2. ANOTHER SEQUEL DREAM!!! I really must find out the term for this. Although, if I'm being honest, I don't remember either dream very well and they weren't so much sequels. In the second one, I am talking with a person I met in the first one (and who actually exists. I see him in the halls at school sometimes.). We are discussing where I know him from. I basically recount the first dream. Unfortunately, this is all I really remember.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Several dreams from several nights
1. Sitting at home, playing video games. My brother is watching and my mother is in the next room washing dishes. She asks where my viola is and I remind her that I leave it at school on Mondays and Thursdays (FACT!) and that it was a Monday (Also fact. This was a Monday night.). She tells me I shouldn't do that because the club that meets in the orchestra room might steal it (FICTION! They meet on Tuesdays.). I tell her that I know the people in that club and could track down whoever took the viola.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
I remembered two, but I forgot one.
I am either going to or leaving school (I think the latter). I am carrying my backpack, my musical instrument, and a box (which was my homework in real life). A friend of mine gives me a (One. 1.) teddy bear. For some reason I now have two teddy bears. One of them looks like one that belongs to my brother, the other like one that my mother has.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Haven't a clue what my dreams were, but I think I have a recurring dream involving soup or that soup is a recurring theme in my dreams. I woke up the other day and forgot my dream, but I remember that it involved soup (I think there was soup being served in the cafeteria of where I attended junior high). It seemed familiar.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
It's been a while...
Okay. I'm at a store with my mother, her fiance, Emily, and Somebody (Male, possibly nearish my age. I haven't a clue who he is, but I dream about him sometimes). The outside of the store says Petco, but the inside is more like Wal-Mart + Lowes + Generic Furniture Store. I don't see anyone else with pets, which worries me, because I have a two mechanical dogs on leashes and a cat. The dogs look and act exactly like real dogs, except they have On-Off switches on their tummies. The smaller of the two dogs has something like a miniature stroller attached to its leash, into which it keeps sitting down, though it never falls behind. I guess the stroller was motorized or something. Every once in a while, the larger dog tries to sit in the stroller, but the little dog pushes it out. I realize I've gotten separated from the rest of the group, but it doesn't worry me. That is, until Emily and Somebody come barrelling up the aisle I'm standing in. Emily is frantically screaming and Somebody has a sign (I guess he doesn't talk). Both of them are effectively communicating (written as seen on Somebody's sign) "RUN!!! HIDE IN THE FLOORING DEPARTMENT!!!". Being a trusting friend, I ran as fast as is humanly possible with two mechanical dogs and a cat in tow to the flooring department. There, I hid behind a conveniently tipped over couch. The cat had a hairball right in front of me. It was icky, so I threw up a teeny little bit (which is noteworthy because usually my stomach is not that weak). The dogs hid under an adjacent couch. We slept. We woke up, got up, and saw my mother, her fiance, and Emily. And then I woke up.
Upon further reflection, Somebody and the cat were both missing at the end.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I'm at driver's ed. Except it is not the driver's ed building, but OF COURSE IT IS WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. It is a building I think I have been to once like four years ago when my grade went on an overnight field trip to a nature camp thing. This is the sort of room with taxidermied (is that a word? I don't know. I don't think it's a word.) wildlife all over the place. Anyway. After we put on our Driver's Education Uniforms, which we have, they bring food. But it is cupcakes. And we are all "Cupcakes? We don't want no stinking cupcakes!". So Katherine (who is NOT in my driver's ed class, but was there) and I went to find CAKE. Because that is what we all wanted. And we found cake. There were like eight cakes. They were sitting on metal shelves along the walls of the kitchen, but they were frozen. For some reason we could not bring them back, but everyone was happy anyway, except this one boy who IS in my actual driver's ed class and who I had a class with during one semester of school. He was just kinda sitting there with his hands folded on his lap. Aaaaand then I woke up.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Out to dinner with someone male (My brother? My dad? Will? No idea. But he was male.). We were at a place I had been to only once before, a long time ago. My companion orders The Usual. I order something. Apparently it is exactly what I ordered the last time, same words and all because the waiter says "Of course, your usual." The restaurant's memory freaks me out a little.
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