the odd conversations and things that were done that day but it caused very odd dreams. None of which, I would really care for [though maybe the second one would be nice]. I'm sorry if any of my dreams offend anyone for just because I dream it doesn't mean I see the world that way.
Dream One-
We, Ken, Maro, and I, were invited to Dan's place. It was a moderately luxurious and quaintly cute place. Too bad they wouldn't let us leave. Why? We weren't Mormon's. The people who invited there had virtually kidnapped us to do a strange form the of Inquisitions. Convert or stay.
We ran and hid. Eventually, I stumbled upon Dan at a living room. relief swept over me, I was scared to death of the whole thing, I'd rather die than convert [plain out religious stubbornness/devoutness]. Dan gave us a "I told you so" sort of speech on why we shouldn't come here. He made a promise to help us out of this whole ordeal.
An older, browner person who a had vague family resemblance to Dan, came into the room. He introduced himself as Dan's brother and ensured us he was related to Dan and wouldn't harm us.
The dream blanks out on me, I assume that we were taking Dan's advice on how to get out... As we ran, an acquaintance form school came into the dream. He wanted us to convert [I find this completely laughable considering the fact that he's a devout atheist]. In the end, we barely made it out alive.
Dream Two-
The beginnings are a bit fuzzy, I know I ran around a mall for a bit and prevented Ken from an early grave, but these things don't seem relevant to the long... strange dream...
I find myself at a white square [not the square, a square]. A guy and a girl are with me. All of us share one thing in common. We were, unwillingly, becoming some nontraditional form of vampires, each after a unique experience. [For a bit it's in 3rd POV so I assume I was 17-19] The guy, got it via kissing. The girl, I have no freaking idea. Me, I think I may have met some guy [probably a vampire] and I don't have the slightest clue on how he could have passed on his "vampirey-ness" onto me. [No biting or junk like that].
Out of all of them, I had the most powers. The white square we were in, I copied it and threw it into a parallel universe, aka, my world. I could enter it at anytime and I managed to take the other two with me. In there I had a blue/black hummer, a motorcycle, a [skull/fire] cat, and some other stuff. All of which were morphed into some sort of Gothic theme.
I tried to live life like nothing had changed. But, things weren't the same. My parent's rich neighbors liked me. My Jewish Grandmother was fond of me. [I suspect she didn't like me because I was a shiska] She was nice to me as we ate lunch at some overly decored lobster/seafood restaurant.
At one part I was at a building [where the words Buenos Aires popped in my head], where six elevator floors= 100 normal floors. I did something and pink floors were added. I came back later to find them replacing my pink floors with more bland floors [something about a news comment of "elementary school's should show off].
As I go off to kill Poseidon, near the end of the dream [it was the guy who I guess was my master's will]. I learn that every piece of land I take into my own world gave the two from the beginning of the dream "the incentive to kill." No guilt or regret was felt in learning that. My powers had grown and I enjoyed it. I killed Poseidon and it ended before I even got to go back onto land.
Dream One-
We, Ken, Maro, and I, were invited to Dan's place. It was a moderately luxurious and quaintly cute place. Too bad they wouldn't let us leave. Why? We weren't Mormon's. The people who invited there had virtually kidnapped us to do a strange form the of Inquisitions. Convert or stay.
We ran and hid. Eventually, I stumbled upon Dan at a living room. relief swept over me, I was scared to death of the whole thing, I'd rather die than convert [plain out religious stubbornness/devoutness]. Dan gave us a "I told you so" sort of speech on why we shouldn't come here. He made a promise to help us out of this whole ordeal.
An older, browner person who a had vague family resemblance to Dan, came into the room. He introduced himself as Dan's brother and ensured us he was related to Dan and wouldn't harm us.
The dream blanks out on me, I assume that we were taking Dan's advice on how to get out... As we ran, an acquaintance form school came into the dream. He wanted us to convert [I find this completely laughable considering the fact that he's a devout atheist]. In the end, we barely made it out alive.
Dream Two-
The beginnings are a bit fuzzy, I know I ran around a mall for a bit and prevented Ken from an early grave, but these things don't seem relevant to the long... strange dream...
I find myself at a white square [not the square, a square]. A guy and a girl are with me. All of us share one thing in common. We were, unwillingly, becoming some nontraditional form of vampires, each after a unique experience. [For a bit it's in 3rd POV so I assume I was 17-19] The guy, got it via kissing. The girl, I have no freaking idea. Me, I think I may have met some guy [probably a vampire] and I don't have the slightest clue on how he could have passed on his "vampirey-ness" onto me. [No biting or junk like that].
Out of all of them, I had the most powers. The white square we were in, I copied it and threw it into a parallel universe, aka, my world. I could enter it at anytime and I managed to take the other two with me. In there I had a blue/black hummer, a motorcycle, a [skull/fire] cat, and some other stuff. All of which were morphed into some sort of Gothic theme.
I tried to live life like nothing had changed. But, things weren't the same. My parent's rich neighbors liked me. My Jewish Grandmother was fond of me. [I suspect she didn't like me because I was a shiska] She was nice to me as we ate lunch at some overly decored lobster/seafood restaurant.
At one part I was at a building [where the words Buenos Aires popped in my head], where six elevator floors= 100 normal floors. I did something and pink floors were added. I came back later to find them replacing my pink floors with more bland floors [something about a news comment of "elementary school's should show off].
As I go off to kill Poseidon, near the end of the dream [it was the guy who I guess was my master's will]. I learn that every piece of land I take into my own world gave the two from the beginning of the dream "the incentive to kill." No guilt or regret was felt in learning that. My powers had grown and I enjoyed it. I killed Poseidon and it ended before I even got to go back onto land.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
04.24.07
...And I say this unto thee "dreaming and ill are two words that should never be used together" they cause for bad results. I remember two of my dreams but I know I had more. I had no dreams from my nap because I think I was only half-asleep [for 2+ hours].
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Saturday, April 21, 2007
04.21.07
Ah, I guess last night's dream[s] was a make up for yesterday's bad day. I had one, well technically two dreams, second half lucid but with limited control [at first intentionally]. Dream time was a new record, 2 and 1/2 days. I almost got to a city in FFXII [almost accomplished that 'dream' dream].
Dream-
I find myself leaving a home at mid-afternoon. I walk all about the place, part of me wondering if I might actually find work, but most of me was just absorbing the scenery. So many details, brick roads, stone buildings with wonderful windows [style depended on if it was a home or store], a strange bus stop near the home [with no time schedule but numbers and an A or B], so many things that I just etched into memory. Well... part of it was already provided by my very limited dream memories [typically my memories for a dream aren't more than I'm staying at a possible friend's place and I'm without a job].
When I come back to the home, the sun's setting and bus 88 was leaving. I walked inside to find a DC [friend? or more?] who looked a lot like Ahmon in Devil Beside You [a Taiwanese drama]. A girl was there too, she was a supposed friend but she turned out to be a real bitch. She slept on the couch that night and both he and I shared the bed [hence why I question our friendship].
*I wake up for a minute or two and re-enter the dream lucid*
We're at a Miyavi concert [major clue that I'm dreaming]. The Ahmon look-alike gets all jealous as the 'friend' and I happily enjoy the music.
On the way back, I find myself without my wallet and don't think of summoning it, but rather take a 5 cent piece on the counter and use it to help pay for my 55 [no idea what the currency was] gift for the Ahmon look-alike. Upon closer inspection of the two quarters I thought I summoned into my pockets [funny how I'll do change by not a whole wallet] to find them without Washington's head but with an angel wing instead that reminded me of something in FFXII.
I try to give it to him but he won't take it. Back at the home, the girl adds oil to his fire saying that I've never been that enthused at his concerts [by then he was Ahmon from Devil Beside You with the only a few changes like him being in the band The Wall]. So when I get there he's all pissed at me and I'm all frustrated. I at least try to grab my wallet on his dresser but the girl doesn't let me, she holds me back. I realize that she's doing all this because she wants Ahmon so I just leave, to prevent myself from saying anything that'd ruin our [Ahmon and mine's] relationship.
