Saturday, June 22, 2013
June 19, 2013 Dream
I can't remember anything except at one point, someone is asking me if I write anymore. In a more defensive fashion, I start ticking my fingers and saying, "Yeah, I've done the Nanowrimo, Janowrimo, Februnano, April Campnowrimo, Maynowrimo, etc etc" haha.
June 18, 2013 Dream
100 and 90 some customers. Running back and forth.
Yeah... I can't remember this one, sorry iPod -_-. I have failed you.
Yeah... I can't remember this one, sorry iPod -_-. I have failed you.
June 17, 2013 Dream
Apparently it's Mom's birthday today (even thought it's actually in December), and it's wintry outside, with snow gently falling on the ground that already has snow on it. I can't remember what the inside of the building looks like, but inside, people are preparing a white wedding dress (a more traditional kind that's strapless, long, and has a veil), food, etc. Mom walks into the room and everyone shouts surprise! Outside looks similar to our garage, with the deck to the left of the house. A few cars pull up next to the deck on the driveway. I think they're all dark-colored. They're here for some reason, maybe because they have to drive us all somewhere. Anyway, in the front seat of one car is one of my high school classmates who's in my homeroom (David A--not the same David as the one I talked about a lot). I was surprised to see him there. Anyway, so I was trying to tell him something, but his car went out of control or something, and starting spinning around and hitting the side of the deck etc. When I somehow grabbed the car and made it stop (no idea how I did that), I opened the driver door and yelled at him, telling him how dangerous it was what he was doing. Then I noticed he was wearing ear buds and wasn't even paying attention to me, maybe because he couldn't hear me. He was also wearing a more winter-like coat and muffs, etc.
Friday, June 21, 2013
June 16, 2013 Dream
1. Something about teachers
2. For some reason, there's this girl, but she acts like a hamster even though she's in a human form. Anyway, I'm trying to teach her to chew on one of those wooden things so her teeth won't grow too long, but she's stubborn and won't chew on the wooden sticks (which is healthy for her) but instead chews on the metal bars of the cage. Weird...
2. For some reason, there's this girl, but she acts like a hamster even though she's in a human form. Anyway, I'm trying to teach her to chew on one of those wooden things so her teeth won't grow too long, but she's stubborn and won't chew on the wooden sticks (which is healthy for her) but instead chews on the metal bars of the cage. Weird...
June 15, 2013 Dream
I'm in this pirate ship, doing whatnot. And there's this guy (G4--) who knows things ahead of time, such as knowing when people will attack us, etc (which is pretty helpful, esp in a pirate ship :)
June 14, 2013 Dream
Yay, another long dream. This one was pretty interesting actually. Here goes...
Dream 1 and 3 are definitely connected (since there are the same characters, plus a couple).
1. Okay, there are three characters in this dream. There are two guys and a girl. The two guys are both around aged 22-27 years old. The first guy has spiky black hair that stands about 8 inches above his head. He has a very cool presence about him. He's clean shaven and has a more rugged and handsome look to him. He's attired solely in black, with a black leather-ish jacket, a black undershirt, and black pants. The second guy has spiky white hair, but it looks softer than the other guy's hair. Compared to the cool dude, this guy is extremely beautiful. Everything about him, from his kind bluer eyes, or his smooth-structured and skinned face to his elegant body structure is beautiful. He's also clean shaven, and he's only wearing white— a white robe than falls from his shoulders all the way to the ground. Even though he has white hair, it's definitely not from old age. In some senses, he's like angel (but the first guy is a good guy, definitely not a devil figure). And there's the girl. I'd say she's about 10-15 years of age at this time. She has an almost fragile presence about her; I think she has a blond-white hair color. She's not very active, as I never see her or can imagine her running around to do anything. She has a regal disposition about her. The white haired guy is assigned to protect her, but it's the black guy that's destined to be with her. Although both the girl and the black haired guy know they're destined for one another, the black guy isn't quite ready to meet his destiny. The white haired guy, on the other hand, is a good friend of hers and even loves her, but because he is also a friend to the black haired guy and knows that they're destined to be together, he never crosses his boundary. Somehow, the black haired guy and the girl are separated.
2a. This is at a school setting. My sister (I will refer to her as S as always—just in case you forgot) and I and are looking for our classroom, as if it's our first day of school. We go up stairs and through hallways, running around and looking for the right classroom. There's an older lady in a room where all students are; she's the one who sends students off to their retrospective rooms. S and I accidentally go in a complete circle and end up where we began. We continue looking for the room.
2b. This is the same dream, but I'm splitting it up since I believe there's some kind of time gap in between. Now, S and I are in our home, in the kitchen. We're standing at the middle counter. S is wearing a shirt. On the back, there is a quoted paragraph that somehow puts her down because of who she is. I'm not sure why she's wearing it, maybe because she was forced to. And what I mean by 'who she is' is that she's put down because of who her father is. In the dream, apparently we have different fathers. S is crying because students weren't kind to her at gym class. (Her crying was more quiet crying, not really loud, angry sobbing). My two brothers are standing in the adjacent room, in the dining room. My older brother is upset and comments that students weren't mean to him for that long, only in the beginning. So he has the same dad as S. And that's why I think there's a time gap since in the beginning of the dream, we're arriving at school, but now apparently S has been in the school for a while. I get angry and wonder aloud who was the one who designed the shirts. I decide to confront the teachers about it. Older bro says that it isn't exactly the teachers' faults. I say, "Yes it is. After all, they must have known that the shirt was being made, yet they did nothing to stop it from being made" (or something like that). He says that it still isn't their fault. I say, "Yes it is. For example, if a movie is bad but you watch it anyway, it's your fault, not the movie."
