Random things

I was sitting in the driver’s seat of a car in an empty parking lot.  I don’t know what the car looked like.  The car was off, and I was parked in front of a big, brick building that reminded me of a building I’ve been to before to pick up music for orchestra.  I saw Sen walking toward the car, and he got in the passenger seat.  I talked to him for a while.  Something came up about an amusement park, and I thought of a yellow roller coaster.  Then he got out of the car to leave.  I got out, too, to say goodbye to him.

Then I was on the phone with Joan, and we were seeing who could read a scary short story that was assigned for English class better.  I was standing by a big glass wall in an apartment overlooking the city.  The story was a photocopy that the teacher had made.  On the second to last page, there was a short excerpt from a piece of music.  It was a difficult piece of music.  At that point I was aware that I was dreaming because I couldn’t read the music.  That frustrated me.  The story was about a man who went to live with these people and he turned their cat evil so that it attacked it’s owner.  Then i was in the story, and my cat attacked me when I went near his bed.  I was devastated.

Then I was in an elementary school with everyone from my school.  The purpose wasn’t to go to school.  I felt like something bad was happening.  I was sitting at a cafeteria table in a hallway with Michael K.  Andrew walked by with a big group of people.  I turned my head to watch him walk down the hall.  He turned to smile at me.  Later I was talking to him and he asked me if I knew that Michael K and Adam K were the stars of a kid’s TV show when they were little.  I said yes and told him that I had seen the show.  I imagined the show playing on TV.  They were in front of a blue sky backdrop.  One of them had a pink puppet and the other was playing the guitar.

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I feel like my dreams are getting more and more random.  I used to have really concrete dreams about everyday activities, and people would retain their real-life personalities and traits, but now weird stuff seems to be happening.  Maybe it’s because I’m less preoccupied about stuff in real life.

The scene in the beginning with Sen was kind of weird because it was highly reminiscent of last night when I sat in my car with Andrew for a while.  The whole time with Sen in the dream I kind of felt like something was off.  Now that I think about it, what was weirding me out was that it was Sen and not Andrew and that it was night and not day.

College

I had gotten into Ithaca college, and I was there walking around campus.  I had driven my car there; it wasn’t that far from my house.  I had arrived late, so I had trouble finding a parking space.  I just parked my car in the middle of the road so I could get out and look for a space.  I got sidetracked because I started talking to Queenie, but then I got nervous and looked back over at my car.  It was fine.

Then I was walking to my theory class, and I thought how it was weird to think that Phil wouldnt be in my class because he graduated.  (Even though he’s in the same year as me.)  On my way, I saw Aaron, and he asked me what I had.  I told him theory, and he said he had a free, so he’d see me at lunch.

Then I went to an orientation in a big hall.  I walked into a room, and there were a bunch of parents of students sitting in chairs that were facing towards the entrance I came through.  I saw Mrs. P sitting in one of the chairs, and I went over to say hello.  I told her that I was a music major, and she asked me how long I’d been horseback riding.  I thought she was kidding, so I walked in the next room, but they were talking about horseback riding there, too, so I left.

Me riding a horse. JKLOLZ!!

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You know what’s weird?  Throughout the day, one of my most common “daydreams,” if you will, is of me being intensely nervous at my audition and botching it up or getting a rejection letter from a college because of my audition, but when I’m asleep, I never, ever dream about anything like that.  It’s quite strange.  I feel like since I’m such an anxious person I would be inclined to have nervous dreams, but I rarely do.

That’s cool, I guess.  Maybe it means that, deep down, I have the capacity to be a calmer person

Mexico

I was on vacation in Mexico with my parents and Matthew in Mexico.  We were camping on the beach.  It was dusk, and I spotted a huge, yellow decoration type thing.  I don’t really know how to explain it.  It looked like an arch or a roller coaster track made out of really stiff paper.  It spelled out “Happy Birthday Jill.”  My parents and I thought it was really over the top. I remember the image of it against the sky, which looked blue/orange/pink like it always does at dusk.

I kept wondering what part of Mexico we were in because I remembered that Andrew went to Cancun over Christmas break, but I couldn’t ask my parents, because they were elsewhere and I didn’t want to bother them.

Then I was lying in our blue camping tent with my brother.  I told him that I would take a turn feeding the cats that night.  I asked him how many cans they got per night.

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This dream came to an abrupt end when my alarm went off.  Usually I can lie there for a while, my mind will wander back into LaLa Land, and then the dream will end, but I had to jump up and go because I had to go to orchestra XD

So I’ve been graced with yet another pointless dream.  Haha.

The Alien

A car was speeding through a city at night.  The road was empty.  There was a girl standing on the side of the car.  Her long, dirty blonde hair was whipping in her face, which had a very serious and unafraid expression.  In the back seat of the car, there was an alien.  He was shooting blue lasers out the back window.  He looked like Roger from American Dad, except he wasn’t a cartoon; he looked like a realistic depiction of an alien.  He also looked a lot more sinister.

