Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Dreams from March 15, 2010:
I was at home with two of my friends and my brother and sister. I looked out the window and saw a tornado. I yelled for everyone to run to the basement. My friends went downstairs. I called for my brother because I couldn't find him. My sister got mad because I was looking for my brother instead of her. Then she refused to go in the basement until she finished putting on her makeup.
Dreams from March 2, 2010:
I dreamt I was at my uncle's house with my friends. We were exploring the house, and we kept finding secret rooms that we never knew about before. We went down to the basement and there was a dim green glow and a fog that approached us. We realized that these were angry ghosts. My friends ran upstairs, but when I tried to run, the ghosts caught me. I became paralyzed, and I tried to scream but no sound came out. It was later revealed that there was an old anvil in the basement, and many ancient ghosts still used it to do their work. No one could enter the basement anymore because the ghosts were too powerful.
Dreams from February 26, 2010:
I was walking in my dream and came across a zigzag path that was hard to pass through with my friend I didn't know of. I passed through it and came to walk on top of tortoises that were marching towards me in long lines and strides like snakes I could not imagine. On top of these tortoises running water that was too slippery was just flowing on them as I kept jumping and jumping on top of these tortoises until I was past them. I later found myself in a my former primary school. And that ends my dream.
Note:Any true meaning of this please leave a comment
Note:Any true meaning of this please leave a comment
02/23/2010
I dreamed that my friend wanted to talk to me. She was very upset because someone said she was overweight, and I had to calm her down so she could go back to work.
02/21/2010
I dreamt that my friend was telling something to me and for a moment he kissed me. I kissed him too. I asked him to tell me the story but no more kisses.
Notes: Age 16, and this boy that I saw in my dream is my friend. I love him but like a good friend. I can't feel more things for him. He is only my friend.
Notes: Age 16, and this boy that I saw in my dream is my friend. I love him but like a good friend. I can't feel more things for him. He is only my friend.
Dreams from February 20, 2010:
In my dream I saw my mom who was dead a year ago. She was not so intimate to me. I saw a friend who was not so close to me - she gave birth to twin children.
Dreams from February 13, 2010:
I was in a school where people could do magic. Somehow this was unrelated to Harry Potter. Some other girl from the school transported us to a location on a map that looked like a big swirly desert. When we actually arrived it was a room upstairs in a house. Me and my friend both had cameras and were taking pictures while spying on another family out the window and their child. The girl who transported us had a boyfriend who arrived at the house. He was very upset we were with her. I started taking pictures which was some how mocking him and we ended up fighting. When we walked out of the house to leave and be teleported back I realized it was the house I grew up in. Then I woke up.
Dreams from February 8, 2010:
I dreamt I was a gym teacher or something. I had to split up a bunch of kids into teams for bowling. Eventually I got bored and left. I ended up helping a friend build a house out in the woods which eventually turned into his actual house in a neighborhood. Some random dog got inside and made a mess on the floor. The neighbors started shooting at us, and the police said they couldn't do anything about it, and I woke up.
02/08/2010
I was sitting on the floor at a restaurant. I was thinking back to when my band played at that restaurant and how it was a bad choice of venue in retrospect. Then I was in my basement with some friends and we were arguing about movies. We ended up discovering that Star Wars was made by Disney, and we thought "Yes! It all makes sense now!"
02/08/2010
I was walking home through a large neighborhood with some friends. I decided that it would be okay to take a shortcut by climbing over one of the houses (apparently I could jump up to the roof with a running start). The roof was wet and I fell off. When I tried again, the roof was icy and I slid off. The owners of the house saw me do this, so my friends and I jumped into three cars and drove off. It was nighttime now, and I was driving the third car at very high speeds. Suddenly, I was aware that none of our cars had any lights (headlights, brake lights, etc), which made for a terrifying nighttime drive. For some reason we parked at a giant hospital, and then I woke up.
Dreams from February 7, 2010:
Even though I had just graduated from college, I had to go back and retake some high school math classes at two different high schools. The first class didn't make much sense - I think we watched Jurassic Park. Then I went to the second math class, at the second school, and the teacher was an old friend of mine. At first I was surprised, but then I remembered that he was a teacher (even though in reality he isn't). Also, I'm a teacher, and one of my students was in this class with me, which was awkward. Then the principle came in and reprimanded the teacher for calling people gay. Finally that class was done, but for some reason I needed to find the main office. This became difficult as I was lost and I kept picking up heavy objects along the way, including several guitars, an amplifier, and a bag full of weights. I had several strange conversations along the way, and I never did find the office.