3. There's a reunion between the girl and the black-haired guy, after four years of being apart. They're in a room, and the girl's reclining on a bench chair, half lying down. Around her, there's his thin sheet that's protecting her (from heat perhaps). The girl looks similar to dream 1 except a bit older (about 14-18 years old now). But the black haired guy looks quite different. His hair is a regular length, not spiky anymore. It's the usual boy's cut, with natural spikiness from how it is. Kinda like my bros' hair. Except now, he doesn't have any legs. Somehow, he lost them. On top of his black pants, though, there is an x-ray image of the bones of his legs. They look fake-ish, though. The colors are flat white and black. The pants legs are empty, though, but for some reason, because they have the skeleton image on them, he can walk/glide in the air. In addition to those two, there are two new characters in this dream, me and the narrator. Yes, I got to meet the narrator of the dream ^_^. He's about my height and has brown flatter hair like my older bro's and brown or hazel eyes. He has a kind aura about him, understanding and soft. And he knows _everything_. And I'm there as myself, I think (I couldn't see myself since the dream camera was from my perspective). So, the girl knew from the beginning that she and the black haired guy were destined for one another, but it was rather the black guy who needed to understand things about himself before doing what he was destined to do. I think he went on some journey for those four years, and throughout that journey, he lost his legs for a reason. Anyway, when the girl realizes that the guy is ready for them to be together, tears slowly fall down her cheeks. The black haired guy takes out two pearl (?) necklaces, and they both wear one. He stands to her right side (she's still sitting down, but not upright). The narrator takes a picture of them and their necklaces (I think the necklaces symbolize some promise). The camera is one of those old ones where right after taking the picture, it comes out, but it's all black, and it needs some time before the actual color picture appears from the black picture. The black haired guy and the girl silently look at each other while the narrator turns to me and shows me the picture. Looking at the picture, I immediately remember that sometime earlier in the dream, a picture had been taken of the two has well, and that it was important. Anyway, so either I or the narrator takes the picture. Then the dream camera (this time not from my view) goes over to the girl and the black haired guy, who are staring at each other, very much in love. They lean in to kiss, but then the black haired guy stops her and says, "Wait, don't kiss me yet. Sodom is crying." (or something very similar to that). I instinctively know that he's referring to the white-haired guy. The girl goes over to him and gives him a hug, but she doesn't say anything (I don't believe she nor Sodom ever spoke in the dream).
The dream camera goes outside, following the narrator and I. We're standing on this flat wooden patio. In the short distance, we can see Sodom walking somewhere. There are a few scattered trees here and there. But what I immediately notice is that Sodom's appearance changed even more drastically than the black haired guy. (Just so you know, he had been staying by the girl's side all four years of her and the black haired guy being separated). His white and pretty hair is gone, now replaced by really flat black hair. And he no longer looks beautiful, but his face is full of blemishes, and his body structure isn't as elegant as before (his shoulders are slouched, and he's walking slowly, as if carrying a burden, instead of almost gliding). I talk to the narrator and ask him why Sodom and the black haired guy look so different. Knowing everything, the narrator responds that they switched their hair color/appearance because (in almost his same words) "apparently, their father told them to do so."
Note: He didn't say why the black haired guy lost his legs, or why Sodom lost his beauty, he only talked about their hair.
Note 2: It's interesting to note that although blackhair and the girl had a connection, blackhair and Sodom must have had strong connection as well since he told the girl to care for Sodom before they kiss.
Note 3: Sodom is a town in ancient Palestine, which–along with Gomorrah–was destroyed because of its sin-filled people. In certain concepts, the word sodomy is referred to committing a certain grave crime. But it's interesting to note that in this context, I do not believe that Sodom lost his beauty because of what he did, but rather what others did to him. So I don't know exactly why his name was Sodom. It is very rare for people in my dreams to receive names. Often, my dreams are full of people who I know in real life, thus they do have a name in the dream, but it's rare for a new character to have a sudden name. Such as Sodom in this dream, or Uma Ton in another or Carl Krueger in another. It's actually quite fascinating for me. :)
Note 4: Both in dreams 2 and 3, someone (S or blackhair/Sodom) received a consequence because of who their fathers were.
Dream 1 and 3 are definitely connected (since there are the same characters, plus a couple).
1. Okay, there are three characters in this dream. There are two guys and a girl. The two guys are both around aged 22-27 years old. The first guy has spiky black hair that stands about 8 inches above his head. He has a very cool presence about him. He's clean shaven and has a more rugged and handsome look to him. He's attired solely in black, with a black leather-ish jacket, a black undershirt, and black pants. The second guy has spiky white hair, but it looks softer than the other guy's hair. Compared to the cool dude, this guy is extremely beautiful. Everything about him, from his kind bluer eyes, or his smooth-structured and skinned face to his elegant body structure is beautiful. He's also clean shaven, and he's only wearing white— a white robe than falls from his shoulders all the way to the ground. Even though he has white hair, it's definitely not from old age. In some senses, he's like angel (but the first guy is a good guy, definitely not a devil figure). And there's the girl. I'd say she's about 10-15 years of age at this time. She has an almost fragile presence about her; I think she has a blond-white hair color. She's not very active, as I never see her or can imagine her running around to do anything. She has a regal disposition about her. The white haired guy is assigned to protect her, but it's the black guy that's destined to be with her. Although both the girl and the black haired guy know they're destined for one another, the black guy isn't quite ready to meet his destiny. The white haired guy, on the other hand, is a good friend of hers and even loves her, but because he is also a friend to the black haired guy and knows that they're destined to be together, he never crosses his boundary. Somehow, the black haired guy and the girl are separated.
2a. This is at a school setting. My sister (I will refer to her as S as always—just in case you forgot) and I and are looking for our classroom, as if it's our first day of school. We go up stairs and through hallways, running around and looking for the right classroom. There's an older lady in a room where all students are; she's the one who sends students off to their retrospective rooms. S and I accidentally go in a complete circle and end up where we began. We continue looking for the room.
2b. This is the same dream, but I'm splitting it up since I believe there's some kind of time gap in between. Now, S and I are in our home, in the kitchen. We're standing at the middle counter. S is wearing a shirt. On the back, there is a quoted paragraph that somehow puts her down because of who she is. I'm not sure why she's wearing it, maybe because she was forced to. And what I mean by 'who she is' is that she's put down because of who her father is. In the dream, apparently we have different fathers. S is crying because students weren't kind to her at gym class. (Her crying was more quiet crying, not really loud, angry sobbing). My two brothers are standing in the adjacent room, in the dining room. My older brother is upset and comments that students weren't mean to him for that long, only in the beginning. So he has the same dad as S. And that's why I think there's a time gap since in the beginning of the dream, we're arriving at school, but now apparently S has been in the school for a while. I get angry and wonder aloud who was the one who designed the shirts. I decide to confront the teachers about it. Older bro says that it isn't exactly the teachers' faults. I say, "Yes it is. After all, they must have known that the shirt was being made, yet they did nothing to stop it from being made" (or something like that). He says that it still isn't their fault. I say, "Yes it is. For example, if a movie is bad but you watch it anyway, it's your fault, not the movie."
