Okay, this occured after I woke up and went back to sleep.
There was a party at my old house. It was fun - people were playing games and cooking hot dogs and burgers. I don't remember that much, except Vadskye kept saying, "Wuv is wike a wed wose." >_< Yeah, it was weird. He scared everyone off doing that.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Dream 10, last Saturday night
My dad had died - I think in a car accident. I was grieving for him, but I didn't cry. I knew I should cry, so I was a bit mad at myself. I went to this pile of snow and wrote about Dad with a felt tipped blue marker. Then Dad appeared kind of like a ghost and was talking to me about what I wrote. I felt really sad and started crying.
I promptly woke up because I was in respiratory distress from the mucus draining into my windpipe created from crying in my sleep. I was sick, so that's partly why, too.
Don't you love happy dreams? :P
I promptly woke up because I was in respiratory distress from the mucus draining into my windpipe created from crying in my sleep. I was sick, so that's partly why, too.
Don't you love happy dreams? :P
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Dream 9, last night
My mom, brother, and I are at the top floor of a medical building. We walk into a small room with a glass window into another room - it's an place for people to observe an operation. My brother sits down but the nurse tells him to get up and come into the other room. We all walk into the surgery place.
This room is large, and it's walls are brick. It is dirty and dank. To our right, there are two gurneys side by side. On one gurney there is a corpse. The corpse is tanish brown, with darker brown spots, like it has been mummified. It is, or was, a young girl about Barium's age, and her hair is a brilliant red. Her mouth is gaping open. I see a small tooth.
I sit on the other gurney and watch the doctors as they take care of the corpse. One doctor gently lifts it up and carries it to a window. It is dark outside. As he sets the corpse down, the girl comes back to life. She steps out of her body, smiling, and throws the body out the window. Then she walks towards the exit door and fades into nothing.
While this is happening, my mom is talking about Eminem's movie, eight something. I am feeling increasingly nervous, partly from the corpse, partly from the fact that I am here for surgery on my foot. I guess Barium is here for the same thing. The doctors look sinister.
The nurse comes over and removes the wax paper on which the corpse was laying. She tells Barium to get on the gurney. There are chunks of dead skin from the corpse. Barium is all "Ewww! Gross!" as he climbs onto the gurney.
"You can brush it off, you know," I tell him. He does so. The pieces of flesh drift to the floor like snowflakes.
"Gosh," I say, grinning, "that girl must've had some really bad dandruff." When I'm nervous, I tend to make bad jokes.
Barium, who is also nervous, laughs. We see a nurse pull curtains around part of the room. Then the doctor turns of the light, so it is dark except for the shine of city lights through the window. Barium and I are laughing, and I swing my foot into the darkness, trying to kick one of those doctors. There's a shifting beside us, and some people grab both my feet and inject what I assume is an anesthetic into them. Barium is yelling.
As I fall asleep I realize that both my feet were injected. The doctors made a mistake. They thought one of my feet were Barium's. I might die from overdose, but maybe that's what the they wanted.
This room is large, and it's walls are brick. It is dirty and dank. To our right, there are two gurneys side by side. On one gurney there is a corpse. The corpse is tanish brown, with darker brown spots, like it has been mummified. It is, or was, a young girl about Barium's age, and her hair is a brilliant red. Her mouth is gaping open. I see a small tooth.
I sit on the other gurney and watch the doctors as they take care of the corpse. One doctor gently lifts it up and carries it to a window. It is dark outside. As he sets the corpse down, the girl comes back to life. She steps out of her body, smiling, and throws the body out the window. Then she walks towards the exit door and fades into nothing.
While this is happening, my mom is talking about Eminem's movie, eight something. I am feeling increasingly nervous, partly from the corpse, partly from the fact that I am here for surgery on my foot. I guess Barium is here for the same thing. The doctors look sinister.
The nurse comes over and removes the wax paper on which the corpse was laying. She tells Barium to get on the gurney. There are chunks of dead skin from the corpse. Barium is all "Ewww! Gross!" as he climbs onto the gurney.
"You can brush it off, you know," I tell him. He does so. The pieces of flesh drift to the floor like snowflakes.
"Gosh," I say, grinning, "that girl must've had some really bad dandruff." When I'm nervous, I tend to make bad jokes.
Barium, who is also nervous, laughs. We see a nurse pull curtains around part of the room. Then the doctor turns of the light, so it is dark except for the shine of city lights through the window. Barium and I are laughing, and I swing my foot into the darkness, trying to kick one of those doctors. There's a shifting beside us, and some people grab both my feet and inject what I assume is an anesthetic into them. Barium is yelling.