02/07/2010
First I was at a mine where the miners had to hold on to a conveyor belt to get home. Someone threw a kitten on the belt to try to get one of the miners to let go, but someone saved it and gave it to me. I named it something ridiculous. The second one wasn't so lucky. Then I was in a mall and I realized that I had some sunglasses that weren't mine on my face - I had stolen them! I tried to figure out where to bring them back to so that no one would notice they were gone. I couldn't find the store, and at some point the glasses disappeared. Then I'm in a gondola going up hill with a girl I know and a strange older man. I'm explaining to him about a sternum rub and how it is used on comatose patients. He wonders why it hurts so much and I try to explain the blood supply to the area. I don't remember him understanding it. But we talked about playing rec soccer and I remember having massive blisters on my feet.
Tags:
Cats,
Conversation,
Disappearing,
Friends,
Gondola,
Mall,
Mine,
Stealing,
Stranger,
Sunglasses
02/07/2010
I'm a 10 y/o boy (specifically modeled after Owen Meany in A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving if you've read it) and my friend and I need to get to a particular drug store that is across town. My friend finds this super old cop to give us a ride, saying that if you tap him on the shoulder he will drive, and if you tap him again he will stop. All we have to do is supply directions. We get to the drugstore and my friend waits in the car. I notice the 20-something y/o girl at the counter is cute. I can't find what I need but I take the opportunity to show her how smart I am by explaining the difference between a man and a woman's brain. It boiled down to men being very concrete and women being able to think abstractly, though I remember calling it "stupidly abstract".
02/06/2010
I was in a car with my brother when I pulled out a gun. Then my brother began to tell me I had to shoot this guy who was my friend, but apparently if I didn't shoot him I would be shot. So I went into the house and saw a teenage boy siting in front of a large box. He was praying, but I don't know why. I went around the corner and saw the man I was supposed to shoot. I hid the gun behind my back and then backed away. I decided I could not go threw with it. I went back out to the car. Then I woke up.
02/02/2010
I dreamt that I was showing a big gold flat chain to my friends. While they were looking at it I found two more small chains stuck into that big one which the shop keeper I bought it from hadn't seen.
Notes: Age 39, Female, Muslim, Bangalore, India
Notes: Age 39, Female, Muslim, Bangalore, India
02/01/2010
I was browsing through the Internet and I got a phone call from one of my really close friends. She said that she saw my significant other with someone else and that I shouldn't freak out. Then she told me that he slept with one my close girlfriends but knowingly he was a gay individual. I didn't understand. I told him before that's what I was always afraid of. I ran out of my house, tears falling down my face. I ran for miles and I didn't even look behind me. Then I realized I was hit by a car. Dead, I found out it was the man who asked to be with for the rest of my life chasing and begging me to come back home with him.
Dreams from January 30, 2010:
I was in my friend’s concrete basement. I told my brother to go shovel the snow. Then my friends tied off my arm and injected me with drugs, though I didn’t resist. They specifically said it was Tryptophan, but it made me energized and euphoric/manic. While I was in that state, we watched an educational video about the job market and economic downturn. My friend’s dad came down and told us that the TVs at my house are cheap because they would not be big enough to adequately fill the Grand Canyon. I then put on a Snuggie and pretended I was a shark. Somehow I ended up on a log in a swamp at night with my friend’s family. As they paddled, the front of the log kept dipping into the water along with me. We were ambushed by crocodiles near a swamp-side house. Everyone else jumped onto the house’s deck, but I was stuck hanging off of the side. My friend’s dad kept telling me not to roll because it would cause the crocodiles to bite me and go into a death roll. Then I woke up.
01/30/2010
I bring a friend to my wrestling practice to show him what it is like. I arrive to see people with books spread out studying on the mat. I ask the coach what all these people are doing. He reminds me that it's Sunday. I say "yea, but there is practice on Sundays." He responds with "Yea that's Sunday mornings, this is Sunday night." ...ok, but why is it a library on Sunday nights...?
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