I cross the roads near the stores and find Ju there, all dressed in white. He's being all nice to me and convinces me to hear him out and follow him. He told me some sagely things that are rather personal. We go to the lake portion of the park [where cement steps go into the water]. I go down one step further to feel the water [so I'm not only smelling it and checking its temperature]. I jump back up in shock, it wets the bottom portion of my pants and Ju only smiles.
I lose him as we walk back up to the corner of the park near the road... and find myself hoisted up by a lithe Jamaican teen playing a strange touch tag volleyball game and they were using me as a tag marker. I got away from them and ran down the sidewalk to find two birds. One a bird you'd find in my school's outdoor vent system in its nest squawking at a stork with a messed up beak only a branch higher in its pine leaf nest. The small bird starts to pull away at the stork's nest and both nests fall to ruin, the eggs falling to their grave.
"Ah, that stork's one egg should have splattered more on that car's corner [forest green hummer]" my carpool commented. Ju agreed.
And I walked off, feeling that I had learned something but not sure exactly what.
I almost made it off to Ahmon's place. Until I saw the buses. Bus 96B, 88A, 1122777122... that last one made me turn back and walk off once I saw my carpool and Persian Teddy Bear get in it. It was the army recruit bus. I tried to warn them but they jumped in, killing my desires to jump on a bus and go to Rabanastre and avoid Ahmon. Their leaving, though they are not close to me in real life, made me depressed so I walked off to the mall to feel better. On the way I saw the place Ahmon worked at, serving tea, and it only reminded me further that in this world, I'm jobless and magic wise, extremely limited. [After all, I was slowly transforming that world into FFXII, though it was a painstaking kind of slow since I wasn't really too focused on that goal at that time].
At the mall I went to a store in the narrow walkway half of the mall to find it to be one of those places that trick and record people.
"Hey, I love your guys' shows, I watch them now and then," I said to the host who was working on the entrance.
"What part do you work for?" he asked.
"What?"
"Only the production people typically watch this part." I felt somewhat lost but said I'd help them find someone to trick.
I did, and she fell for it miserably.
"Man she was hard to find..."[-host]
"What do you mean? You only go past the beer aisle, the water aisle, the wine aisle that's also the beer aisle... Oh I see what you mean" I responded as I tried to memorize that fake supermarket. I did get some frozen edamame for my efforts though.
So, with a bag of freezing soy, I skipped merrily back to Ahmon's, certain that with this bag of food I'd be able to make him forgive me. At the home, the 'friend' had disappeared and I had no intention of thinking about her whereabouts in case I accidentally summoned her to Ahmon's font door. He apologized to me and we celebrated with my food that he laughed at when I told him was his gift. [I love soy so it's more for me than him ^^']. I told him of my desires to see Rabanastre ASAP so he told me he'd quit his job and we'd go together. We slept in the same bed that night too.
It was noon when I woke up. Ahmon said he's put in his two weeks notice and since today's his day off, he'd take me to the tennis courts. We jumped into his jeep and drove out of the city to the beginning of a forest from FFX. He wanted to check the side roads so we first went down the left one, which took us into the marsh/bogs. A scion [I think that's what they're called] popped up and fought him so I kept using my only two mastered spells, Shell and protect. He beat it, Verdun was it's name but I'm not certain since it's also the name of the Treaty of Verdun and a possible location called Verdun, Europe too.
He drove us up the vertical tree branch that led us into the bog and went down the right one. We were attacked by a Kirin, Fenrif(sp?), and water dragon scion. I did the same thing I did last time and since they only attacked one at a time though all three saw us at once [and we, them]. He kicked their butt. Drove us back up onto the main road. Almost into the forest where the tennis court was. But then I woke up.
I'm happy about this dream, I may not have gone to a FF city but I did get to go to a Miyavi concert, stay almost three days in a dream [means I'm improving on time dilation], and saw very interesting things. Now if only I could meet my Dream guide or see Zeki...
Dream-
I find myself leaving a home at mid-afternoon. I walk all about the place, part of me wondering if I might actually find work, but most of me was just absorbing the scenery. So many details, brick roads, stone buildings with wonderful windows [style depended on if it was a home or store], a strange bus stop near the home [with no time schedule but numbers and an A or B], so many things that I just etched into memory. Well... part of it was already provided by my very limited dream memories [typically my memories for a dream aren't more than I'm staying at a possible friend's place and I'm without a job].
When I come back to the home, the sun's setting and bus 88 was leaving. I walked inside to find a DC [friend? or more?] who looked a lot like Ahmon in Devil Beside You [a Taiwanese drama]. A girl was there too, she was a supposed friend but she turned out to be a real bitch. She slept on the couch that night and both he and I shared the bed [hence why I question our friendship].
*I wake up for a minute or two and re-enter the dream lucid*
We're at a Miyavi concert [major clue that I'm dreaming]. The Ahmon look-alike gets all jealous as the 'friend' and I happily enjoy the music.
On the way back, I find myself without my wallet and don't think of summoning it, but rather take a 5 cent piece on the counter and use it to help pay for my 55 [no idea what the currency was] gift for the Ahmon look-alike. Upon closer inspection of the two quarters I thought I summoned into my pockets [funny how I'll do change by not a whole wallet] to find them without Washington's head but with an angel wing instead that reminded me of something in FFXII.
I try to give it to him but he won't take it. Back at the home, the girl adds oil to his fire saying that I've never been that enthused at his concerts [by then he was Ahmon from Devil Beside You with the only a few changes like him being in the band The Wall]. So when I get there he's all pissed at me and I'm all frustrated. I at least try to grab my wallet on his dresser but the girl doesn't let me, she holds me back. I realize that she's doing all this because she wants Ahmon so I just leave, to prevent myself from saying anything that'd ruin our [Ahmon and mine's] relationship.
I cross the roads near the stores and find Ju there, all dressed in white. He's being all nice to me and convinces me to hear him out and follow him. He told me some sagely things that are rather personal. We go to the lake portion of the park [where cement steps go into the water]. I go down one step further to feel the water [so I'm not only smelling it and checking its temperature]. I jump back up in shock, it wets the bottom portion of my pants and Ju only smiles.
I lose him as we walk back up to the corner of the park near the road... and find myself hoisted up by a lithe Jamaican teen playing a strange touch tag volleyball game and they were using me as a tag marker. I got away from them and ran down the sidewalk to find two birds. One a bird you'd find in my school's outdoor vent system in its nest squawking at a stork with a messed up beak only a branch higher in its pine leaf nest. The small bird starts to pull away at the stork's nest and both nests fall to ruin, the eggs falling to their grave.
"Ah, that stork's one egg should have splattered more on that car's corner [forest green hummer]" my carpool commented. Ju agreed.
And I walked off, feeling that I had learned something but not sure exactly what.
I almost made it off to Ahmon's place. Until I saw the buses. Bus 96B, 88A, 1122777122... that last one made me turn back and walk off once I saw my carpool and Persian Teddy Bear get in it. It was the army recruit bus. I tried to warn them but they jumped in, killing my desires to jump on a bus and go to Rabanastre and avoid Ahmon. Their leaving, though they are not close to me in real life, made me depressed so I walked off to the mall to feel better. On the way I saw the place Ahmon worked at, serving tea, and it only reminded me further that in this world, I'm jobless and magic wise, extremely limited. [After all, I was slowly transforming that world into FFXII, though it was a painstaking kind of slow since I wasn't really too focused on that goal at that time].
At the mall I went to a store in the narrow walkway half of the mall to find it to be one of those places that trick and record people.
"Hey, I love your guys' shows, I watch them now and then," I said to the host who was working on the entrance.
"What part do you work for?" he asked.
"What?"
"Only the production people typically watch this part." I felt somewhat lost but said I'd help them find someone to trick.
I did, and she fell for it miserably.
"Man she was hard to find..."[-host]
"What do you mean? You only go past the beer aisle, the water aisle, the wine aisle that's also the beer aisle... Oh I see what you mean" I responded as I tried to memorize that fake supermarket. I did get some frozen edamame for my efforts though.
