Planes

It was break time from school, and I was traveling to Florida on my own.  I was in the airport in a waiting room near the entrance.  There were a lot of windows and a bunch of black sofas to sit on.  Everything was gray and black.  I went to the counter to buy my tickets form the lady standing there.  she was an older lady, probably inher 50’s.  Her hair was graying, but you could tell that she was a blonde.  She was dressed nicely and wearing makeup.  I had to transfer planes a bunch of times, so she gave me a huge stack of tickets that looked like the bus tickets at the Peter Pan bus station.  I asked her if they were in the right order, and she said yes.  Then I realized I had no idea where I was going, and I got really nervous that I would get lost.

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My next dream was really vivid and elaborate, but I don’t remember most of the story now.  I remember some random details, though.  The dream began like a movie that I was watching; I wasn’t in it.  It was about a boyfriend and a girlfriend and their friends in college and someone was out to get them.  There was a lot of blood, and a lot of people died.  I think the girl died.  Everyone else was cursed so that their bodies were made of sand that disintegrated everything that went on it.  I remember seeing a big, dark city from a bird’s eye view.

Then I became part of the dream.  It was like I was in the girl’s place.  We were supposed to go play at a concert, so we all went to get dressed.  I was in a dim room with white walls… It just looked like a normal bedroom.  I was trying things on from my closet, but then I remembered I couldn’t wear clothes without ruining them.  Then for some reason I thought that the whole sand thing wasn’t actually real, and it wasn’t.   Then I was in my dorm with the boy.  We were in bed together, curled up under the covers.  We were both really happy to be together.

Locked

I was walking around a series of rooms.  The walls were white, but it was dim, so they looked bluish.  I was inside one of those escape the room games.  I found a locked door.  I thought about the key was;  I knew where it was.  I thought Evan would find it and come get me, but he never did.

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Then I was with Andrew.  We were in the dark, and I had my head in his lap.  He hung his head and told me that he’s over me, and that he has been for a long time.

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Then I was walking out of the bathroom in my old house.  My mom’s room was across the hall where Matthew’s room was in real life.  Her door was open.  There were two beds on either side of the room.  She was lying in one with the covers on.  The hallway light was on because it was night time.  I asked her what was going on, and she said my dad was calling the police because he heard someone playing with the lock.  I saw a weird looking creature on the other bed.  It had a face like a Furby or a Gremlin, and it had two long, furry arms that came out of either side of it’s head like pigtails.  It’s hands were bare, though.  They kind of looked like monkey arms.  It had yellow eyes and was covered in  coarse black and white fur.  It didn’t have legs.  It walked on it’s arms.  I asked my mom what it was, and she said she didn’t know, but they had been infesting her room lately.

I saw a small, shiny blue car pull into our driveway.  In it was a woman with coiffed hair that was dyed red.  I asked my mom who it was, and she said she didn’t know.  Then I heard police sirens and saw the red and blue lights in the window.  I went back to bed even though I was too nervous to sleep.

The next day, I walked into my mom’s room to ask her about what happened the night before.  I saw what looked like a little blue kitten on the bed across from her.  It was stretching.  I was about to ask where it came form, but then I realized it was another one of those weird creatures.  Then, I went outside.  There was snow on the ground, and the sky was overcast.  Our yard looked like outside my middle school without the blacktop and swing sets.  I was walking to a certain part of the yard, and I saw a strange man in our yard.  He was wearing a black pea coat and had gray hair that was thinning.  He had a spray bottle with blue liquid in it and was spraying plants in our yard.  My heart started pounding.  (I’m pretty sure it was pounding in real life, too.)  I went as quietly as I could over to my brother and my dad who were in the yard.  I tried to whisper to my dad that there was a guy in our yard, but I was so out of breath that I couldn’t get it out properly and he couldn’t understand me.

I woke up.

