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Monday, May 1, 2006

10:38PM - Crazy

I had the most amazing dream last night. It starts out a little cheesy and corny, but somehow manages to end up profound. (If I don't say so myself).

I had to infiltrate a building and find . . . something, I don't really remember what, or who sent me, or why. I had to swim up the building along some kind of man made lake. Actually more like a really long, tiled, lit pool. Eventually the "pool" opened up into a huge fountain area in front of the house. Then, somehow the dream changed, and I was using a machine to help me swim, which propelled me forward at something like 80 miles an hour. I went over one of the fountain jets, and the force of it propelled me up into the air, onto the roof of the house. The roof was trapped, and depending where I stepped, I could tell something was about to happen. Luckily my reflexes were miraculously fast enough to avoid all the danger.

I broke into the house, and began to explore it, floor by floor. On each floor I met different people, all who were also trying to find that same thing I was (whatever it was), and all of them helped me in some way. Eventually, I reached some type of chute, which I slid down, and ended up in the basement. There, I met up with the owner of the house, and his brutes, who had already managed to capture all the other people I had met throughout the house.

The owner pointed to a timer, which was set for 30 minutes, and said that if I wasn't able to locate the thing I was looking for in that amount of time, I, and all the people I met in the house would be killed.

I wen't back to exploring the house floor by floor. Somehow, after exploring each floor, I would return to the basement, where I would tell the people I'd met what I'd found on each floor, and they would analyze it, to help me find whatever it was that we were looking for. I would then be somehow propelled up to the next floor I had to explore by some type of spring system covered in magazines, which I would stand on.

I returned to the basement once more, and the timer was down to five minutes. After going through the same process of telling everybody what I had found, and preparing to be propelled back up to the next floor, the spring system somehow broke. I went to the owner of the house and told him that he couldn't kill us now, it wasn't fair, the system broke, there's no way we could find "it" (whatever "it" is). He said he didn't care, that it wasn't his problem, he never said that he would make an exception if the system broke down.

Everything was all over. We had nothing to do but wait the five minutes until it was our time to die. In what seemed like an effort to treat us humanely in those last five minutes, the guards started a kind of party, and broke out coronas. I said to one of them, "We're going to die in five minutes, can we at least get a couple beers". So they gave us all coronas.
A woman beckoned for me to come outside with her, and I did, taking the lead. I went outside, and leaned up against my fence with my back to it.

She approached me. She had her head shaved almost military style. Her hair couldn't have been more than a centimeter long. She was truly beautiful. I knew I loved her the moment I saw her. She said to me, "Zach I love you." Then she kissed me. Then she said "I love the world, I love all the people we've met, but most of all I love you". And then I was no longer afraid. We were going to die, but at least we were in love. We weren't going to die alone. We were going to die in love, together, and amongst friends. What more could you ask for?

Time was up. A guard came out and told us. We went back inside, hand in hand, and they had us, and the people we'd met, all go into a little room, along with a female guard. I stopped her and said "Wait! I have to go to the bathroom. I'm going to die, can't I at least die comfortably?" Since we were completely surrounded by guards and had no chance for escape, she agreed. So I went to the bathroom, and used one of the urinals. A guard, who was in a stall, started talking to me. I guess it was an effort to treat me like a real person before I died. It seemed kind of silly though. He asked me how school was doing, and how I was doing in physics, and I answered that I was doing well, which was ridiculous because I don't even take physics. Then he said something else that I don't remember.

I left the bathroom and went back to the little room with the female guard and the woman and all the people I'd met. I said I was ready. A male guard walked in carrying a tray with glasses of water and another tray covered in three musketeers bars. We opened the bars and ate them. I hesitated, assuming they were poisoned, but as I was surrounded by guards I had no choice and soon gave in. The female guard then told us that the candy bars were "fertilized" with poison. I'm not sure why she used that word since it makes no sense, but that's the word she used. One by one we all started to die off, and then everything went black.

That was my dream. Believe it or not it actually taught me something about myself. In the past I'd always thought I was afraid of dying, but it isn't true. I don't care about dying. I'm only afraid of dying alone. In my last moments, even though I knew I was going to die, I was happier than I'd ever been, because I'd found true love. Death didn't matter, I wasn't alone.

