Mon May 08, 2006 9:09 pm
i had a dream last night that i turned up to my exam only to be told that it happened the day before and that i missed it.
Thu May 11, 2006 11:23 pm
This is a bit violent - hope that's okay. 
I dreamt a few nights ago that I was at Elliott Smith's high school (for those who don't know, he was an absolutely brilliant musician who died in '03 - *points to signature*). Somehow I had travelled back in time and he was there at about age fifteen, eating lunch with a bunch of friends in the cafeteria. I went over and talked to them, and for some reason they didn't think it was at all odd that some random girl they'd never met was suddenly having a conversation with them. I really wanted to say something meaningful to Elliott, but he was just a kid and if I'd said anything relating to his later life he wouldn't have understood. Yes, I actually did that much thinking in the dream.
So anyhow, after chatting for awhile, I got hungry and decided to go get some food. I got in line, then noticed that people were freaking out. Some kid had walked into the cafeteria with a gun and was threatening people with it. He hadn't shot anyone yet, but clearly it was a bad situation.
The guy next to me in line also turns out to have a gun, which he hands to me, telling me to shoot at the other kid before he hurts someone. I've never shot a handgun, and I had no idea why he was asking *me* to do this, but I got a clear line of vision and shot.
Of course, I missed by a mile. The guy noticed, turned, and shot me in the stomach. It didn't so much hurt as feeling really uncomfortable, but I couldn't stand it and ended up lying there on the floor... dying, I suppose.
Another nearby person who also happened to be armed handed me a knife and told me I might as well kill myself since I was dying anyhow. Somehow, he was being friendly by doing this. Anyhow, I took the knife and slit my throat. Again, it didn't hurt, but my neck and the rest of my body went numb and kind of warm.
That was the end of the dream, but the strange thing is, that same night a friend of mine dreamed that I was murdered with a crowbar. Weird, no?
I dreamt a few nights ago that I was at Elliott Smith's high school (for those who don't know, he was an absolutely brilliant musician who died in '03 - *points to signature*). Somehow I had travelled back in time and he was there at about age fifteen, eating lunch with a bunch of friends in the cafeteria. I went over and talked to them, and for some reason they didn't think it was at all odd that some random girl they'd never met was suddenly having a conversation with them. I really wanted to say something meaningful to Elliott, but he was just a kid and if I'd said anything relating to his later life he wouldn't have understood. Yes, I actually did that much thinking in the dream.
So anyhow, after chatting for awhile, I got hungry and decided to go get some food. I got in line, then noticed that people were freaking out. Some kid had walked into the cafeteria with a gun and was threatening people with it. He hadn't shot anyone yet, but clearly it was a bad situation.
The guy next to me in line also turns out to have a gun, which he hands to me, telling me to shoot at the other kid before he hurts someone. I've never shot a handgun, and I had no idea why he was asking *me* to do this, but I got a clear line of vision and shot.
Of course, I missed by a mile. The guy noticed, turned, and shot me in the stomach. It didn't so much hurt as feeling really uncomfortable, but I couldn't stand it and ended up lying there on the floor... dying, I suppose.
Another nearby person who also happened to be armed handed me a knife and told me I might as well kill myself since I was dying anyhow. Somehow, he was being friendly by doing this. Anyhow, I took the knife and slit my throat. Again, it didn't hurt, but my neck and the rest of my body went numb and kind of warm.
That was the end of the dream, but the strange thing is, that same night a friend of mine dreamed that I was murdered with a crowbar. Weird, no?
Fri May 12, 2006 5:01 am
Nani wrote:This is a bit violent - hope that's okay.
I dreamt a few nights ago that I was at Elliott Smith's high school (for those who don't know, he was an absolutely brilliant musician who died in '03 - *points to signature*). Somehow I had travelled back in time and he was there at about age fifteen, eating lunch with a bunch of friends in the cafeteria. I went over and talked to them, and for some reason they didn't think it was at all odd that some random girl they'd never met was suddenly having a conversation with them. I really wanted to say something meaningful to Elliott, but he was just a kid and if I'd said anything relating to his later life he wouldn't have understood. Yes, I actually did that much thinking in the dream.
So anyhow, after chatting for awhile, I got hungry and decided to go get some food. I got in line, then noticed that people were freaking out. Some kid had walked into the cafeteria with a gun and was threatening people with it. He hadn't shot anyone yet, but clearly it was a bad situation.
The guy next to me in line also turns out to have a gun, which he hands to me, telling me to shoot at the other kid before he hurts someone. I've never shot a handgun, and I had no idea why he was asking *me* to do this, but I got a clear line of vision and shot.
Of course, I missed by a mile. The guy noticed, turned, and shot me in the stomach. It didn't so much hurt as feeling really uncomfortable, but I couldn't stand it and ended up lying there on the floor... dying, I suppose.
Another nearby person who also happened to be armed handed me a knife and told me I might as well kill myself since I was dying anyhow. Somehow, he was being friendly by doing this. Anyhow, I took the knife and slit my throat. Again, it didn't hurt, but my neck and the rest of my body went numb and kind of warm.
That was the end of the dream, but the strange thing is, that same night a friend of mine dreamed that I was murdered with a crowbar. Weird, no?
I read somewhere that dieing in your dreams means you'll live longer! Irony! Dontcha just love it?!!?