So, with a bag of freezing soy, I skipped merrily back to Ahmon's, certain that with this bag of food I'd be able to make him forgive me. At the home, the 'friend' had disappeared and I had no intention of thinking about her whereabouts in case I accidentally summoned her to Ahmon's font door. He apologized to me and we celebrated with my food that he laughed at when I told him was his gift. [I love soy so it's more for me than him ^^']. I told him of my desires to see Rabanastre ASAP so he told me he'd quit his job and we'd go together. We slept in the same bed that night too.
It was noon when I woke up. Ahmon said he's put in his two weeks notice and since today's his day off, he'd take me to the tennis courts. We jumped into his jeep and drove out of the city to the beginning of a forest from FFX. He wanted to check the side roads so we first went down the left one, which took us into the marsh/bogs. A scion [I think that's what they're called] popped up and fought him so I kept using my only two mastered spells, Shell and protect. He beat it, Verdun was it's name but I'm not certain since it's also the name of the Treaty of Verdun and a possible location called Verdun, Europe too.
He drove us up the vertical tree branch that led us into the bog and went down the right one. We were attacked by a Kirin, Fenrif(sp?), and water dragon scion. I did the same thing I did last time and since they only attacked one at a time though all three saw us at once [and we, them]. He kicked their butt. Drove us back up onto the main road. Almost into the forest where the tennis court was. But then I woke up.
I'm happy about this dream, I may not have gone to a FF city but I did get to go to a Miyavi concert, stay almost three days in a dream [means I'm improving on time dilation], and saw very interesting things. Now if only I could meet my Dream guide or see Zeki...
Friday, April 20, 2007
04.20.07
"It's just one of those days where you don't wanna wake up, " [Limp Bisket, He Said She Said] that's how I can sum up this day and those dreams. Even if I had never known what today would bring me, I'd have rather slept on and figured out who he was... Ah well, can't do nothing 'bout life but live in it.
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Thursday, April 19, 2007
04.19.07
I am going to be sick... stress plus greased up MCDonald's food's going to make tonight either hard to sleep or knock me out... But it was either that or pass out, I needed food more than I needed iron so it's fair. Four dreams that I thought at first were all one big dream but I realized when I analyzed it that if they were I would have remembered why I was doing whatever I was.
Dream One-
I was in a Church called La Igelsia de Santa Maria [I think that's a cemetery in San Juan and I hope I spelled church right]. It was a huge, elaborate Church that had a map that I couldn't seem to memorize. I find myself wandering there just wondering where should I go. I try to think of how to get where I want to go when I finally decide, but I couldn't seem to place it. I summoned a map while thinking about it but I didn't use it thinking, "I'll just memorize the church when I pass by a map" so that map's just left there, floating in the air [it was white and blue and only showed the first floor].
I find Maro-chan while wandering saying, "we'll film in the west hall in the North tower" to Fe, reminding me about our Odyssey skits.
"Hey Maro-chan, can you give me a tour of the Church, I seem to be lost...."
"Sure, just follow me," I lose her when we get near a staircase and the dream ends with me looking at a stained glass window.
Dream Two-
A building I recently and just barely left collapsed right behind me and I meet up with some fishy looking people. After loads of fighting, we manage to keep the broken building, make it's kitchen work, and make loads of pastries. Even though I helped out and did most of the work, Philly wouldn't let me help, he told me, "You can't help Michelle, you'll just get in the way."
The dream ends with me feeling dejected.
Dream Three-
I was at school in the Theater/Drama halls and a classmate came up to me and confessed his feelings for me. I, who had no special feelings for him nor wanted to hurt his feelings, didn't say no, so he kept pestering me. Near the end of the dream I tried to tell him that I couldn't return his feelings but my dream ended right when I had my chance.
Dream Four-
I'm out in the snow [big hint that I'm dreaming] trying to ask two redheaded twins about the age of 8 if they had seen the owner of the home we were in front of. They laughed and played and didn't bother with answering my question. So I pass out. They're gone when I do pass out and I don't see them until enough snow had piled up around me to make it look like I
fell from Shigure's roof [it was a Japanese style house and it was Shigure from Fruits Basket though I find it odd since I haven't read that series in two or three years]. I think while I was passed out, the boys went into Shigure's home and kept pestering him with questions about letting girls into homes.
A guy I must have known, who happened to be a Blondy haired, blue eyed hunk without a shirt on [he was sweaty and had on jeans], was looking for me and found me when he noticed a mahogany boot sticking out of the snow.
He carried me into Shigure's home and I regained my consciousness. I was so happy to see Shigure and we all talked [I don't think the Blondie was too happy since I seemed to be unaware of the perverted author's perverted nature]. I noticed his giant red dog bed that I sort of understood was for him.
He caught me staring at it and said, maybe to divert my attention, "You smell nice Misha [one of my many pseudonyms]!"
"It's your dog bed," barked the blond DC as if jealous [I was completely unaware of most of these things until the dream began to fade as my alarm clock went off]. I was just so happy to be able to say hi to Shigure 'today' and 'bump' into the blond Dc friend that I really wasn't aware of their emotions so much as Shigure's green causal kimono, the computer, the table, and all the scenery that I've never seen first hand in real life so I must have been semi-aware that i was dreaming, but still not lucid.
[Note- all of these dreams felt and were rather long so these are the shorter versions, the one that wasn't shortened was Dream 4]
Dream One-
I was in a Church called La Igelsia de Santa Maria [I think that's a cemetery in San Juan and I hope I spelled church right]. It was a huge, elaborate Church that had a map that I couldn't seem to memorize. I find myself wandering there just wondering where should I go. I try to think of how to get where I want to go when I finally decide, but I couldn't seem to place it. I summoned a map while thinking about it but I didn't use it thinking, "I'll just memorize the church when I pass by a map" so that map's just left there, floating in the air [it was white and blue and only showed the first floor].
I find Maro-chan while wandering saying, "we'll film in the west hall in the North tower" to Fe, reminding me about our Odyssey skits.
"Hey Maro-chan, can you give me a tour of the Church, I seem to be lost...."
"Sure, just follow me," I lose her when we get near a staircase and the dream ends with me looking at a stained glass window.
Dream Two-
A building I recently and just barely left collapsed right behind me and I meet up with some fishy looking people. After loads of fighting, we manage to keep the broken building, make it's kitchen work, and make loads of pastries. Even though I helped out and did most of the work, Philly wouldn't let me help, he told me, "You can't help Michelle, you'll just get in the way."
The dream ends with me feeling dejected.
Dream Three-
I was at school in the Theater/Drama halls and a classmate came up to me and confessed his feelings for me. I, who had no special feelings for him nor wanted to hurt his feelings, didn't say no, so he kept pestering me. Near the end of the dream I tried to tell him that I couldn't return his feelings but my dream ended right when I had my chance.
Dream Four-
I'm out in the snow [big hint that I'm dreaming] trying to ask two redheaded twins about the age of 8 if they had seen the owner of the home we were in front of. They laughed and played and didn't bother with answering my question. So I pass out. They're gone when I do pass out and I don't see them until enough snow had piled up around me to make it look like I
fell from Shigure's roof [it was a Japanese style house and it was Shigure from Fruits Basket though I find it odd since I haven't read that series in two or three years]. I think while I was passed out, the boys went into Shigure's home and kept pestering him with questions about letting girls into homes.
A guy I must have known, who happened to be a Blondy haired, blue eyed hunk without a shirt on [he was sweaty and had on jeans], was looking for me and found me when he noticed a mahogany boot sticking out of the snow.
He carried me into Shigure's home and I regained my consciousness. I was so happy to see Shigure and we all talked [I don't think the Blondie was too happy since I seemed to be unaware of the perverted author's perverted nature]. I noticed his giant red dog bed that I sort of understood was for him.
He caught me staring at it and said, maybe to divert my attention, "You smell nice Misha [one of my many pseudonyms]!"
"It's your dog bed," barked the blond DC as if jealous [I was completely unaware of most of these things until the dream began to fade as my alarm clock went off]. I was just so happy to be able to say hi to Shigure 'today' and 'bump' into the blond Dc friend that I really wasn't aware of their emotions so much as Shigure's green causal kimono, the computer, the table, and all the scenery that I've never seen first hand in real life so I must have been semi-aware that i was dreaming, but still not lucid.