3. There's a reunion between the girl and the black-haired guy, after four years of being apart. They're in a room, and the girl's reclining on a bench chair, half lying down. Around her, there's his thin sheet that's protecting her (from heat perhaps). The girl looks similar to dream 1 except a bit older (about 14-18 years old now). But the black haired guy looks quite different. His hair is a regular length, not spiky anymore. It's the usual boy's cut, with natural spikiness from how it is. Kinda like my bros' hair. Except now, he doesn't have any legs. Somehow, he lost them. On top of his black pants, though, there is an x-ray image of the bones of his legs. They look fake-ish, though. The colors are flat white and black. The pants legs are empty, though, but for some reason, because they have the skeleton image on them, he can walk/glide in the air. In addition to those two, there are two new characters in this dream, me and the narrator. Yes, I got to meet the narrator of the dream ^_^. He's about my height and has brown flatter hair like my older bro's and brown or hazel eyes. He has a kind aura about him, understanding and soft. And he knows _everything_. And I'm there as myself, I think (I couldn't see myself since the dream camera was from my perspective). So, the girl knew from the beginning that she and the black haired guy were destined for one another, but it was rather the black guy who needed to understand things about himself before doing what he was destined to do. I think he went on some journey for those four years, and throughout that journey, he lost his legs for a reason. Anyway, when the girl realizes that the guy is ready for them to be together, tears slowly fall down her cheeks. The black haired guy takes out two pearl (?) necklaces, and they both wear one. He stands to her right side (she's still sitting down, but not upright). The narrator takes a picture of them and their necklaces (I think the necklaces symbolize some promise). The camera is one of those old ones where right after taking the picture, it comes out, but it's all black, and it needs some time before the actual color picture appears from the black picture. The black haired guy and the girl silently look at each other while the narrator turns to me and shows me the picture. Looking at the picture, I immediately remember that sometime earlier in the dream, a picture had been taken of the two has well, and that it was important. Anyway, so either I or the narrator takes the picture. Then the dream camera (this time not from my view) goes over to the girl and the black haired guy, who are staring at each other, very much in love. They lean in to kiss, but then the black haired guy stops her and says, "Wait, don't kiss me yet. Sodom is crying." (or something very similar to that). I instinctively know that he's referring to the white-haired guy. The girl goes over to him and gives him a hug, but she doesn't say anything (I don't believe she nor Sodom ever spoke in the dream).
The dream camera goes outside, following the narrator and I. We're standing on this flat wooden patio. In the short distance, we can see Sodom walking somewhere. There are a few scattered trees here and there. But what I immediately notice is that Sodom's appearance changed even more drastically than the black haired guy. (Just so you know, he had been staying by the girl's side all four years of her and the black haired guy being separated). His white and pretty hair is gone, now replaced by really flat black hair. And he no longer looks beautiful, but his face is full of blemishes, and his body structure isn't as elegant as before (his shoulders are slouched, and he's walking slowly, as if carrying a burden, instead of almost gliding). I talk to the narrator and ask him why Sodom and the black haired guy look so different. Knowing everything, the narrator responds that they switched their hair color/appearance because (in almost his same words) "apparently, their father told them to do so."
Note: He didn't say why the black haired guy lost his legs, or why Sodom lost his beauty, he only talked about their hair.
Note 2: It's interesting to note that although blackhair and the girl had a connection, blackhair and Sodom must have had strong connection as well since he told the girl to care for Sodom before they kiss.
Note 3: Sodom is a town in ancient Palestine, which–along with Gomorrah–was destroyed because of its sin-filled people. In certain concepts, the word sodomy is referred to committing a certain grave crime. But it's interesting to note that in this context, I do not believe that Sodom lost his beauty because of what he did, but rather what others did to him. So I don't know exactly why his name was Sodom. It is very rare for people in my dreams to receive names. Often, my dreams are full of people who I know in real life, thus they do have a name in the dream, but it's rare for a new character to have a sudden name. Such as Sodom in this dream, or Uma Ton in another or Carl Krueger in another. It's actually quite fascinating for me. :)
Note 4: Both in dreams 2 and 3, someone (S or blackhair/Sodom) received a consequence because of who their fathers were.
June 13, 2013 Dream
1. I'm tutoring history (yuck) and math (which I'm actually doing). If I remember correctly, I'm standing in the hallways of my old school, in the middle school wing, between the 7th and 8th grade rooms. Looking from the dream camera, people walk over to me from the left side, and they leave from the right side. All the people I tutor are supposed to have the same worksheet, and I'm supposed to help them with it. The first person goes by, and I chat with her (I think it's a her). And then she goes by. The next guy comes by. He asks the same question as the person before me, and I automatically tell him that the answer is 5. He says no, it's 4. I look over his shoulder at the page and notice that the question is different. (It has a bunch of easy addition/subtraction problem). Before, the question was 0 + 5 = ?, but now it's 9 – 5 = ? I was annoyed and confused because it changed. I wondered if my eyes were just seeing something or if someone changed the papers.
2. It's dark outside, and I'm standing next to a building.
2. It's dark outside, and I'm standing next to a building.
June 12, 2013 Dream
1. I'm bawling my head off because I can't find my baby blanket (ahem, red blankie) and a book. I think I'm inside my room. The way I'm crying is as if someone really important to me died, or something happened that really hurt my feelings. (I've only ever cried like that once or twice in my life, and only in the past year, I think).
2. There's some school trip of sorts?
3. I can't remember anything except this one screenshot. There's this guy who is lying on the ground, either dead or slowly dying (I think more of the latter). There is this really deep cut on the left side of his neck that runs from his collarbone to the back of his neck. It's inflamed, and the cut is open, but inside is purplish-red. It didn't gross me out, and I can't remember feeling any particular type of emotion while looking at him.
2. There's some school trip of sorts?
3. I can't remember anything except this one screenshot. There's this guy who is lying on the ground, either dead or slowly dying (I think more of the latter). There is this really deep cut on the left side of his neck that runs from his collarbone to the back of his neck. It's inflamed, and the cut is open, but inside is purplish-red. It didn't gross me out, and I can't remember feeling any particular type of emotion while looking at him.
June 11, 2013 Dream
There's a woman who dies in my dream. And then later on, there's a scene of a beach area. There's the left side of a Hawai'ian looking kiosk that looks like it was made of straw. The ocean is behind it, with the sun starting to set, with red, orange, yellow, etc beams of light from the horizon.
June 10, 2013 Dream
There are little people running around. I can't remember what they look like, but they're like videogame characters. The place they're running in looks similar to the place in Super Smash Brawl that's Wario's place, the place that place that's darkly lit called Mushroomy Kingdom, I think. At one point, the little guys are pushing the legs of a large Ness (?). Maybe it was Porky. I don't remember. I guess this means that at that time, I was playing too much Smash (we just got a Wii over Mother's Day weekend). I wish there was a machine that could snapshot my brain so I could just take a movie or a picture of what I'm thinking of the morning after the dream so I don't have to record it in words. After all, that's a better recording. So yeah.
Later on in that dream, there's something with a pink flashlight, where a little guy was looking for something in the dark.
Later on in that dream, there's something with a pink flashlight, where a little guy was looking for something in the dark.