Well I dreamnt that I was late for our organization group pictures for the annual and I was actually incredibly early! That's happened a lot lately!
Fri May 12, 2006 4:40 pm
I dreamed that me, my mom and my manager at work were in a big building at night. It was raining and my manager had gone...well, crazy. She had totally lost the plot and was ranting and raving about things that were just really strange. She was sitting on the floor and then got up really fast and said that she needed to speak to me.
"I need to speak to you so I'm going to go into the other room and phone you."
That's honestly what she said. She went into another room and my phone went off. I answered it and she started to speak to me.
"Why are you phoning me when you can speak to me in person?" I said. "I'm right here!"
For some reason, the conversation ended abruptly and me and my mom knew that my manager had gone insane and so we quickly went outside where it was pouring with rain, just to get away from her.
I woke up then.
"I need to speak to you so I'm going to go into the other room and phone you."
That's honestly what she said. She went into another room and my phone went off. I answered it and she started to speak to me.
"Why are you phoning me when you can speak to me in person?" I said. "I'm right here!"
For some reason, the conversation ended abruptly and me and my mom knew that my manager had gone insane and so we quickly went outside where it was pouring with rain, just to get away from her.
I woke up then.
Codestone mayhem
Sun May 14, 2006 6:29 pm
Oddest dream I had, right last night. It was short and simple, Yet so confusing.
There were new codestones out, And I collected them all, for training and/or selling. Upon sight, They were these names; In order-
Scratchcard Codestone
Diaper Codestone
Spammer Codestone
Smilie Codestone
And then I woke up. Man, I must never eat 5 Firecrackers before bed.
There were new codestones out, And I collected them all, for training and/or selling. Upon sight, They were these names; In order-
Scratchcard Codestone
Diaper Codestone
Spammer Codestone
Smilie Codestone
And then I woke up. Man, I must never eat 5 Firecrackers before bed.
Sun May 14, 2006 8:22 pm
And/or get off the computer once in a while.
Sun May 14, 2006 8:34 pm
I had an odd Lost dream last night. I dreamt that Boone was alive and him and Locke were in the hatch and then Boone stabbed Locke with a spear and he died and everybody was sad 
I woke up thinking it was real actually, lol.
I woke up thinking it was real actually, lol.
Tue May 16, 2006 12:49 am
Last night I had a dream that me and my parents went to a night club and there was a bar with hanging treadmills behind it and I go on one and there was a lady and two fat guys next to me on treadmills also and then the bar tender was all, "Dance!" and then he started singing "Feel Good Inc." and I started dancing on the hanging treadmill.
Tue May 16, 2006 1:14 am
Well I am actually going to be a bridesmaid in 2 weeks, so last night I dreamt that I had really bad tan lines for the strapless dress and I had no color on my face. So I bought a bronzer the day before the wedding and was trying it out and I was putting too much on and it looked like I had put black paint on my face......Then I started to panic, screaming "TOO MUCH, TOO MUCH"
Hehe, crazy!
Hehe, crazy!
Tue May 16, 2006 7:36 pm
One time, I had a dream that if you said the word "water", this guy would come and shoot you with this huge laser gun. My friend and I were the only ones who knew, and we were running around to different places and trying to warn other people, but we couldn't say water, either, or we would get shot. The first place we went to was a water park, where we kept saying stuff like "Don't say wa-" and a boy said "Water?" and the guy popped out of nowhere, and this huge blue laser shot the boy. We also went to a supermarket, and I warned the people by spelling out w-a-t-e-r, but my friend and I were still afraid he would come and kill us, so we took one of my parent's really old cars that we don't even own anymore, and we drove back to my house. He didn't come after us, though. I also remember being in my room, and Becky from the show Full House was in there, and the guy drove up to my house in a minivan, and so I told her to hide under my bed, and another smaller bed showed up and I hid under the covers of it. He walked into my room, and he started feeling where I was under the covers, but he didn't take the covers off, and he eventually walked out of the room. I got really freaked out when I woke up, though. I was afraid to say "water" because I thought he was still going to come and shoot me. 
Wed May 17, 2006 8:11 am
"water"
Wed May 17, 2006 6:40 pm
Keylia wrote:"water"
...interesting. o_o;;
I don't remember...but somehow, I think it was Magical Trevor themed! ARGH.
Thu May 25, 2006 12:37 pm
I guess this isn't really a strange dream, but I had a dream that my cell phone was broken, and when I went to the store to fix it, they said it was going to cost $300 to fix it. So I got mad and left the store. When I woke up, the dream felt so real that I thought, "okay, I'll just head to the store and buy a new phone because that'll be cheaper than getting this one fixed." But then I saw my phone was fine and remembered it was a dream.
Thu May 25, 2006 6:49 pm
I once dreamt disneyland got bought by google, seriously 
they changed it to "Googleland" and it said really big "Google", the first "o" was the entrance, the second one was the exit and all the attractions were google themed
they changed it to "Googleland" and it said really big "Google", the first "o" was the entrance, the second one was the exit and all the attractions were google themed
Thu May 25, 2006 7:42 pm
I dreamt that a guy was going to be hanged in my back garden, but we looked out of my bedroom window and Winnie the Pooh was swinging slowly back and forth from the noose in the rain. Obviously, the guy celebrated more than a little as he couldn't be hanged. He did this until it stopped raining and Winnie the Pooh was about to be cut down - but then I woke up.