Tsunami

I was lying on the beach with Gillian and Rachel.  We were lying on our stomachs.  We were on the shore so that the tide didn’t reach us.  We were arguing about what we were going to do that day.  Rachel and I wanted to go for a hike in the woods, but Gillian didn’t like that idea because the skies were gray.  My perspective was such that I could see nothing but a patch of sky.  It was like a fixed lense… Like when you look through binoculars with one eye.  It was, in fact, gray.  The clouds were dark and swirling.  They cleared for a moment to reveal blue sky and puffy clouds.  At that moment, I argued to Gillian that the weather was nice, so we SHOULD go for a hike.  As soon as I said that, the sky went stormy again, and she said that was a bad idea.  All of a sudden, the tide came up and the waves started lapping up over us.  I saw Gillian lying next to me.  The waves increased in size very quickly until a towering wave loomed over us.  We all faced the ground and held our breath as the wave crashed over us.  This happened a few times until I woke up from my dream.

Holy hell...

Jail

Sarah and I were in a jail at SUNY Potsdam.  Another felon came in to visit us a lot.  He was a thin, middle aged man with black hair.  He looked like Kevin Corrigan.  I asked him if we would be able to get out and go to college, and he said probably because we were good kids.  The room was rectangular with stone walls and floors, one window, and one door.  There was a big, wooden table in the middle of the room.

Later I was walking outside on the campus with my dad and I told him I had gotten into SUNY Potsdam.  He said that was great.  It was really sunny outside and the grass was really green.

New g/f

I was looking at my friend’s profile page on Facebook, and I saw that he was listed as “in a relationship,” with the girl he had recently gotten together with.  I clicked on her profile page and realized that I knew.  She was an Asian girl with dark skin.  Her profile p icture was a picture from the shoulders up, and she had her mouth open.  It looked like a webcam picture.  I was happy to come to the conclusion that I was skinnier than her.  I also decided that it was arguable that I was prettier.

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I don’t know why I had this dream.  I’ve always had a pseudo crush on this kid.  (Pseudo means NOT REALLY haha.)  He broke up with his girlfriend shortly after I got together with my boyfriend, and I got a big kick out of that.  Even though I’m super happy with my boyfriend, I still felt the tiniest bit of disappointment when he told me he got together with this girl. I don’t feel badly or anything, though, I don’t really care xD

Snow

It was snowing really hard.  I looked out my window, and the ground was already completely covered in it.  I was happy because I thought I probably wouldn’t have school today.

Later I was at school by the lockers.  Bene was there.  She was wearing a red zip-up sweater, jeans, and black boots.

I'm ready, I'm ready, I want those BOOTS.

She looked a lot thinner than the last time I saw her.  She was standing with her back to me, facing the lockers and getting her stuff.  I told her she looked great, and she said “No I don’t.”  I was worried that she was having an eating disorder.

Then I was at the movies or a party or something.  I was with Andrew.  We were on a big balcony overlooking a show with lots of colorful, neon lights.  We sat down, and he hugged me and kissed me.

The Party

It was Easter and my friends and I wanted to get together for a party.  It was night time, and I was driving home in the car with my parents and Matthew.  My mom was driving.  On the way, we passed Miguel’s house.  It was white, really big and nice, and it was all lit up.  He was walking on the side of the road.  We stopped so I could talk to him.  I asked him if we could all come over to his house for a party, and he said okay.

Then I was on his doorstep.  I felt badly for inviting myself over and for arriving early, so I didn’t ring the doorbell.  I just went inside and laid down on the welcome mat.  To my left, there were a few pairs of shoes lined up by the door.  Straight ahead of me was the kitchen, and on either side were living spaces.  I had my iPod in my hand and my headphones in, but I wasn’t listening.

A while later, he came down to answer the door for me, but I was already there.  He said hello, and he said that everybody had already arrived.  It turns out it was a surprise party for my birthday, not an Easter party.  Everyone appeared.  I don’t remember any distinct people except Andrew.  We all went into the living room to the right.  There were multi-colored balloons in there.  I still felt badly for imposing.