Friday, June 7, 2013
June 6, 2013 Dream
1A. I'm with a group of people who are in my 'team.' I can't exactly remember what our main goal as a team is, but other people don't really know of our existence as a team, only us as individuals. One of the people in my group is actually a character from my most recent book I've been writing, SSChron. He first appears in Part Two; I'll call him L (since it would be a spoiler to give his full name). Much later on in the dream, I'm walking with another person that's on my team— I'm pretty sure it's a female my age. We're outside in an almost camp-area setting. There's trees and dirt pathways everywhere. The part I remember, the two of us are walking up these wooden steps (that have gaps in between them--not all connected). There are two hand railings, one on each side, that are meant from preventing people from falling off the stairs. Up ahead, the stairway flattens out to make a square platform, and the stairs continue off the right side, leading to a wooden cabin-like building. I tell her, "L... S, he died." (S is another name L goes by). She doesn't believe me, and neither do I, really, since L is a strong person in general.
1B. I'm walking in a hallway with a man who's in my team. He's about twenty-five or twenty-seven yeas old, and has glasses and a white lab coat on; he's also about a head taller than me. I'm pretty sure he has brown hair, but I can't remember what his eye color is. We're carrying a conversation about important information, so he's speaking weirdly so other people around us won't understand what we're talking about. And by weird, I mean that be pretty much speaks incoherently, but somehow I understood him. The walls and floor were white in the hallway we were standing in. The two of us were walking down through the middle of the hallway, with people going opposite directions on our two sides (people on our right side were moving with us, people on the left side moving opposite direction). To our right is a young man with blond hair that goes halfway down his neck. He was in this dream sometime before, but I can't remember when. Back then, he was scornful to me. Anyway, so he's holding a bunch of notebooks, folders, and papers with him. And then he accidentally drops all of them on the floor. I go over to him and help him pick up all his stuff. In my right hand, I'm holding a handful of notebooks, and in the other hand, I'm only handing a couple of folders. I hand them over and say something nicely. He's slightly embarrassed that the guy he made fun of before is now helping him pick up his stuff. I continue on my way with the guy that's on my team.
2A. In inside a building with slick wooden floor and walls. I'm with a group of other people, almost like a class setting on a field trip. One of my former elementary/middle school classmates is there, SV. She's wearing this hot pink (not neon color, though) suit kind of attire. We all are standing in a hallway of the building, I believe. From where I'm standing, leaning against the left side wall, I'm looking at a door on the other side of the wall. It's one of those doors that are made of clear glass that you have to push or pull to get through. I'm talking with SV about our friends (we don't share any friends in the dream). She laughs at one of my friends (who's not there— I'm only talking about that friend) and then some way or another, she's suddenly in the room across from me. She goes underneath the glass door (no idea how she does that since the opening is only half an inch or something like that.. like any door, really). I'm annoyed at her for making fun of my friend, so as I watch her go under the door, I make fun of one of hers.
2B. Later on in the dream, the same group of classmates and I are in a cooking room. I want to apologize to SV for being a hypocrite (I had told her not to make fun of my friends, but then I made fun of hers behind her back, so to say). There are about twelve cooking stations, six on one side and six on the other and two people per station. I'm my view, there are three or four stations in front of me. SV is two ahead of me, talking with the person assigned as her cooking partner. The teacher arrives, pulling a large thing on four small wheels. The black carrier thing is about as tall as he is, and it has two main objects, one being fire (pots?) and something else that's not on fire. There are enough copies for each station. The teacher says, "Now, these fire (pots?) are hot, so don't go and throw ice cubes at me." No idea what that's supposed to mean, but those are the exact words he said.
I woke up at 6:40AM ish between dreams 2 and 3 and quickly recorded 1 and 2. And then I went back to sleep, hoping to dream about dream 1 again so I can find out how L/S had died.
3. (7-11AM... whoo for summer sleep in!)
Similar to dream 1, I'm with a group of people. Still, I don't know what we're supposed to do, but there are many people that are out to kill us. I'm watching from the dream camera, and I'm not sure if I'm actually in the dream or just watching. Anyway, there's a lady that's in charge of everyone in the group. She's generally shorter in size (about half a head shorter or more than everyone else-- the group is both male and female). Everyone in group listens to whatever she says; she's a clever person to say in the least. Pretty much, what she does is determines what our skills are, and then she sends us on missions depending on what we can do. She can't guarantee our safety, though, and even though they all know that, they all still obey her unquestionably.
3B. The dream camera goes to a teenager/young lady who was sent out. Her main skill is skill with weaponry, particularly a sword. The part I can remember, she's standing on top of his mountain flat, that kind of reminds me of Weathertop from Lord of the Rings. It's dark, and a storm is brewing, with lightning flashing across the dark and cloudy sky. There are dozens and dozens of animal-like creatures with large and sharp teeth that are trying to kill her; they were sent from someone to do so. But she's doing quite well defending herself and warding them away. I don't know what happens to her.
3C. The dream camera goes back to the main quarters. There are about a dozen people, all 17-27 years old in the room. From the dream camera view, on the N end of the room is ledge where people can sit on. The exit is on the W side, 1/3 up from the front, as well as the S side, 1/3 from the right side. The exit on the W side is an open door where people can just walk in and out. It's a door that leads to another room. The exit on the S side is more like a hallway exit. David is one of the people in the group; the lady determines he has a people skill, so he's sent out through the S entrance to talk to some certain people and find something that they need. He goes off. Later on, another girl leaves from the S entrance. Sometime in the dream, someone in the group comes in from the W side. He came to report back to the main lady and tell her that people in their group are being killed and that there are more enemies than they originally thought there are. But when he arrives, the lady is talking, so he doesn't interrupt her. She's talking to the whole group and pointing out the skills of one guy in the room. There are two or three people sitting on the ledge on the N side, but everyone else is standing and watching. She says that he has an unusual perspective on everything and demonstrates that by asking the guy a question. He answers in a very simplistic, plain way. And then she does something with a bowl of folded papers that she gives to him. Everyone in the room agrees that the guy's way of thinking is different— very simplistic and straightforward. I can't exactly remember what they talk about, though. She's about to send them off.
My guess based on dream 3 is that if dream 1 is connected, L died by being sent on some mission and was found by the bad guys and caught off guard or something like that.
1B. I'm walking in a hallway with a man who's in my team. He's about twenty-five or twenty-seven yeas old, and has glasses and a white lab coat on; he's also about a head taller than me. I'm pretty sure he has brown hair, but I can't remember what his eye color is. We're carrying a conversation about important information, so he's speaking weirdly so other people around us won't understand what we're talking about. And by weird, I mean that be pretty much speaks incoherently, but somehow I understood him. The walls and floor were white in the hallway we were standing in. The two of us were walking down through the middle of the hallway, with people going opposite directions on our two sides (people on our right side were moving with us, people on the left side moving opposite direction). To our right is a young man with blond hair that goes halfway down his neck. He was in this dream sometime before, but I can't remember when. Back then, he was scornful to me. Anyway, so he's holding a bunch of notebooks, folders, and papers with him. And then he accidentally drops all of them on the floor. I go over to him and help him pick up all his stuff. In my right hand, I'm holding a handful of notebooks, and in the other hand, I'm only handing a couple of folders. I hand them over and say something nicely. He's slightly embarrassed that the guy he made fun of before is now helping him pick up his stuff. I continue on my way with the guy that's on my team.