[Note- all of these dreams felt and were rather long so these are the shorter versions, the one that wasn't shortened was Dream 4]
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
04.18.07
Four dreams, one false awakening, two I spent my time talking away with people and not really focusing on the fact that I'd never talk to them in real life. Last dream was lucid con, creo que mas o menos a fair amount of control. [Sorry for the random spurt of Spanish, it tends to be a result of too many Spanish projects]
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
03.31.07
I had one, non-lucid dream, a long, long one. I but, that's typical for me when I go back to sleeping [didn't have time to sleep Thursday night so I wasn't in the mood to post Wednesday's long, possibly extremely shortly lucid dream].
I was in the car with my carpool people, well, just the carpool and his dad. We were getting tickets to fly to "Flying Glades" or somewhere that was in Northern Florida. Getting to the airport to get the tickets was... special. We drove around giant trees and were swung around by giant forest vines that wrapped around the car.
"Where are we going," I asked, since it wasn't the typical route to the airport.
"It's a shortcut," the father responded.
He may have said that, but once we were back on the road and in sight of the airport I bluntly stated, "from the amount of time it took for the vines to whiplash us all the way here, we could of been here by just going through the rings that that you down the tree." [Mind you, but that'd mean trusting a bunch of floating and glowing golden loops to guide you, in mid-air, down a tree by going around it several times.] They shrugged it off and I spent the rest of the car ride asking my carpool who's playing in the football game we were going to watch.
At the airport, which for a ticket counter had a movie theater's snack bar, the cashier glared at me as they bought our tickets for tapping a small case of lemon heads. You've of thought I was a thief or something.
Without a real need to go, I ran off to the bathroom to find it stall-less. [Which reminds me of a question a friend asked me relevant to this scene] I went to the bathroom anyways, not feeling self-conscious in the least bit.
There, I met up with Sam and ran around the airport that had magically become her home. She showed me around their new home. I really liked their backyard that was fenced near the lake, the yard was filled to the brim with water, sea plants, and tropical fish. [Suiting since it was fish Friday]
We talked a bit, then she went elsewhere. With nothing better to do, I ran off to a few empty rooms, each time, rather indifferently, thinking about suicide. Many different methods came to mind, though, none I was really for [cutting, hanging, jumping wouldn't work, no pills or poisons around, blah, blah, blah].
With the subduing thought that I could always think of a better way later, I went off to search for my friend. I found her father while searching and he said a few things to me, I left him after that.
I found my friend, we argued a bit then we somehow end up in a stone tower with pane-less and glassless windows on every floor and an elevator in place of stairs. A little kid was with me and we went up to the top floor where the magician/owner of the tower was trying to flood it with water and I'm thinking, " How's he going to flood this place? Oh well, it's going through the cracks and windows, I'm gonna drown in this flooded tower anyways." What a cracked up dream.
I was in the car with my carpool people, well, just the carpool and his dad. We were getting tickets to fly to "Flying Glades" or somewhere that was in Northern Florida. Getting to the airport to get the tickets was... special. We drove around giant trees and were swung around by giant forest vines that wrapped around the car.
"Where are we going," I asked, since it wasn't the typical route to the airport.
"It's a shortcut," the father responded.
He may have said that, but once we were back on the road and in sight of the airport I bluntly stated, "from the amount of time it took for the vines to whiplash us all the way here, we could of been here by just going through the rings that that you down the tree." [Mind you, but that'd mean trusting a bunch of floating and glowing golden loops to guide you, in mid-air, down a tree by going around it several times.] They shrugged it off and I spent the rest of the car ride asking my carpool who's playing in the football game we were going to watch.
At the airport, which for a ticket counter had a movie theater's snack bar, the cashier glared at me as they bought our tickets for tapping a small case of lemon heads. You've of thought I was a thief or something.
Without a real need to go, I ran off to the bathroom to find it stall-less. [Which reminds me of a question a friend asked me relevant to this scene] I went to the bathroom anyways, not feeling self-conscious in the least bit.
There, I met up with Sam and ran around the airport that had magically become her home. She showed me around their new home. I really liked their backyard that was fenced near the lake, the yard was filled to the brim with water, sea plants, and tropical fish. [Suiting since it was fish Friday]
We talked a bit, then she went elsewhere. With nothing better to do, I ran off to a few empty rooms, each time, rather indifferently, thinking about suicide. Many different methods came to mind, though, none I was really for [cutting, hanging, jumping wouldn't work, no pills or poisons around, blah, blah, blah].
With the subduing thought that I could always think of a better way later, I went off to search for my friend. I found her father while searching and he said a few things to me, I left him after that.
I found my friend, we argued a bit then we somehow end up in a stone tower with pane-less and glassless windows on every floor and an elevator in place of stairs. A little kid was with me and we went up to the top floor where the magician/owner of the tower was trying to flood it with water and I'm thinking, " How's he going to flood this place? Oh well, it's going through the cracks and windows, I'm gonna drown in this flooded tower anyways." What a cracked up dream.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
03.25.07
Now I'm officially frustrated with my dreams, still no lucids and for the past few days I've only been able to recall one dream [then forget it if my mindset is all, 'it's not worth my time']. Maybe it's from stress of tests that I need to ace, the exchange students coming in [that's more of excitement than stress though], and the project I have to do this week for my fifth period class that's restricting me from my dreams... Oh well, no use kvetching to people about it, it's not they'd give a care...
Dream-
Along with a few DC friends and my carpool friend [plus his dad], we traveled in some sort of car to a stadium. While travelling I saw Sam on a jungle gym and we talked. The chat didn't go too well because in the end she doused me in something and I was yelling at her saying, "You've ruined my clothes [I'm shocked that I'd yell at someone over that...]! Do you know what these clothes represent? My culture and my heritage!" Though I was saying that, I was thinking about how these aren't the clothes I bought in the Philippines, but the clothes I wore today [should have realized I was dreaming], but shrugged it off as unimportant.
We arrived at the planned destination and, tempted to take a few blue and yellow nerds boxes along with an electric blue and green shock tarts box, followed my carpool to the stadium.
We passed through a tunnel or went under a highway cross over [though we were inside] and I met a young girl and boy. I asked them what were they up to as we continued to go to the stadium. Their response? "Learning Japanese."
I scolded them [though IRL I too am slowly learning that tongue] saying that it was a waste of time [I think because it wouldn't help them with their future career or something].
Then, oddly enough, my carpool DC friend scolded me saying stuff like, "You shouldn't crush some one's dreams, they could always become real."
I didn't argue and we arrived at the stadium where I saw something old, annoying, and something my nephews and Rai-chan's lil' bro were into.... Pokemon. [I mentally gagged, wondering what's so great about something you're not involved in].
So we watched it, 20 or so of them attacking each other, three types, that's all I remember before I decided to leave at intermission to get some snacks. My carpool DC left with me and we walked through a labyrinth of paths before coming to the stadium exit, where we fled past a tiger with bulls horns and a slightly forked tongue with a lime green stripe down the center.
We got back to where we were staying and we talked, I stole some nerds and shock tarts [though we were saying all 4+ boxes of them for later], and woke up... blah...
The dream has some personal meanings about myself I do believe...
The clothes was probably a representation that no matter how hard I try to deny that I am my father's daughter and that his heritage is not my own, everyone else can see me for both components, the daughter of a Filipino mother and a white man.
The part where I scold the kids and get scolded back is something like, 'don't give up your dreams even if other don't see the value of them' or something along those lines.
Not sure what the rest of the stuff means though...
Dream-
Along with a few DC friends and my carpool friend [plus his dad], we traveled in some sort of car to a stadium. While travelling I saw Sam on a jungle gym and we talked. The chat didn't go too well because in the end she doused me in something and I was yelling at her saying, "You've ruined my clothes [I'm shocked that I'd yell at someone over that...]! Do you know what these clothes represent? My culture and my heritage!" Though I was saying that, I was thinking about how these aren't the clothes I bought in the Philippines, but the clothes I wore today [should have realized I was dreaming], but shrugged it off as unimportant.
