Happy Cinco de Mayo [to those who celebrate it]! I had one, well, maybe more dreams [only bits of them]. I was trying to do a MILD, as advised by Squall, but I forgot about it after I awoke from my first dream cycle [heheheh, sorry] and turned off my alarm and went back to sleep...
Dream[s?]-
The first tid bit had to do with me browsing Dreamviews and surfing the web in my room. I only remembered it thanks to talking to a friend about dreams today and it's fading out fast... I got it! I was surfing the web because I finally decided to search and memorize algorithms for the Rubik's cubes a friend of mine is obsessed with [he went crazy when our English teacher stole it from him and held it for two weeks just to see how the addict would fair].
Another part, I was messing with 'a' Rubik's cube. Well, it was more of three cubes stuck together in a line and you needed to get all the sides the same [I'm guessing the non-showing sides too]. I was getting frustrated since I could only remember the algorithm half-way through. Pwirrip came by and took it from me and with several quick turns, he managed to solve it. I was shocked and he shrugged it off. I convinced myself it was done quickly since I was only half done.
Later on, I was in a school with a bunch of catty, plain out bitchy cheer leading bullies that made me their next target. In the showering rooms, they framed me for acid-washing the floor tiles away to reveal the moldy grime below. I was peeved that others would believe them over me. Then, my Bath&Body Works body wash disappeared, it was a lavender/musk type. It was wearing on my patience... I went looking everywhere in the shower room with only a towel on in search of my soap. I think the fact that I didn't take the three others I found [same brand], mango, tropical, and vanilla/sugar, shows either that my preferences are making things harder on myself or I'm being too picky...
In the shower room, once I gave up on the search to finish showering, a dream friend came in. She needed my help. I, though the whole place was filled with showers, pulled out a blue tube top for her from a closet rack to my left.
The dream changed soon after. I was in the city and some sort of strange thing occurred. It's really hard for me to put it in the right words... After that, the world became like a big, lovey-dovey RPG video game. It wasn't long after that I woke up, but these series of dreams, I'll admit it, they aren't all one big dream, are interesting. I think tonight I'll try either a WBTB or MILD [again].
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Friday, May 4, 2007
05.04.07
One more odd dream to add to my list of random dreams. It's starting to get frustrating, these super realistic dreams [not a bad thing] that have some freaky things happen that I just pass off as normal. Stupid brain-dead dream-self.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
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.
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