Roger Smith

I wasn’t physically there, but I was watching.  I felt like I was watching an action movie, but I still didn’t want to get further into the dream because I thought it might be too scary.  I made it so that the alien wasn’t a bad guy.  (I made it that way with my actual thoughts; I knew I was dreaming, so I changed the story.)  Suddenly, I was the girl, and I looked up into the sky.  There was a giant army tank flying overhead, and I realized that the alien wasn’t bad; he was just trying to get away from the evil aliens who were trying to hurt him.  The police surrounded the car, and the car skidded to a stop.  I got off the car, picked up the alien and ran into an alleyway.

When I got through the alley and behind the buildings, the dawn was just breaking.  The moon was still out.  I was in a parking lot, and Andrew was standing in the middle of it.  I ran up to him and cried,

“We have to hide him!” In reference to the alien. Andrew said okay, and he led me over to three plastic, gray sheds with green roofs.  He tried to open the first one, and it was locked.  He opened the second one a little bit, but then we heard banging noises in there.  We laughed and moved away from it.  At that point, the alien was no longer in my arms.  Andrew put his hands on my waist, and I put my arms around his neck.  He smiled and said,

“That shed was empty, I just pretended there was a cat in there so he couldn’t go in.”  I was angry for a split second, but then I remembered that it didn’t matter because it was my dream,  I didn’t have to go along with the alien plot, and that I would rather dream about Andrew, and I kissed him briefly on the lips.

Then I was over at Andrew’s house.  Holly and Caroline were there, too.  I was mad because they made it impossible for me to get any alone time with Andrew.  We were in his room, and they were playing a board game.  They wanted me to play, too, but I refused.  I was lying on my stomach on the floor, which was covered in a yellowish brown carpet.  Caroline pulled on my belt loop to try to make me get up and come play with them.  She accidentally made a big rip in the backside.  I was really angry because they were the new skinny jeans I got from Rainbow over Christmas break.  I got up and looked in the full length mirror that was hanging on the closet door, and there were two rips in the butt part; one small one that had already been there, and the big one that Caroline made.  You could see my white underwear really clearly.

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This dream was semi-lucid!  I remember thinking “Man, I don’t like this, this is freaking me out,” and then I thought to myself  “He’s a good alien!” and then he was.  COOL.

I don’t think I’ve ever had a lucid dream before.  In the moment, it feels pretty normal, but then when you wake up, you look back on it and it seems so vivid and weird.  My past few entries have been kind of short and general, but I feel like I remembered a lot more details this time and I remember how I actually felt.

I wonder if I can do it again.  I’m going to try all that stuff that’s supposed to make it easier for you to remember your dreams/have lucid dreams.

Pets

I was in the living room, and I looked outside.  I saw a dangerous-looking, injured dog outside.  He was black and brown with pointy ears.  His mouth and front feet were chained.  I went to the other window and saw an identical dog.  Only his feet were chained, and he kept trying to lick them.  I suggested to my mom that we take him in.  However, as soon as we brought him in the house, I was deathly afraid of him because I thought he was trying to attack me.

Bringing the dog in reminded me that we had taken in another stray pet.  It was a cat that was identical to my other cat, Mistoffelees.

The one on the right is Mistoff <3

I could tell the difference between them by their personalities.  I tested it out by going up to each one of them and trying to guess, and I was right.

Then I switched to a completely different dream in which my friend Olivia and her parents were visiting.  It was nighttime and they had trouble getting up the driveway because it had just snowed.  We had dinner together, played board games, and watched a cartoon movie.  When they left, I was distressed because I  had to clean up.

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I didn’t realize until just now that my dream had two sets of twin domesticated animals.  Noah’s Ark much?

And FYI, Olivia’s father died a while ago, so it was kind of weird waking up and realizing that he’s no longer with us.

Socializing

I was walking around outside my high school with Lili.  We were just talking and trying to find a place to hang out.  I felt as though I was romantically involved with her.  We walked into the auditorium, which I didn’t expect to be unlocked.  It was really dark in there.  Then I wasn’t with Lili anymore;  I was with Andrew.  I turned to him and said “it’s dark,” and he said “that’s okay.”

Then I was ice skating with my friend.

HOLY HELL!!!

We were with a group of parents and their small children.  The rink was circular and small; smaller than the width of a carousel.  There was a short, wide pole in the middle of it.  Kids were skating around and banging into the walls and the middle pole, but they didn’t seem to be getting hurt.  My friend and I looked for skates in a big duffel bag that one of the mothers had brought.  I thought I saw my hiking boots, but it turned out they were just regular shoes that looked like my hiking boots.  Then my friend found a pair of skates that looked like the rental skates at our local ice rink.  He/she (I don’t know who it was) took them.  I found another pair just like it and took it.