2A. In inside a building with slick wooden floor and walls. I'm with a group of other people, almost like a class setting on a field trip. One of my former elementary/middle school classmates is there, SV. She's wearing this hot pink (not neon color, though) suit kind of attire. We all are standing in a hallway of the building, I believe. From where I'm standing, leaning against the left side wall, I'm looking at a door on the other side of the wall. It's one of those doors that are made of clear glass that you have to push or pull to get through. I'm talking with SV about our friends (we don't share any friends in the dream). She laughs at one of my friends (who's not there— I'm only talking about that friend) and then some way or another, she's suddenly in the room across from me. She goes underneath the glass door (no idea how she does that since the opening is only half an inch or something like that.. like any door, really). I'm annoyed at her for making fun of my friend, so as I watch her go under the door, I make fun of one of hers.
2B. Later on in the dream, the same group of classmates and I are in a cooking room. I want to apologize to SV for being a hypocrite (I had told her not to make fun of my friends, but then I made fun of hers behind her back, so to say). There are about twelve cooking stations, six on one side and six on the other and two people per station. I'm my view, there are three or four stations in front of me. SV is two ahead of me, talking with the person assigned as her cooking partner. The teacher arrives, pulling a large thing on four small wheels. The black carrier thing is about as tall as he is, and it has two main objects, one being fire (pots?) and something else that's not on fire. There are enough copies for each station. The teacher says, "Now, these fire (pots?) are hot, so don't go and throw ice cubes at me." No idea what that's supposed to mean, but those are the exact words he said.
I woke up at 6:40AM ish between dreams 2 and 3 and quickly recorded 1 and 2. And then I went back to sleep, hoping to dream about dream 1 again so I can find out how L/S had died.
3. (7-11AM... whoo for summer sleep in!)
Similar to dream 1, I'm with a group of people. Still, I don't know what we're supposed to do, but there are many people that are out to kill us. I'm watching from the dream camera, and I'm not sure if I'm actually in the dream or just watching. Anyway, there's a lady that's in charge of everyone in the group. She's generally shorter in size (about half a head shorter or more than everyone else-- the group is both male and female). Everyone in group listens to whatever she says; she's a clever person to say in the least. Pretty much, what she does is determines what our skills are, and then she sends us on missions depending on what we can do. She can't guarantee our safety, though, and even though they all know that, they all still obey her unquestionably.
3B. The dream camera goes to a teenager/young lady who was sent out. Her main skill is skill with weaponry, particularly a sword. The part I can remember, she's standing on top of his mountain flat, that kind of reminds me of Weathertop from Lord of the Rings. It's dark, and a storm is brewing, with lightning flashing across the dark and cloudy sky. There are dozens and dozens of animal-like creatures with large and sharp teeth that are trying to kill her; they were sent from someone to do so. But she's doing quite well defending herself and warding them away. I don't know what happens to her.
3C. The dream camera goes back to the main quarters. There are about a dozen people, all 17-27 years old in the room. From the dream camera view, on the N end of the room is ledge where people can sit on. The exit is on the W side, 1/3 up from the front, as well as the S side, 1/3 from the right side. The exit on the W side is an open door where people can just walk in and out. It's a door that leads to another room. The exit on the S side is more like a hallway exit. David is one of the people in the group; the lady determines he has a people skill, so he's sent out through the S entrance to talk to some certain people and find something that they need. He goes off. Later on, another girl leaves from the S entrance. Sometime in the dream, someone in the group comes in from the W side. He came to report back to the main lady and tell her that people in their group are being killed and that there are more enemies than they originally thought there are. But when he arrives, the lady is talking, so he doesn't interrupt her. She's talking to the whole group and pointing out the skills of one guy in the room. There are two or three people sitting on the ledge on the N side, but everyone else is standing and watching. She says that he has an unusual perspective on everything and demonstrates that by asking the guy a question. He answers in a very simplistic, plain way. And then she does something with a bowl of folded papers that she gives to him. Everyone in the room agrees that the guy's way of thinking is different— very simplistic and straightforward. I can't exactly remember what they talk about, though. She's about to send them off.
My guess based on dream 3 is that if dream 1 is connected, L died by being sent on some mission and was found by the bad guys and caught off guard or something like that.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
June 5, 2013 Dream
I can't remember anything except that there was a little boy or girl in it, about the age of 6.
June 4, 2013 Dream
1. I'm in a somewhat large-ish room in a building. The floor is smooth and hard, but I can't remember what color. There are three or four sections of chairs that have about 10 rows and columns per section. Almost all the chairs are filled up with people of all ages. I'm sitting near the back of one chair section, and two rows ahead of me and to the right are EMM and her family. I'm trying to avoid her, but she's trying to talk to me. Eventually at the end of the dream, we talk— I act as usual, friendly and whatnot.
2. Three or four other girls and I are seated on regular grey chairs in a circular like formation. To my right is some lady. The scenery looks similar to a mall kind of area. We're doing something about stud earrings. Apparently before sitting down, we didn't really know what was going on. I turn excitedly to the girl to my left (well, not exactly to my left since we're sitting in a circle). She looks similar to a classmate of mine, KP, but I don't think it's her. She hasn't had her ears pierced yet. I tell her other than the earrings I'm wearing, I've only worn one other kind of earring, which were also studs. (In reality, that's not exactly true, though, I've worn a few other kinds of earrings before although studs are my preferred choice).
3. I can't remember anything about this one, but at the very ending, a man said a sentence, and something was about to happen because he said that, but then the dream ended.
2. Three or four other girls and I are seated on regular grey chairs in a circular like formation. To my right is some lady. The scenery looks similar to a mall kind of area. We're doing something about stud earrings. Apparently before sitting down, we didn't really know what was going on. I turn excitedly to the girl to my left (well, not exactly to my left since we're sitting in a circle). She looks similar to a classmate of mine, KP, but I don't think it's her. She hasn't had her ears pierced yet. I tell her other than the earrings I'm wearing, I've only worn one other kind of earring, which were also studs. (In reality, that's not exactly true, though, I've worn a few other kinds of earrings before although studs are my preferred choice).
3. I can't remember anything about this one, but at the very ending, a man said a sentence, and something was about to happen because he said that, but then the dream ended.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
June 3, 2013 Dream
1. All I can remember is that there was some kind of creature with an evil and wide grin, and it had slit red eyes. It looked more like an animal creature, possibly some kind of machine.
2. There was some meeting in this dream, and at one point, the man in charge (middle aged, brown hair) ordered everyone to sit up. I literally sat up in my bed and thus interrupted the flow of my dream, and further making me forget everything else that happened in that dream.