We arrived at the planned destination and, tempted to take a few blue and yellow nerds boxes along with an electric blue and green shock tarts box, followed my carpool to the stadium.
We passed through a tunnel or went under a highway cross over [though we were inside] and I met a young girl and boy. I asked them what were they up to as we continued to go to the stadium. Their response? "Learning Japanese."
I scolded them [though IRL I too am slowly learning that tongue] saying that it was a waste of time [I think because it wouldn't help them with their future career or something].
Then, oddly enough, my carpool DC friend scolded me saying stuff like, "You shouldn't crush some one's dreams, they could always become real."
I didn't argue and we arrived at the stadium where I saw something old, annoying, and something my nephews and Rai-chan's lil' bro were into.... Pokemon. [I mentally gagged, wondering what's so great about something you're not involved in].
So we watched it, 20 or so of them attacking each other, three types, that's all I remember before I decided to leave at intermission to get some snacks. My carpool DC left with me and we walked through a labyrinth of paths before coming to the stadium exit, where we fled past a tiger with bulls horns and a slightly forked tongue with a lime green stripe down the center.
We got back to where we were staying and we talked, I stole some nerds and shock tarts [though we were saying all 4+ boxes of them for later], and woke up... blah...
The dream has some personal meanings about myself I do believe...
The clothes was probably a representation that no matter how hard I try to deny that I am my father's daughter and that his heritage is not my own, everyone else can see me for both components, the daughter of a Filipino mother and a white man.
The part where I scold the kids and get scolded back is something like, 'don't give up your dreams even if other don't see the value of them' or something along those lines.
Not sure what the rest of the stuff means though...
Thursday, March 22, 2007
03.22.07
I know I had one long dream last night, but thanks to my normal mentality I get when tired, I was all 'it wasn't that important anyways.' Thinking of this dream is kind of depressing and inspiring at the same time, I almost became lucid a few times, I came extremely close until a motorcycle bust through a building's cerulean tinted glass.
I remember finding myself suddenly in a restaurant, wondering why I was there [because previously I was elsewhere, I just don't remember where or what]. I shrugged it off [stupid me] and went to look for my friends.
Finding them at a cobalt glass table with a navy blue modern lamp light over it, I realized that Kenny was there along with Daniel, Chelsea, and Brook [I think]. I joined them, sat down, and we chatted until we had to leave and pay the bill.
The dream blurs a between then and now, I find myself with Brook, in a nice hotel with poor quality rooms. She stayed on the bed and I hit an army [Chinese] guy, who popped out of the closet, in the face, breaking his nose [I think, I just know that he was unconscious with blood on and around his face].
Another Chinese army dude came out of the closet and instead of me fighting, both Brook and I ran, the villain of the dream [Caucasian, brown hair, fancy suit, mafia mobster leader maybe] opened the door and we somehow got past him.
While fleeing, I had lost my friend, so I kept sprinting until I left the hotel to find myself either in Tampa or Palm Beach as I meandered past new stores in the warm, comforting sunlight.
I noticed that no one else was out here but me, but I had no clue why. I Ooh-ed and Aw-ed at the hyper realistic textures I felt when I touched things and at how well designed everything was, I almost thought, "I've got to be dreaming" but before I could convince myself of that or do an RC, the villain burst through the window I stared at, revving up his motorcycle-
I found myself back at the hotel with Brook thinking, 'Deja vu! But... that's something they say only happens in your mind... no, that either had to be the dream resetting or me having a vision of what is to come.'
I chose the latter [don't ask how that's more reasonable then a dream resetting], and right when I was going to warn Brook to run as soon as I take out the Chinese people, I woke up to a screaming alarm.
I remember finding myself suddenly in a restaurant, wondering why I was there [because previously I was elsewhere, I just don't remember where or what]. I shrugged it off [stupid me] and went to look for my friends.
Finding them at a cobalt glass table with a navy blue modern lamp light over it, I realized that Kenny was there along with Daniel, Chelsea, and Brook [I think]. I joined them, sat down, and we chatted until we had to leave and pay the bill.
The dream blurs a between then and now, I find myself with Brook, in a nice hotel with poor quality rooms. She stayed on the bed and I hit an army [Chinese] guy, who popped out of the closet, in the face, breaking his nose [I think, I just know that he was unconscious with blood on and around his face].
Another Chinese army dude came out of the closet and instead of me fighting, both Brook and I ran, the villain of the dream [Caucasian, brown hair, fancy suit, mafia mobster leader maybe] opened the door and we somehow got past him.
While fleeing, I had lost my friend, so I kept sprinting until I left the hotel to find myself either in Tampa or Palm Beach as I meandered past new stores in the warm, comforting sunlight.
I noticed that no one else was out here but me, but I had no clue why. I Ooh-ed and Aw-ed at the hyper realistic textures I felt when I touched things and at how well designed everything was, I almost thought, "I've got to be dreaming" but before I could convince myself of that or do an RC, the villain burst through the window I stared at, revving up his motorcycle-
I found myself back at the hotel with Brook thinking, 'Deja vu! But... that's something they say only happens in your mind... no, that either had to be the dream resetting or me having a vision of what is to come.'
I chose the latter [don't ask how that's more reasonable then a dream resetting], and right when I was going to warn Brook to run as soon as I take out the Chinese people, I woke up to a screaming alarm.
Monday, February 12, 2007
02.12.07
Hah! What luck! Three dreams on a night where I did use Melatonin [Had school plus was feeling like a hyperactive piece of shit]. I wonder if Reiki had anything to do with either my foul mood or dreams... Too bad I lack a Reiki Master...
Dream 1-
Such a strange thing, I almost thought I was in Fennecs when I thought about it at 4:24 in the morning. It was desert land and I, along with three other people, two guys and a girl, were planing on going into a cave to defeat some beast. I think I was a warrior [had a sword], one guy was a spazzy warrior who was as strong as me, the other girl was an archer [level 43 I sensed which led me to being lucid], and the other guy was a warrior of sorts, he said he was no stronger than us but I sensed otherwise [he was like a 98 level immortal dude with a sexy broadsword that went with his sexy clothes of red and black that went with the serious but sexy him]. Don't ask what the levels were for, I had no idea.
We left the town in that desert, I had the map and led us to the cave. We found a giant monster, beat it and we were back at the town in the hotel that we left in that town. I thought that I could go do stuff while they waited in the room we shared.
I went down a sewer ladder similar to one I dreamt up Saturday [might post that Harvestmoon/rat sewer dream]. I hadn't learned my lesson yet that sewers were bad and almost died fighting strong monsters that could kick my butt any day [I wanted to fight little rats]. I would have died if I didn't know how to teleport out of a place like that. The Sexy guy found me and kind of healed me. "Are you sure that you're not stronger than us," I questioned and he responded "yes" rather coldly to me. [I might have said 'different from us' instead of 'stronger' but it's fuzzy now, I can't remember the guy's face and it took me all of bio to remember my first dream]
I became lucid when our teammates came, noticing their/our differences in strength in comparison to his. [It was like aura sensing I think which happened to me in church that day after attempting to sense my aura's dips, I instead sensed and jumped when a girl walked to and sat behind me, and no I didn't hear her]
We were going back to that cave. "You guys know how to defeat him right," I questioned, after last time's fight I didn't feel like wasting extra money for more potions.
"???" the warrior and archer looked at me funny.
The Sexy guy however, explained to them what happened last time and how to defeat that monster for good, which was to defeat it four times in a row.
"Oh...okay," responded the archer as her puzzled look was replaced with a blissful smile. The other guy just accepted it as is.
It puzzled me since no one but me and the Sexy guy remembered a thing about fighting the monster earlier. He felt different from the others too, stronger and just, different. I was staring at him for a bit, trying to figure things out but then we needed to fight that monster again.
We were back at the hotel and I honestly didn't want to fight the monster, it was getting stronger every time we fought it. So, I memorized the map, snuck off and ran for my life past the cave, heading North East where I stole some one's boat to go to an island that was marked on the map.