As I fall asleep I realize that both my feet were injected. The doctors made a mistake. They thought one of my feet were Barium's. I might die from overdose, but maybe that's what the they wanted.
Monday, March 5, 2007
Dream 8, last night
Part 1: My mom's family is with us in this huge room. It's three stories high and could fit a couple jets side by side. I think Josh Groban was there, too, but I'm not sure. The part I remember is this train crash simulation, except these people would let the train drop from about a story above the ground onto explosives. They did it twice, and each time I thought it was a real train disaster and one of my family was underneath the train. I think Josh Groban was singing and the train would drop after he sang. But, again, I'm not sure. It was not a fun dream.
Part 2: Same room, after explosions, and all my cousins are sitting in this round wood structure with a diameter of about six feet. They're eating lunch. Barium climbs in and I try to get in, too, but I can't. They won't let me in.
Part 4: My mom, Barium, and I are at a place similar to Sea Ranch. Our rental house's living room is right on the beach and the wall facing the beach has glass windows and sliding doors. There is a storm and the waves are climbing higher and higher. It gets to the point where they're crashing against the glass door. I'm standing there, watching a turtle as it is pulled closer to the glass. I really like this turtle for some reason. Unfortunately, it's losing it's strength as it tries to battle the fierce waves. My mom comes over and tells me I need to save it before it hits the glass. I tell her that I'm not sure that I want to, because of the stormy condition.
Right after I say that, the turtle crashes into the window with a sickening crunching sound. It's neck breaks and it floats away, limp. I turn around and cry.
Part 5: Mom, Barium, and I walk to a beach. The storm is over. Barium and my mom step into the water. I call out, "Careful, there might be a shark there!" As I finish saying this, a huge eight foot shark swims away from my mom and brother. My mom steps back, smiling, but her eyes are tense with fear. Barium comes out too, slowly.
I turn around and see a snake dart out of the grass and towards Barium. I yell, "Barium, move! There are snakes everywhere!" He jerks back, and we can see snakes lying in the water. We watch the snake slither into the ocean. Barium jumps back in. My mom tells him to get out and we walk back home.
When we enter our home, there's an odd sound. Barium has to go to his piano lesson, so he's getting his books together. That sound ends up being a cicadaish bug. I'm scared, so I ask Mom if I can come along with them to Barium's lesson. She agrees, but she's not happy. I hurry to gather school work that I can do while I'm there, and she is yelling at me. I grab the laptop and shove it in the bag. Finally, we leave.
Part 2: Same room, after explosions, and all my cousins are sitting in this round wood structure with a diameter of about six feet. They're eating lunch. Barium climbs in and I try to get in, too, but I can't. They won't let me in.
Part 3: At place similar to Sea Ranch. This time Mom, Barium, and I are at a beach. These odd, translucent sea urchins are on the beach. They form a circle. My mom and some other adult are making a fire to cook dinner. I pick up an urchin and show it to Mom. She says we should put some urchins in a stew. The urchin grips my fingers with it's spines. It digs the spines deeper in my fingers, and my mom has to yank them out. My finger is dotted with holes.
Part 4: My mom, Barium, and I are at a place similar to Sea Ranch. Our rental house's living room is right on the beach and the wall facing the beach has glass windows and sliding doors. There is a storm and the waves are climbing higher and higher. It gets to the point where they're crashing against the glass door. I'm standing there, watching a turtle as it is pulled closer to the glass. I really like this turtle for some reason. Unfortunately, it's losing it's strength as it tries to battle the fierce waves. My mom comes over and tells me I need to save it before it hits the glass. I tell her that I'm not sure that I want to, because of the stormy condition.
Right after I say that, the turtle crashes into the window with a sickening crunching sound. It's neck breaks and it floats away, limp. I turn around and cry.
Part 5: Mom, Barium, and I walk to a beach. The storm is over. Barium and my mom step into the water. I call out, "Careful, there might be a shark there!" As I finish saying this, a huge eight foot shark swims away from my mom and brother. My mom steps back, smiling, but her eyes are tense with fear. Barium comes out too, slowly.
I turn around and see a snake dart out of the grass and towards Barium. I yell, "Barium, move! There are snakes everywhere!" He jerks back, and we can see snakes lying in the water. We watch the snake slither into the ocean. Barium jumps back in. My mom tells him to get out and we walk back home.