At the end of the party, I went to go say thank you to Miguel’s mom, who was sitting in the dining room talking to my mom.  There was a plate of brownies on the table.  I wanted one, but I decided not to have one.  My mom and Miguel’s mom were sitting on either side of a small, two-person table.

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I’m hackin’ pissed that this wasn’t a lucid dream.  If I’d had known I was dreaming, I would have eaten that whole plate of brownies.

My anole lizard

I got my anole lizard, Tiamat, back, even though she died when I was eight.I made a little cardboard house for her on the floor.  It was painted purple and blue.  My mom wasn’t happy that I had her again, and she told me to make sure she didn’t get lost in the house.  I wasn’t worried about losing her.  I had some sort of tracking device to see where she was when she was under and in things.

Later I took her to school.  I kept having to find her with the tracking device.  I left and came back after a while, and I was walking by the stairwell near the cafeteria, and there were a bunch of people in the hallway, including Ciara and Abigail, and Tiamat was squished flat on the floor.  Someone had stepped on her and she died.  I wanted to cry.  I said “this is the second time [that she died],” and Ciara sort of laughed.  I left and came back again, and Ciara, Abigail, and a couple other girls had taped Tiamat down to the floor with a giant piece of clear tape to that she was laminated to the ground.  They drew flowers on it and wrote “Here lies Tiffany.”  Abigail told me they had decided her name was Tiffany.  I told her that her name wasn’t Tiffany, it was Tiamat.

There was also a part of the dream with Andrew and his family.  Andrew’s mom was talking about the plot of a movie and she seemed slightly upset by the way the story went.  That triggered a “memory,” from “real life,” about Mike saying that Andrew’s entire family, including their dogs, looked exactly alike.  The dogs were little and brown.  (This wasn’t a real memory, but in the dream I thought it was.  Also, Andrew only has one dog, and he’s actually big and orange.)

Throughout the dream, I kept thinking about blogging about the dream and about the picture I was going to post with it.  I decided that the obvious choice would be to find a picture of an anole lizard and post that.  So here it is:

Mine wasn't so green. She was more brownish.

Our house

I was walking up a hill towards a town center or strip mall of some sort with Susy.  We were walking on the sidewalk.  The city was pretty busy.

Then I was playing a computer game where someone was in a room and you had to wake him up.  It was like one of those point and click escape games.  I’m pretty sure the guy may have been a gorilla or an animal of some sort.

Aww!

I could hear him snoring.  He was sleeping under a blanket.  I was clicking around and I found a secret switch that changed the entire room around.  A new doorway appeared.  I walked through, and I was in my mom’s house.  (Which doesn’t exist yet.  We’re not moving out until summer.)  It was a really nice house with lots of rooms and pretty furnishings.  I found Matthew’s room.  It was painted blue and the bed, which was positioned in the middle of the room, had blue sheets.  There was a brown desk with a lamp on it that illuminated the whole room.  Then I found my room.  It was dark and it was the smallest room in the house.  I was really upset and angry, but I decided not to say anything.

The White Room

I was in a big, white, institution-looking room  with a bunch of people, including Kiara and Tim.  Tim was in charge of things, and Kiara was just there with me.  I had a really bad feeling about what was going on.  We were all taking pills to have lives in our minds.  (Like in The Matrix.)

Pwnage.

Kiara was excited about being able to do whatever she wanted in ther little world.  She was talking to me while she was in her fantasy.  She was moving her hands around and smiling.  I just felt really distressed about the whole thing.  I couldn’t swallow the pills because they were huge, plus I was really scared to be detached from reality.  I also felt really uneasy sitting in a room full of people who were pretty much unconscious.  There were rows of long, white tables that everyone was sitting at while they were in their little mind-worlds.  They all had red, blue, and white pills in front of them.  I was the only one besides Tim who was still in reality.  He was standing to the side by a glass wall that showed another white room that was empty.  He was overseeing everything.  I felt weird asking him for help.