Along the way, near the island's shore, I caught a flying fish and failed at catching another one. I was enjoying the blissful life when my dream went to 3rd POV and I saw the archer girl in a city on the Continent North of where I was. The Sexy guy found her and I don't remember what he asked her but they went off to either find me or the other guy, I don't remember the words they spoke so blah.
Dream2-
Another lucid dream! It started out with some narrator, maybe it was me, talking about Digimon [such a weird dreamsign and yes, I've realized it is a dreamsign after remembering that long dream of me being kidnapped in a Digimon based dream] and stuff as I walked home. When I got into my apartment, I put my tan bag down and either answered or called a classmate on the phone [I think it's the former].
The girl on the phone with me was asking me if my fax machine was sending me any pictures. I went to it and it was, four, I told her. Two Digimon, one a hot guy, and another one I don't remember all in perfectly done in ball point pen ink with intricate backgrounds and a code number at the bottom. I asked her if there were any names on the bottom, "nope." Neither did I. But on the bottom there were number codes, I tried to memorize one until my friend bugged me so I hung up on her. [I memorized only a 104F on a thing with 104F--- ---- ----------]
I found myself later on kidnapped by a guy with a funnily shaped chin and a servant/guard of his. He made me a slave, just by declaring me a prisoner of war. I got angry at him and refused to get him anything, but my anger soon went away since we were stuck on a giant plane and I had no way off of there.
I went to get an apple for the brat, his looks improved thanks to my three attempts to change his looks, his chin was fixed but he still had a slightly overly pudgy face. A servant girl warned me to get the best looking one possible. I did, finding one that was a delicate plum colored one with a wondrous sheen. Though when I went to the room with the servant girl in there, it turned apple green. I ditched it and ran to get another one, thinking of the guy on that picture, wondering if I could either summon him or make the kidnapper look like that.
When I went back to the room with the servant girl, this time the guy in the drawing appeared in a midnight blue cloak, running to my master with a sword. The servant girl was on his side and did nothing to stop him so I ran after him. I came too late as the guy, now with a cute Asian face and dark hair, which made him cute in my book since he no longer looked weird, was bleeding from the stomach.
The assailant left and I only sat there dumbly as the guard/servant guy applied pressure to the wound.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt," I asked [how stupid, he's bleeding from the stomach and I ask if he's okay]
He smiled. "I'm fine," he had to be too with how much of a glow his face was giving off. That dream ended since I woke up at 4:20 AM.
Dream 3-
Non-lucid and happened when I went back to bed for about an hour.
I was at a table outside, where some classmates sat with me. They were all bad talking me and though I was offended, I defended myself calmly and bit my tongue on several occasions.
When the preppy one who had made me rather irate left, I calmed and asked a friend if they'd like a crumpet [I think that's what it was] since she said she was starved.
"But I can't eat butter," she said, for religious reasons of course.
"It's I-Can't-Believe-It's-Not-Butter so here you go," I responded, giving her the half I wasn't munching on. She was happy, I was happy, then I woke up ten minutes before my alarm went off.
Dream 1-
Such a strange thing, I almost thought I was in Fennecs when I thought about it at 4:24 in the morning. It was desert land and I, along with three other people, two guys and a girl, were planing on going into a cave to defeat some beast. I think I was a warrior [had a sword], one guy was a spazzy warrior who was as strong as me, the other girl was an archer [level 43 I sensed which led me to being lucid], and the other guy was a warrior of sorts, he said he was no stronger than us but I sensed otherwise [he was like a 98 level immortal dude with a sexy broadsword that went with his sexy clothes of red and black that went with the serious but sexy him]. Don't ask what the levels were for, I had no idea.
We left the town in that desert, I had the map and led us to the cave. We found a giant monster, beat it and we were back at the town in the hotel that we left in that town. I thought that I could go do stuff while they waited in the room we shared.
I went down a sewer ladder similar to one I dreamt up Saturday [might post that Harvestmoon/rat sewer dream]. I hadn't learned my lesson yet that sewers were bad and almost died fighting strong monsters that could kick my butt any day [I wanted to fight little rats]. I would have died if I didn't know how to teleport out of a place like that. The Sexy guy found me and kind of healed me. "Are you sure that you're not stronger than us," I questioned and he responded "yes" rather coldly to me. [I might have said 'different from us' instead of 'stronger' but it's fuzzy now, I can't remember the guy's face and it took me all of bio to remember my first dream]
I became lucid when our teammates came, noticing their/our differences in strength in comparison to his. [It was like aura sensing I think which happened to me in church that day after attempting to sense my aura's dips, I instead sensed and jumped when a girl walked to and sat behind me, and no I didn't hear her]
We were going back to that cave. "You guys know how to defeat him right," I questioned, after last time's fight I didn't feel like wasting extra money for more potions.
"???" the warrior and archer looked at me funny.
The Sexy guy however, explained to them what happened last time and how to defeat that monster for good, which was to defeat it four times in a row.
"Oh...okay," responded the archer as her puzzled look was replaced with a blissful smile. The other guy just accepted it as is.
It puzzled me since no one but me and the Sexy guy remembered a thing about fighting the monster earlier. He felt different from the others too, stronger and just, different. I was staring at him for a bit, trying to figure things out but then we needed to fight that monster again.
We were back at the hotel and I honestly didn't want to fight the monster, it was getting stronger every time we fought it. So, I memorized the map, snuck off and ran for my life past the cave, heading North East where I stole some one's boat to go to an island that was marked on the map.
Along the way, near the island's shore, I caught a flying fish and failed at catching another one. I was enjoying the blissful life when my dream went to 3rd POV and I saw the archer girl in a city on the Continent North of where I was. The Sexy guy found her and I don't remember what he asked her but they went off to either find me or the other guy, I don't remember the words they spoke so blah.
Dream2-
Another lucid dream! It started out with some narrator, maybe it was me, talking about Digimon [such a weird dreamsign and yes, I've realized it is a dreamsign after remembering that long dream of me being kidnapped in a Digimon based dream] and stuff as I walked home. When I got into my apartment, I put my tan bag down and either answered or called a classmate on the phone [I think it's the former].
The girl on the phone with me was asking me if my fax machine was sending me any pictures. I went to it and it was, four, I told her. Two Digimon, one a hot guy, and another one I don't remember all in perfectly done in ball point pen ink with intricate backgrounds and a code number at the bottom. I asked her if there were any names on the bottom, "nope." Neither did I. But on the bottom there were number codes, I tried to memorize one until my friend bugged me so I hung up on her. [I memorized only a 104F on a thing with 104F--- ---- ----------]
I found myself later on kidnapped by a guy with a funnily shaped chin and a servant/guard of his. He made me a slave, just by declaring me a prisoner of war. I got angry at him and refused to get him anything, but my anger soon went away since we were stuck on a giant plane and I had no way off of there.
I went to get an apple for the brat, his looks improved thanks to my three attempts to change his looks, his chin was fixed but he still had a slightly overly pudgy face. A servant girl warned me to get the best looking one possible. I did, finding one that was a delicate plum colored one with a wondrous sheen. Though when I went to the room with the servant girl in there, it turned apple green. I ditched it and ran to get another one, thinking of the guy on that picture, wondering if I could either summon him or make the kidnapper look like that.
When I went back to the room with the servant girl, this time the guy in the drawing appeared in a midnight blue cloak, running to my master with a sword. The servant girl was on his side and did nothing to stop him so I ran after him. I came too late as the guy, now with a cute Asian face and dark hair, which made him cute in my book since he no longer looked weird, was bleeding from the stomach.
The assailant left and I only sat there dumbly as the guard/servant guy applied pressure to the wound.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt," I asked [how stupid, he's bleeding from the stomach and I ask if he's okay]
He smiled. "I'm fine," he had to be too with how much of a glow his face was giving off. That dream ended since I woke up at 4:20 AM.
Dream 3-
Non-lucid and happened when I went back to bed for about an hour.
I was at a table outside, where some classmates sat with me. They were all bad talking me and though I was offended, I defended myself calmly and bit my tongue on several occasions.
When the preppy one who had made me rather irate left, I calmed and asked a friend if they'd like a crumpet [I think that's what it was] since she said she was starved.