3/4. This one was a longer, action-packed dream that I can't remember for some reason. The scenery had windblown grass and trees with light colored petals fluttering to the ground. It had nice weather, sunny and possibly lightly cloudy. It involved all kinds of people and had to do with granting people their 'wishes.' And at the very end, a male's voice said something that I couldn't remember. I woke up then fell asleep, trying to remember what the voice had said. I once again dreamt of that phrase. The dream camera focused on a girl with slightly curly orange-brown hair. Her hair was windblown, and she held it back with her left hand. She was also wearing a dress that went to halfway between her knees and legs; it was made of a more summer-dress-material. She was standing in the air, actually, but not moving. The voice said, referring to that girl and myself, "The only people who will have their wishes fulfilled are that girl and her (me) because their wish is for the happiness of others." And then I woke up again.
2. There was some meeting in this dream, and at one point, the man in charge (middle aged, brown hair) ordered everyone to sit up. I literally sat up in my bed and thus interrupted the flow of my dream, and further making me forget everything else that happened in that dream.
3/4. This one was a longer, action-packed dream that I can't remember for some reason. The scenery had windblown grass and trees with light colored petals fluttering to the ground. It had nice weather, sunny and possibly lightly cloudy. It involved all kinds of people and had to do with granting people their 'wishes.' And at the very end, a male's voice said something that I couldn't remember. I woke up then fell asleep, trying to remember what the voice had said. I once again dreamt of that phrase. The dream camera focused on a girl with slightly curly orange-brown hair. Her hair was windblown, and she held it back with her left hand. She was also wearing a dress that went to halfway between her knees and legs; it was made of a more summer-dress-material. She was standing in the air, actually, but not moving. The voice said, referring to that girl and myself, "The only people who will have their wishes fulfilled are that girl and her (me) because their wish is for the happiness of others." And then I woke up again.
Monday, June 3, 2013
June 2, 2013 Dream
All I can remember is that my tennis teacher was in my dream. My older brother was chatting with him, and apparently he (the tennis teacher) has a wikipedia page. For some reason, it gave two dates for his birthday, one in March, and December 31. And apparently in the dream he's 38, according to the wiki page.
The dream also had a more adventure-packed part, which I can't remember. *sad face*
The dream also had a more adventure-packed part, which I can't remember. *sad face*
Sunday, June 2, 2013
June 1, 2013 Dream
A. It's Twin Day, but I'm staying home instead of going to the parade (in real life, I've never really wanted to go anyway). The part I can remember, I'm in my house, in the downstairs room that used to be my bedroom. Except instead of there being the three/four large windows, there's an opening, almost as if the room is a garage, and the garage door is open. I can't remember if it's daytime or nighttime outside, however, but my three siblings and I are in my room, and we're talking about something. The bed is horizontally facing the opening, instead of being vertically placed (like how it is right now--the room is used as a guest room nowadays). I'm pretty sure the walls are the same color, with alternating blue and yellow. But the green fuzzy carpet isn't in the room, nor are there the cabinets, or the opening for more cabinets (where there are two blue and white chairs--the same ones that were in December 25, 2012 dream-- and a brown wooden shorter cabinet). Anyway, so us four are standing in a square-ish like formation. There's a brown box in the room, the typical mailing boxes, and inside are these kinds of fireworks. They're more like bottle rockets than fireworks due to their size, but I believed them to be fireworks anyway. So there were tons of them. For some reason, we decided (or maybe it was I who decided) to light them inside the room. And that's what we did. A bunch went off at once, and we were all a bit startled. I was worried that since a few struck the ceiling, that the ceiling would cave in (the room above that room is my parents' room). We quickly tossed the fireworks to the side and checked the damage, still quite worried; apparently, we didn't think the fireworks would cause any damage. Any place the the bottle rocket fireworks struck, there was a nail-size hole, about the size of the circumference of an ordinary pencil. There were some on the ceiling, and some in the swing-open doors that look like the doors to open the food closet in the main hallway, or like those in my current room (but they aren't actually in my downstairs room).
B. This dream is somewhat connected to the first, I think. So, I'm in a large-ish room, along with a few dozen other teenagers. In the dream, I could recognize almost all of them (so they probably were either from my high school or middle/elementary school, or something to that effect). We were playing all kinds of games. I can't remember the specific order of the games, though. I was myself for the first portion of the dream. The games were more active and required moving around (so no card games, board games, etc). At one moment, we all formed a large circle and faced the person in front of us, and then we did the 'rollar-coaster,' which my school does during sports events. After some time, we were doing this somewhat competition. My Chinese teacher was there, and we all were given a textbook of vocabulary words, and we were supposed to go over to her and give a recitation of something that we made up. The person who did the best recitation, with the most complex are varying vocab words, along with fluency and whatnot, would win big points. A few people went ahead of me, and then I went over to her. She was on the left middle side of the room, sitting on a chair (an ordinary grey chair with metal-ish frames and a more cushiony seat part). I sat down on the seat next to her (the two seats were facing each other) and I began my recitation. While walking over to her a few moments ago, I had flipped through the textbook and mentally created a story. The teacher liked me a lot in the dream (as she does in real life) and gave me an encouraging smile. I launched into the story about a boy and a girl going to a panda's house to eat pudding and drink some drink. They are happy and then they return home. The panda's name was Xiao _something_ (I highly doubt that whatever word I said was an actual Chinese word, but in the dream, it meant panda). For some reason, the recitation took a reeaaalllly long time, and I kept stumbling over words and everything. But the teacher kept encouraging me. Other students that were waiting in line to do the recitation walked off to do other things in the room. In the dream, the word pudding wasn't even in the textbook, but I just suddenly said it so I can continue on with the story. And it took me a few seconds to remember the phrase 'return home.' After that, I ended my recitation.
BA. Right after I finished the recitation and the following few seconds, I transformed into a boy somewhere between the ages of 8-12. I can't remember what he looked like, although I'm pretty sure he had darker hair, and he didn't have blue eyes. He (who was the 'narrator' at the moment, so, me) saw a girl in the room (she was the only one who wasn't a teenager--everyone was 16-21, I'd say-- and was about the same age as himself). She was crying, and he instinctively knew that it was because she was facing problems with an abusive father at home. He also immediately knew that after the event, her father along with several other men would take her back home, which she didn't want to do. They probably were childhood friends or something to that effect. In his mind, he was thinking, 'Good thing I took so long to do the recitation because that will stall the time she is here; her father won't come to pick her up until the event is over.' And so he ran over to her, grabbed her hand, and ran out of the room, with her following. Outside the room, it almost looked like a hotel, with the red carpets and fancy-ish appearance. He lead the girl to one of the two (three? or maybe even four?) elevators nearby, and they went inside. He quickly clicked floor 21 (I think that is the highest floor), and he also accidentally clicked floor 19 while doing so. The elevator was actually very spacious; it probably could fit three beds, or something like that. The girl was standing on the opposite side (the buttons were only on the right side, where the boy was standing). The boy, leaning his back against the wall, slid down and sat on the ground. The girl mimicked his actions, not crying anymore but still cautious-like. He asked her if she was okay, and they talked for a short bit. The girl has a piece of paper with her; it's some kind of evidence of something, but I can't remember, and it's folded a couple of times and wrinkled. I think it's just regular printing paper. The boy asks the girl to keep it for safekeepings, just in case she is caught by her father and the other men, and she hands it over. The elevator stopped on floor 18, and a middle aged woman walked. She had an expensive look to her, with a expensive fur coat, a nice handbag, high heels, etc. When she walks into the elevator, they quickly stand up to their feet. She began talking to the two of them, quite amiably. But the boy was suspicious of her, and he quickly grabbed the girl's hand once again and ran out of the elevator (which was still open--it wasn't closing shut either). The floor has red carpet, just like a Mariott hotel. They go into the next-door elevator. While changing elevators, the boy sees a family (that I know in real life--they go to my church; I used to be good friends with a girl my age until about 4th grade). They go into the elevator and go either up or down, I can't remember.