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I’m curious as to how Lili found her way into this dream.  CLEARLY this was an Andrew-induced dream because Lili pretty much turned into him and then I started dreaming about ice skating, which I did with Andrew on Friday.  I guess my mind just decided to pick a random person and Lili was the first one to come to my mind.  But I was talking to her about Andrew the other day.

Orchestra

My family was in France, and I was at orchestra.  I stayed afterward to hang out with my friends.  Queenie and Adam were there, even though Adam isn’t really in orchestra.  There were other people there, too.  We were sitting outside in a field with a bunch of dandelion puffs floating around.

Pretty

Adam and I were laughing and talking as though we were actually friends.

Then I went inside, and I was walking up the stairs in a  house.  I was calling my mom on my cell phone to tell her where I was because I forgot to call her earlier.  I was afraid she was going to be mad at me.  I got through to her, but I couldn’t hear her because there was a lot of noise.  I was in a loft, and there were a bunch of other orchestra kids downstairs who I was overlooking.  I lied and told her that Tara said I had to stay late to work  on something.  I couldn’t hear my mom, so I kept yelling “hello?” and calling out to her.  I looked at the phone, and she had hung up, but then I heard her yelling.  I looked down from the loft again, and she was there in the doorway yelling at Matthew.

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Whenever my mom and I converse on the phone, she’s always pissed off for some reason.  It’s to the point where I’m afraid to listen to my voice mail when I know it’s form her XD  Ughhhh, so annoying. :p

Miscellaneous

I was in my 5th and 6th grade homeroom, and Claudia walked in. She told me she was going to paint her eyes red. She pulled out a marker and colored her irises red. When she left, I realized that it wasn’t a special marker for your eyes; it was an expo marker. I wondered if it was safe, so I grabbed on off the whiteboard ledge and tried it on my own eyes. After coloring a small part of it, I got scared and stopped.

Then I was at my mom’s house, and we were packing our stuff to get ready to move to my dad’s house. Then I was at my dad’s house  with him and Matthew.  It was dark and stormy outside, and Matthew was impatiently waiting to get the Master Sword so that he could fight Lord Voldemort.  However, the Master Sword never came.  Matthew was freaking out, and I told him to just go if it was that important to him.  He told me he couldn’t fight Lord Voldemort without the Master Sword.  So then I told him just to not go, and he got mad and said the world was going to end if he didn’t go.  I told him to calm down, and that Dumbledore would take care of it, even though I was a little nervous that the world would end.  Then I walked up the stairs into the loft, and I looked outside.  It looked like a sunrise, and I knew everything was fine, and I felt smug becuase I was right.

What a hottie ;D

Then I was on a swingset with a girl I didn’t know.  She was thin, blonde, and younger than me.  We were on top of a grassy hill, and the sun was setting.  She got off of her swing and started pushing me on the swing.  She pushed me all the way over the top bar, and I didn’t fall off.  Then I got off and we started rolling down the hill together.

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I was sick/drugged last night, so I think that’s where all this odd stuff came from xD

Andrew/College interview

Andrew called me from Mexico and told me that he COULD use the phone because his dad got him a games application on his phone that he would use to chat with me.  He invited me to come over, and so my dad drove me over to his “vacation house.”  We hung out for a while and talked, and then I tried to call my dad to pick me up.  I couldn’t get a hold of him, and I got really scared.

Then I was at school waiting for my turn to have a college interview.  One of the guidance counselors was doing a generic interview of all the college-bound seniors that he was going to send to all the colleges we were applying to.  I was second, after Susy.  I was really nervous, and I really wanted to be closer to last rather than second.  When I went in there, I got really nervous.  When it was over, I felt badly for botching it up.  Then I did another one with a group of kids and another teacher, and that one went better.  I hoped they would send that one as opposed to the other one.

Luka

Susy and I were in a giant room with a high ceiling and shiny wood flooring.  It was filled with lots of toys.  I remember seeing a toy car that kids could ride in.  My dad had just cleaned out the basement, and he found all those toys.  He also found our old cat, Luka.  Her fur looked really bright, and she was smaller than I remembered.  She also had all four legs again.  She was walking around near me, and I kept scratching behind her ears.  She was meowing, but she didn’t seem too thrilled to see me.  Susy told me that it probably wasn’t a good idea to be petting her because she was dead and she’d been in a basement for who knows how long.  I ignored her and kept petting Luka.  I wondered how she’d stayed alive all that time, and then I realized my dad must have been feeding her without telling us.

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I haven’t dreamed about Luka for a very long time.  I used to dream about her a lot for a couple months after she died, but I haven’t even thought about her since.  I loved that cat <3

Lol @ zombie cats