"But I can't eat butter," she said, for religious reasons of course.
"It's I-Can't-Believe-It's-Not-Butter so here you go," I responded, giving her the half I wasn't munching on. She was happy, I was happy, then I woke up ten minutes before my alarm went off.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
01.27.07
Wow, it's way better not to use melatonin if you want good dreams, my dream recall is much better without it. [But, alas, I must use it to sleep on school nights because I eat dinner late at night and take 20-30 minutes to go to sleep when I'm tired, longer when not]
First Dream-
A rather pointless dream, it was lucid, but I didn't really do much with my abilities, more of changed others opinions.
I was at school, in an old, possibly 6th grade style portable [or, in the words on my English teacher, a trailer], in, I don't know which class but I know I was being all bitchy about it. Something about crayons and paper work.
I ran out of the classroom, saw a DC, Patrick, and I remembered how he wore those polyester pants to school one day and thought, "hey, I bet Miyavi's pants are sexier." An guess what? Unfortuantely, Miyavi didn't come beacsue I was focusing on comparing Pat, his pants, and Miyavi's pants. He was suddenly wearing one of Miyavi's black leather [tight] pants, and I was all, "oh, okay then..." I knew I was lucid by then and ran off, I think because of some cake in the 'trailers' that and the crayons and stuff, I don't know, I never remember my first dreams too clearly.
Eventually, after aimlessly running around, I went back to the portable, did stuff with crayons and ate the crappy tasting cake.
Dream 2-
I was at a dance, alone [miracle to me, me at a dance alone equals dream, IRL you'd have to kill me before I'd do that]. I was an orphan girl, with black-ish hair and brown eyes, in a black dress. Some people from real life were their too, I'll call them Mish, Kirin, and Kommie.
I'll mention to you now that I'm a manga freak, not as bad of one as in middle school, but I'm a bookworm in general [a picky one too] and manga just works for me [primarily due to my appreciation of art and need for my pop culture]. The only manga related character was Kyoya from Host Club, not that I complained, in my older dreams, lots of characters from books, movies, and/or manga would plague me [because I'm not a person who lives in societies box of 'Oh My Gawd, is that like, Brad Pitt? *insert girly squeal here* I'm not against preppy people, I just can't tolerate the artificial people, most of those people I've met are preps so that's the only reason they're my example].
Back to the dream, I was at a dance, lonely and bored as ever. It switches to third person POV and you see Kyoya, in a black suit, red rose in pocket, staring at something, with me in the background. His father shows off, Kyoya looks displeased, his dad comes to me, and next thing I know I'm under the care of a rich and powerful family. [Which explains Kyoya's disdained look, not too good for school life if it got out their family adopted a commoner]
After the party, we [Kyoya, his father, and I] go to a mall, similar to that of a mall that I go to often, we walk into a Best Buy [I think]. We go to a bathroom, they go to the handicapped stall. I follow them, then close and lock the door to find them gone. I find that all the turquoise dividers have disappeared between the stalls along with the toilets, and see an escalator in the wall. You could not stand on the escalator since the blue-gray wall was low, you'd have to kind of lay on t.
I walk to the escalator, and Mish, Kirin, and Kommie come into the bathroom, obviously following us. Mish and Kirin leave, exclaiming that they're not here. I get onto the escalator, grabbing a stair for dear life. I think that Kommie saw me, because she looked in my direction and yelled out "Misha, are you in here?" I think that that was the exact moment I became lucid, because I replied, knowing that anyone IRL would not fall for this, "No one's here, just go home."
She stood there for a few moments, as if in a stupor, and walked straight out of the room. I disappeared past the wall and at the end of the black tunnel, a few mesh green capeted stairs awaited me along with a hand. I grabbed the hand and held onto it for dear life [I think I was afraid of falling into the darkness at that point] as it pulled me up.
I was up on the other side with Kyoya's father and discovered that the green mesh was really little tufts of young grass growing in tiny white cubes no larger than a modern day cellphone. Those boxes made up the 'carpet' of the room. They began to float and the world almost went into that bizarre mode where up and down can't exist, that is, until I mentally forced the cubes back into the ground and stabilized the state of my 'dream world.' He said a few things about this place, walls and stuff had been added into my room [even a window], being my room. I asked about how Kyoya felt, he said he didn't know and didn't know where he was.
He left, the escalator and stairs that I had 'entered' the room with were gone, the carpet wasn't made of grass and boxes, and the walls were blue, it was night outside my window, I'd say about dusk [which is odd since the party was from 9-12am and I never saw the sun rise]. I realized that since I was adopted, I was Kyoya's sister, but then some of my funky logic kicked in the just made them my guardians in that dream, not my 'family.' I was happy because of that new found knowledge and wandered off once I left my room.
Then it was like Halloween, 'cept no one was in costumes and such, Kyoya's dad gave some people in front of me a burrito and Frisbee [rich people are weird, lol] and I was stuck with a bean filled haci-sack that I threw at Kyoya, he played with it a bit, though he didn't look too amused about all of it [he's been avoiding me]
Time skipped me again and it was time for another party, I was running all over the place looking for my black dress. No one knows where it is and Kyoya's still avoiding me. Then, my dream ended before I could find any rhyme or reason in anything in that dream when I realized how weird it was.
Dream 3-
The shortest [maybe] out of the three. I was staring at a few flowers and suddenly a little blue water can icon pops up in front of my face and I decide to water the plants. I water all the red flowers [morning glories I think] a black rose, a gold rose, and two tiny apple trees with miniature apples on them.
I was thinking at the time, 'Hey this is similar to Animal Crossing Wild World [A game I want so I can kill time while going to my dad's house].' I just shrugged it off and didn't become lucid and continued to water one apple tree until it turned into a big tree with sharp, dark green leaves and lacked the cute mini apples that it had only moments ago.
I ran off for a bit to the little Animal Crossing-style city, talked to pink squirrel next to a tree, asked it something, then woke up [thanks to a very mean person who forced me to eat breakfast instead of dream].
First Dream-
A rather pointless dream, it was lucid, but I didn't really do much with my abilities, more of changed others opinions.
I was at school, in an old, possibly 6th grade style portable [or, in the words on my English teacher, a trailer], in, I don't know which class but I know I was being all bitchy about it. Something about crayons and paper work.
I ran out of the classroom, saw a DC, Patrick, and I remembered how he wore those polyester pants to school one day and thought, "hey, I bet Miyavi's pants are sexier." An guess what? Unfortuantely, Miyavi didn't come beacsue I was focusing on comparing Pat, his pants, and Miyavi's pants. He was suddenly wearing one of Miyavi's black leather [tight] pants, and I was all, "oh, okay then..." I knew I was lucid by then and ran off, I think because of some cake in the 'trailers' that and the crayons and stuff, I don't know, I never remember my first dreams too clearly.
Eventually, after aimlessly running around, I went back to the portable, did stuff with crayons and ate the crappy tasting cake.
Dream 2-
I was at a dance, alone [miracle to me, me at a dance alone equals dream, IRL you'd have to kill me before I'd do that]. I was an orphan girl, with black-ish hair and brown eyes, in a black dress. Some people from real life were their too, I'll call them Mish, Kirin, and Kommie.
I'll mention to you now that I'm a manga freak, not as bad of one as in middle school, but I'm a bookworm in general [a picky one too] and manga just works for me [primarily due to my appreciation of art and need for my pop culture]. The only manga related character was Kyoya from Host Club, not that I complained, in my older dreams, lots of characters from books, movies, and/or manga would plague me [because I'm not a person who lives in societies box of 'Oh My Gawd, is that like, Brad Pitt? *insert girly squeal here* I'm not against preppy people, I just can't tolerate the artificial people, most of those people I've met are preps so that's the only reason they're my example].
Back to the dream, I was at a dance, lonely and bored as ever. It switches to third person POV and you see Kyoya, in a black suit, red rose in pocket, staring at something, with me in the background. His father shows off, Kyoya looks displeased, his dad comes to me, and next thing I know I'm under the care of a rich and powerful family. [Which explains Kyoya's disdained look, not too good for school life if it got out their family adopted a commoner]
After the party, we [Kyoya, his father, and I] go to a mall, similar to that of a mall that I go to often, we walk into a Best Buy [I think]. We go to a bathroom, they go to the handicapped stall. I follow them, then close and lock the door to find them gone. I find that all the turquoise dividers have disappeared between the stalls along with the toilets, and see an escalator in the wall. You could not stand on the escalator since the blue-gray wall was low, you'd have to kind of lay on t.