C. Later on, the girl is gone. I run outside of the large building to look for her. It's starting to rain. I notice that there are at least ten or twelve men standing near the front of the building. The building, from the outside, almost looks like a museum; it's white and has some columns. There are white small steps to go up there. The men are standing on the platform in front of the entrance; they all are wearing black suits and sunglasses, with no expression whatsoever on their countenances. I glance at them for a moment then continue on, worried that the girl might be in trouble. And then I see my siblings and my mom (about this time, I transform back into normal me). I stop in front of my mom, suddenly remembering how I busted the ceiling and closet of my room with those bottle rocket fireworks. I'm a bit nervous to what her reaction might be. But instead she gives me a nice and warm long hug, which was quite comforting. We exchanged some words (but she didn't mention the fireworks at all, which made me wonder whether she knew about it or not). And then we departed from one another, and I went off, looking for the girl, still anxious about if her father had taken her away or not. I suppose I didn't really consider that the suspicious looking men in front of the building could have been those guys.. but yeah.
B. This dream is somewhat connected to the first, I think. So, I'm in a large-ish room, along with a few dozen other teenagers. In the dream, I could recognize almost all of them (so they probably were either from my high school or middle/elementary school, or something to that effect). We were playing all kinds of games. I can't remember the specific order of the games, though. I was myself for the first portion of the dream. The games were more active and required moving around (so no card games, board games, etc). At one moment, we all formed a large circle and faced the person in front of us, and then we did the 'rollar-coaster,' which my school does during sports events. After some time, we were doing this somewhat competition. My Chinese teacher was there, and we all were given a textbook of vocabulary words, and we were supposed to go over to her and give a recitation of something that we made up. The person who did the best recitation, with the most complex are varying vocab words, along with fluency and whatnot, would win big points. A few people went ahead of me, and then I went over to her. She was on the left middle side of the room, sitting on a chair (an ordinary grey chair with metal-ish frames and a more cushiony seat part). I sat down on the seat next to her (the two seats were facing each other) and I began my recitation. While walking over to her a few moments ago, I had flipped through the textbook and mentally created a story. The teacher liked me a lot in the dream (as she does in real life) and gave me an encouraging smile. I launched into the story about a boy and a girl going to a panda's house to eat pudding and drink some drink. They are happy and then they return home. The panda's name was Xiao _something_ (I highly doubt that whatever word I said was an actual Chinese word, but in the dream, it meant panda). For some reason, the recitation took a reeaaalllly long time, and I kept stumbling over words and everything. But the teacher kept encouraging me. Other students that were waiting in line to do the recitation walked off to do other things in the room. In the dream, the word pudding wasn't even in the textbook, but I just suddenly said it so I can continue on with the story. And it took me a few seconds to remember the phrase 'return home.' After that, I ended my recitation.
BA. Right after I finished the recitation and the following few seconds, I transformed into a boy somewhere between the ages of 8-12. I can't remember what he looked like, although I'm pretty sure he had darker hair, and he didn't have blue eyes. He (who was the 'narrator' at the moment, so, me) saw a girl in the room (she was the only one who wasn't a teenager--everyone was 16-21, I'd say-- and was about the same age as himself). She was crying, and he instinctively knew that it was because she was facing problems with an abusive father at home. He also immediately knew that after the event, her father along with several other men would take her back home, which she didn't want to do. They probably were childhood friends or something to that effect. In his mind, he was thinking, 'Good thing I took so long to do the recitation because that will stall the time she is here; her father won't come to pick her up until the event is over.' And so he ran over to her, grabbed her hand, and ran out of the room, with her following. Outside the room, it almost looked like a hotel, with the red carpets and fancy-ish appearance. He lead the girl to one of the two (three? or maybe even four?) elevators nearby, and they went inside. He quickly clicked floor 21 (I think that is the highest floor), and he also accidentally clicked floor 19 while doing so. The elevator was actually very spacious; it probably could fit three beds, or something like that. The girl was standing on the opposite side (the buttons were only on the right side, where the boy was standing). The boy, leaning his back against the wall, slid down and sat on the ground. The girl mimicked his actions, not crying anymore but still cautious-like. He asked her if she was okay, and they talked for a short bit. The girl has a piece of paper with her; it's some kind of evidence of something, but I can't remember, and it's folded a couple of times and wrinkled. I think it's just regular printing paper. The boy asks the girl to keep it for safekeepings, just in case she is caught by her father and the other men, and she hands it over. The elevator stopped on floor 18, and a middle aged woman walked. She had an expensive look to her, with a expensive fur coat, a nice handbag, high heels, etc. When she walks into the elevator, they quickly stand up to their feet. She began talking to the two of them, quite amiably. But the boy was suspicious of her, and he quickly grabbed the girl's hand once again and ran out of the elevator (which was still open--it wasn't closing shut either). The floor has red carpet, just like a Mariott hotel. They go into the next-door elevator. While changing elevators, the boy sees a family (that I know in real life--they go to my church; I used to be good friends with a girl my age until about 4th grade). They go into the elevator and go either up or down, I can't remember.
C. Later on, the girl is gone. I run outside of the large building to look for her. It's starting to rain. I notice that there are at least ten or twelve men standing near the front of the building. The building, from the outside, almost looks like a museum; it's white and has some columns. There are white small steps to go up there. The men are standing on the platform in front of the entrance; they all are wearing black suits and sunglasses, with no expression whatsoever on their countenances. I glance at them for a moment then continue on, worried that the girl might be in trouble. And then I see my siblings and my mom (about this time, I transform back into normal me). I stop in front of my mom, suddenly remembering how I busted the ceiling and closet of my room with those bottle rocket fireworks. I'm a bit nervous to what her reaction might be. But instead she gives me a nice and warm long hug, which was quite comforting. We exchanged some words (but she didn't mention the fireworks at all, which made me wonder whether she knew about it or not). And then we departed from one another, and I went off, looking for the girl, still anxious about if her father had taken her away or not. I suppose I didn't really consider that the suspicious looking men in front of the building could have been those guys.. but yeah.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
March 3, 2012 dream
And another draft.