When we enter our home, there's an odd sound. Barium has to go to his piano lesson, so he's getting his books together. That sound ends up being a cicadaish bug. I'm scared, so I ask Mom if I can come along with them to Barium's lesson. She agrees, but she's not happy. I hurry to gather school work that I can do while I'm there, and she is yelling at me. I grab the laptop and shove it in the bag. Finally, we leave.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Dream 7, last night
First part: Kids from MCGT are at a party. Jaques, Josh H., Ellie, Vadskye, Hannah, Matthew, and a bunch of other people I didn't put a name to were there. I walk into the house, and Vadskye has a new haircut. It's kind of a mixture of Josh Groban and Daniel Radcliffe in HP #4, but it looks good on him.
Vadskye, Ellie, and I walk into a huge room. I've been here in a dream before. It's kind of like a swamp in the center, and there's water in a moat around the swamp. It's an odd but refreshing place and it smells great. To our right Josh H. and Matthew are commanding some other kids. It doesn't look fun. To our left is Jaques. We three jump in. Vadskye and Ellie head over to Matthew and Josh H. while I say hi to Jaques.
"Hi Jaques! Good to see you," I say.
"Hello," he replies, looking at a plant.
"You want to hear a joke?" I ask. When he says sure, I continue, "Okay. There was a schizophrenic guy who walked into a psychologist's office wearing only saran wrap. The psychologist took one look at him and said, 'Clearly, I can see you're nuts.'" I grin.
He looks at me blankly. "I don't get it." So I try to explain it to him, but inside I'm puzzled because Jaques is the type of person that understands and likes jokes. After a while I leave and go look around the swamp.
Vadskye is sitting on his knees. I go over and say, "Hey, your hair looks really good."
"I know," he says, looking worried. "Thanks."
Something's going on with Matthew, Josh H, and their little group. I don't want Vadskye to go join them, so I show him how to jump in the air, do the breast stroke like in swimming, and kind of fly. He still looks upset or worried.
Stuff deleted.
Part two: I am with my Aunt Jennis and she's telling me how she met Uncle Palmer.
Stuff deleted.
Part three: I am Maximum Ride, with my flock, and at a beach! Stuff goes on. Iggy carves something into a tree. Then Angel and I put on glasses and pretend to be blind people who can cut hair. We give makeovers to each other and a crowd builds around us, watching. Then this man with a young boy comes over and says, "You're my daughter."
"How do you know?" my Max self asks.
"Because I have enchilada's, beans, juice, and candy in my shopping bag," he replies. The boy looks at me with haunting eyes, kind of like William.
Vadskye, Ellie, and I walk into a huge room. I've been here in a dream before. It's kind of like a swamp in the center, and there's water in a moat around the swamp. It's an odd but refreshing place and it smells great. To our right Josh H. and Matthew are commanding some other kids. It doesn't look fun. To our left is Jaques. We three jump in. Vadskye and Ellie head over to Matthew and Josh H. while I say hi to Jaques.
"Hi Jaques! Good to see you," I say.
"Hello," he replies, looking at a plant.
"You want to hear a joke?" I ask. When he says sure, I continue, "Okay. There was a schizophrenic guy who walked into a psychologist's office wearing only saran wrap. The psychologist took one look at him and said, 'Clearly, I can see you're nuts.'" I grin.
He looks at me blankly. "I don't get it." So I try to explain it to him, but inside I'm puzzled because Jaques is the type of person that understands and likes jokes. After a while I leave and go look around the swamp.
Vadskye is sitting on his knees. I go over and say, "Hey, your hair looks really good."
"I know," he says, looking worried. "Thanks."
Something's going on with Matthew, Josh H, and their little group. I don't want Vadskye to go join them, so I show him how to jump in the air, do the breast stroke like in swimming, and kind of fly. He still looks upset or worried.
Stuff deleted.
Part two: I am with my Aunt Jennis and she's telling me how she met Uncle Palmer.
Stuff deleted.
Part three: I am Maximum Ride, with my flock, and at a beach! Stuff goes on. Iggy carves something into a tree. Then Angel and I put on glasses and pretend to be blind people who can cut hair. We give makeovers to each other and a crowd builds around us, watching. Then this man with a young boy comes over and says, "You're my daughter."
"How do you know?" my Max self asks.
"Because I have enchilada's, beans, juice, and candy in my shopping bag," he replies. The boy looks at me with haunting eyes, kind of like William.
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