I walk to the escalator, and Mish, Kirin, and Kommie come into the bathroom, obviously following us. Mish and Kirin leave, exclaiming that they're not here. I get onto the escalator, grabbing a stair for dear life. I think that Kommie saw me, because she looked in my direction and yelled out "Misha, are you in here?" I think that that was the exact moment I became lucid, because I replied, knowing that anyone IRL would not fall for this, "No one's here, just go home."
She stood there for a few moments, as if in a stupor, and walked straight out of the room. I disappeared past the wall and at the end of the black tunnel, a few mesh green capeted stairs awaited me along with a hand. I grabbed the hand and held onto it for dear life [I think I was afraid of falling into the darkness at that point] as it pulled me up.
I was up on the other side with Kyoya's father and discovered that the green mesh was really little tufts of young grass growing in tiny white cubes no larger than a modern day cellphone. Those boxes made up the 'carpet' of the room. They began to float and the world almost went into that bizarre mode where up and down can't exist, that is, until I mentally forced the cubes back into the ground and stabilized the state of my 'dream world.' He said a few things about this place, walls and stuff had been added into my room [even a window], being my room. I asked about how Kyoya felt, he said he didn't know and didn't know where he was.
He left, the escalator and stairs that I had 'entered' the room with were gone, the carpet wasn't made of grass and boxes, and the walls were blue, it was night outside my window, I'd say about dusk [which is odd since the party was from 9-12am and I never saw the sun rise]. I realized that since I was adopted, I was Kyoya's sister, but then some of my funky logic kicked in the just made them my guardians in that dream, not my 'family.' I was happy because of that new found knowledge and wandered off once I left my room.
Then it was like Halloween, 'cept no one was in costumes and such, Kyoya's dad gave some people in front of me a burrito and Frisbee [rich people are weird, lol] and I was stuck with a bean filled haci-sack that I threw at Kyoya, he played with it a bit, though he didn't look too amused about all of it [he's been avoiding me]
Time skipped me again and it was time for another party, I was running all over the place looking for my black dress. No one knows where it is and Kyoya's still avoiding me. Then, my dream ended before I could find any rhyme or reason in anything in that dream when I realized how weird it was.
Dream 3-
The shortest [maybe] out of the three. I was staring at a few flowers and suddenly a little blue water can icon pops up in front of my face and I decide to water the plants. I water all the red flowers [morning glories I think] a black rose, a gold rose, and two tiny apple trees with miniature apples on them.
I was thinking at the time, 'Hey this is similar to Animal Crossing Wild World [A game I want so I can kill time while going to my dad's house].' I just shrugged it off and didn't become lucid and continued to water one apple tree until it turned into a big tree with sharp, dark green leaves and lacked the cute mini apples that it had only moments ago.
I ran off for a bit to the little Animal Crossing-style city, talked to pink squirrel next to a tree, asked it something, then woke up [thanks to a very mean person who forced me to eat breakfast instead of dream].
Thursday, January 25, 2007
01.25.07
I had a dream last night, it was neither lucid nor one that I would call vivid (but only because I'm entering this in almost 12 hours after I've had it).
I can't remember how it started but I was in a cave, a brightly lit sandstone one at that, and I remember that I was a double agent. I acted like I was betraying my comrades to release [false] information to the opposing side, I have no idea why a bunch of people who worked/lived in elaborate caves with a Viking leader was our enemy but it didn't matter. My people left me, I promised to exchange what I knew about them for their freedom, and they fell for the faux acts.
I was wandering around their caves for quite a bit, I was rather comfortable, for it reminded me of the desert lands I envisioned myself travelling alone in the desert one day [funny how my real life desires can be remembered in a dream when I don't want them to], the well lit portions of the labyrinth of tunnels were warm and dry. The not-so well lit areas were cool and damp.
I wandered around for who knows how long, thinking who knows what and not saying much. It continued that way until one of my DC comrades found me [who IRL is nothing more than an acquaintance aka the Persian Teddy Bear]. He stuck out so much with his warm and bright red shirt and cortoroy pants [sorry, I can't spell it for my life].
We talked a bit, ran up an escalator [still in the caves], through a path that I must have memorized while wandering, found the Viking leader and attempted to fight him while reinforcements came along. The Persian Teddy Bear was super strong [IRL I've never seen him be rough but since he lifts weights and is in good shape, I guess it's true] and I had some sort of freaky ability, my reflexes and evasion was better than it had ever been, I was able to dodge hand shaped rocks that randomly shot through the cave with ease and little effort [Alchemy maybe?].
Well, the Teddy Bear and I fought the Viking leader for a while, wearing me down more than anything else- Before I forget entirely, I must add that I do remember the Viking King/Leader's features, red grisly hair, beard, and mustache, brass crown with the typical white oxen horns and ovals of polished brass bordered his 'helmet.' He was a meaty man, bulky too, the kind of hairy man that had all of the major muscles worked to the point of looking, well, bulky. He looked kinda Norwegian now that I think about it, but the most commonly heard of Vikings were in Norway so it's all good.
I can't remember how it started but I was in a cave, a brightly lit sandstone one at that, and I remember that I was a double agent. I acted like I was betraying my comrades to release [false] information to the opposing side, I have no idea why a bunch of people who worked/lived in elaborate caves with a Viking leader was our enemy but it didn't matter. My people left me, I promised to exchange what I knew about them for their freedom, and they fell for the faux acts.
I was wandering around their caves for quite a bit, I was rather comfortable, for it reminded me of the desert lands I envisioned myself travelling alone in the desert one day [funny how my real life desires can be remembered in a dream when I don't want them to], the well lit portions of the labyrinth of tunnels were warm and dry. The not-so well lit areas were cool and damp.
I wandered around for who knows how long, thinking who knows what and not saying much. It continued that way until one of my DC comrades found me [who IRL is nothing more than an acquaintance aka the Persian Teddy Bear]. He stuck out so much with his warm and bright red shirt and cortoroy pants [sorry, I can't spell it for my life].
We talked a bit, ran up an escalator [still in the caves], through a path that I must have memorized while wandering, found the Viking leader and attempted to fight him while reinforcements came along. The Persian Teddy Bear was super strong [IRL I've never seen him be rough but since he lifts weights and is in good shape, I guess it's true] and I had some sort of freaky ability, my reflexes and evasion was better than it had ever been, I was able to dodge hand shaped rocks that randomly shot through the cave with ease and little effort [Alchemy maybe?].
Well, the Teddy Bear and I fought the Viking leader for a while, wearing me down more than anything else- Before I forget entirely, I must add that I do remember the Viking King/Leader's features, red grisly hair, beard, and mustache, brass crown with the typical white oxen horns and ovals of polished brass bordered his 'helmet.' He was a meaty man, bulky too, the kind of hairy man that had all of the major muscles worked to the point of looking, well, bulky. He looked kinda Norwegian now that I think about it, but the most commonly heard of Vikings were in Norway so it's all good.
Back to the story line, I was wearing down and miraculously enough tripped our enemy. DC/The Persian Teddy Bear [TPTB] gave the Viking a heavy blow to the face. No blood was drawn of the server or receiver. I expected for the Viking's skull to have been bashed, TPTB was, in the dream, just that strong. Instead I saw a sandstone face [without features] that was indented in the center, which soon went back to it's normal shape. I offered up the option of running and TPTB was with me all the way.
As we ran, I more of leapt like an antelope [since TPTB is slower than I], TPTB was consoling me, I did feel a bit down for the failed attack, and I felt like a debacle. He said somethings in the context of, "it doesn't matter, you can't always get it right," and I was instantly cheerful. By that point we had reached the escalator's and ran like there was no tomorrow since our indestructible Viking was at our heels. Then, rather reluctantly, I woke up.
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