Some kid named Ricardo. Some test. French fries and ketchup. MKR. Wow, I really don't write out my dreams really well.... some drama duo. (Including looking through a window of sorts, at one another- violation?)
Some kid named Ricardo. Some test. French fries and ketchup. MKR. Wow, I really don't write out my dreams really well.... some drama duo. (Including looking through a window of sorts, at one another- violation?)
March 4, 2012 dream
Another draft I found.
Sand... that's all. Or, that's the only thing that popped into my mind when trying to remember my dream.
Sand... that's all. Or, that's the only thing that popped into my mind when trying to remember my dream.
May 20, 2013 Dream
Found this as one of my drafts... not sure why I didn't publish it earlier. My apologies for the past some being out of order :\
May 20
At my school, the seniors are graduating early, so this is their last week of school.
In the dream, I'm in a room with tons of other kids. I believe they're all kids form my highschool, but I can't recognize almost all of them (whereas in real life I can recognize quite a few even if I don't know them personally). I see my favorite senior, David, and go over to him. He smiles at me and gives me for about 1-2 second hug. I don't think we talked much. A short while later, the seniors are leaving the room. I suddenly become quite sad, and I feel an ache in my heart (one of the steps to tears on my part). I see David once again, and I call his name, brushing past people while running over to him. He gives me a long hug. I immediately feel comforted by his warm hug (he's a nice hugger in the dream.. in real life I haven't hugged him though). I see a junior buddy, Joe, standing off to the side. For some reason, he's leaving as well. I beckon him over with an index finger (David is still hugging me though. He's a head or so taller than me). David and I pull apart and I smile at David. I'm almost teary-eyed. David then goes off. I give the junior friend and quick hug, and we briefly talk. The end.
Note: I really am going to miss David when he leaves :(
May 20
At my school, the seniors are graduating early, so this is their last week of school.
In the dream, I'm in a room with tons of other kids. I believe they're all kids form my highschool, but I can't recognize almost all of them (whereas in real life I can recognize quite a few even if I don't know them personally). I see my favorite senior, David, and go over to him. He smiles at me and gives me for about 1-2 second hug. I don't think we talked much. A short while later, the seniors are leaving the room. I suddenly become quite sad, and I feel an ache in my heart (one of the steps to tears on my part). I see David once again, and I call his name, brushing past people while running over to him. He gives me a long hug. I immediately feel comforted by his warm hug (he's a nice hugger in the dream.. in real life I haven't hugged him though). I see a junior buddy, Joe, standing off to the side. For some reason, he's leaving as well. I beckon him over with an index finger (David is still hugging me though. He's a head or so taller than me). David and I pull apart and I smile at David. I'm almost teary-eyed. David then goes off. I give the junior friend and quick hug, and we briefly talk. The end.
Note: I really am going to miss David when he leaves :(
May 31, 2013 Dream
1. I can't remember anything except for the concept of infiltrating a castle-like palace. Quite disappointing because it was an interesting dream and also somehow related to dream 2 (dream 2 would make more sense if dream 1 was explained, so my mind is telling me). It involves a group of people (or creatures.. or videogame characters.. who knows?) including me.
2. I'm outside... and now I wish I had typed this dream down on my iPod the moment I woke up since I remembered it best then.. and can't remember it all now. Hum. So for the part I remember, there's snow covering the ground (again, like the night before), and a childhood friend's older brother (who was my older brother's friend since 2003--our families knew one another pretty well from being in the same church) was near a pile of snowballs. Near the front, there were 'regular' sized snowballs about twice the size of my fist. And then there were those rolled snowballs about the size of the bottom of a three-snowball tall snowman (so it's really big). JR, the guy I just mentioned, was crouched near the front; he was a sixth grade age (I know that because at that time, he had dreadlocks, and he's never had them since) and was smiling. The dream camera was from my perspective. I can't remember if I was actually in the dream or just watching. Anyway, so that's the only part I remember.
3. I realized that I can't remember dreams well if I'm awoken abruptly. Well, I realized that before.. but whatever. So the only part I remember is that the dream camera is looking at a videogame kind of thing. It's showing a character from a normal centered view, with a light brown pathway and green grass on both sides. The colors look very video-game like, sorta like the gameboy Harvest Moon game I used to play. Anyway, so the main character (who may or may not have been me) was looking at the screen as well as my older brother. I think we were making the videogame. The character was saying something, a square bubble with rounded edges coming out from his left, with the point of the balloon pointing towards his/her mouth. My older brother and the main chara was deciding on what font to make it, and how large the bubble should be. My older brother played with the font size and color (such as making it larger and turning it pink). The bubble expanded and contracted by itself respectively. It covered about a third of the screen (the screen was horizontally wider, not square shaped).
As a random side note, people can be really annoying and disregarding of other peoples' feelings. That's all.
2. I'm outside... and now I wish I had typed this dream down on my iPod the moment I woke up since I remembered it best then.. and can't remember it all now. Hum. So for the part I remember, there's snow covering the ground (again, like the night before), and a childhood friend's older brother (who was my older brother's friend since 2003--our families knew one another pretty well from being in the same church) was near a pile of snowballs. Near the front, there were 'regular' sized snowballs about twice the size of my fist. And then there were those rolled snowballs about the size of the bottom of a three-snowball tall snowman (so it's really big). JR, the guy I just mentioned, was crouched near the front; he was a sixth grade age (I know that because at that time, he had dreadlocks, and he's never had them since) and was smiling. The dream camera was from my perspective. I can't remember if I was actually in the dream or just watching. Anyway, so that's the only part I remember.
3. I realized that I can't remember dreams well if I'm awoken abruptly. Well, I realized that before.. but whatever. So the only part I remember is that the dream camera is looking at a videogame kind of thing. It's showing a character from a normal centered view, with a light brown pathway and green grass on both sides. The colors look very video-game like, sorta like the gameboy Harvest Moon game I used to play. Anyway, so the main character (who may or may not have been me) was looking at the screen as well as my older brother. I think we were making the videogame. The character was saying something, a square bubble with rounded edges coming out from his left, with the point of the balloon pointing towards his/her mouth. My older brother and the main chara was deciding on what font to make it, and how large the bubble should be. My older brother played with the font size and color (such as making it larger and turning it pink). The bubble expanded and contracted by itself respectively. It covered about a third of the screen (the screen was horizontally wider, not square shaped).
As a random side note, people can be really annoying and disregarding of other peoples' feelings. That's all.
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