I don't care what happens, as long as I find somebody to love and who will love me back.
( Short hair preferred :-P )

(sleep on)

Tuesday, February 7, 2006

11:17PM - The Dreamsbox & Sinsbox Projects | share dreams and sins

Hey all,

I was on blinklist and saw the following article about dreamsbox.com and sinsbox.com. Since its revelant to this community, I thought I would share it:

"2 documentation projects emerged this month to spearhead a new push in the Web 2.0 era for simplicity. The Dreamsbox (http://www.dreamsbox.com) Project seeks to document the world's dreams, allowing for anonymous posting of dreams along with the creations of free personal dream diaries. The Sinsbox Project (http://www.sinsbox.com) seeks to document sins and secrets, allowing for anonymous confessions and submissions of expressional art. Both projects allow for a unique rating system..."

Both projects are actually pretty addictive and fun. I love the fact that they're simple to use but their design kinda suck and sinsbox.comis a bit too dark and scandalous for me but nonetheless i'm addicted. As it turns out the guy who started the 2 projects went to school with me back in the days! Now I guess he's an internet junkie. haha! Anyways, please spread words about these 2 projects to friends and family if you can through word of mouth or through your own postings. In general, I just think that these two projects are very decent in terms of what they're trying to do. Read the "about" page to learn how cool these people are.

~jen

Current mood: bouncy

(sleep on)

Sunday, December 11, 2005

8:02PM - Weeeird dream.

I had a very bizarre dream, in which I was pregnant with twins. A boy and a girl, but one was four and a half months along, and the other was two months along.

Odd.

Anyways, I wasn't sure who the father was (it was either Cody or Samson), and neither one was exactly pleased to find out that I was pregnant and that it may or may not be their offspring.

I told Briana, and she was really supportive, which made me love her even more than I already do.

Also...I had cancer in the dream, but I couldn't start treatment for it until after I gave birth, or I could have an abortion and then start chemo.

I, personally, am anti-abortion, but pro-choice for everyone else.

Anyways, I had the kids, and Cody and his lady friend Maya adopted them, and they were named Anakin Grover and Alphabet Chrysanthemum.

It was a compromise, as I hate the name Grover, and I'm not particularly fond of Alphabet, but I really love Anakin and Chrysanthemum.

So...Cody and Maya took care of my kids, and I was more like their aunt, even though they knew I was their mom, and I went to college, and then I woke up.

It was a fairly disturbing dream, and I woke up at 7AM, rubbing my tummy, hoping it wasn't true.

The end.

P.S., I also called smashyoursymbol in the dream, and she was very supportive.

Weeeird.

Current mood: okay

(sleep on)

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

5:40PM - Another old dream...

I'm working in this like...grocery store place. But like a country one, so it has everything and there's a gas station outside. I'm working their with this kid who's close to my age. I think they're my cousin, maybe? And we're pretty much alone in the store, which by the way, my dad happens to own...but he's no where in sight. Anyway, we're sweeping in the front, and someone I get turned into an animorphCollapse )

Anyway, I got this power, and somehow the Yeerks were coming after me, so I morphed into a lizard, and got split into two parts, but managed to make it to this secret auditorium? When I got there, Willow and Xander and Buffy (from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) were all there. So I demorphed, but instead of one Buffy, there are two Buffy's. One is Buffy before she had become the Slayer. She's all done up, and you can just tell that she's vapid and shallow. The other....she's been called (to be the Slayer), and she looks kinda timid and mousy.

It was my job to pick one of them. For what, I'm not exactly sure. But I had to give them a lecture, and make a choice. But before I could make a choice, I was woken up.

It was an odd dream...

Current mood: tired

(sleep on)

5:37PM - Weird (old) dream.

So I was going to go on a cruise with my neighbor's daughter, who in the dream was my cousin. I had to meet her at Grand Central Station, and I did, but you know how in your dreams you can be in Joe's house, which is a bungalow on the beach, but in your dream it's a mansion in Chicago? But it's still Joe's house? It was kinda like that. Grand Central was all big and glitzy, with glass elevators and lots of bright lights. It was überclean, as well.

So I meet my neighbor's fifty-something year old daughter, who in my dream is my cousin, and we get ourselves on to the cruise ship. Oh, and when we entered GCS, it was the evening, and things were getting dark. When we got onto the cruise ship, it was morning.

So we're on the cruise ship, which is more like a rinky-dink freighter ship. Very industrial, and dirty. We entered the ship directly from the building, underground, and it was like...as soon as we got on, the door just swung up. So it's getting ready to leave, and right where we entered is our room, and there's a bed there, and next door is a bathroom. So my "cousin" goes to the bathroom and starts brushing her teeth. I turn around, and who's there, but briananananana, who's my best friend, and her mother.

So Jules is just standing there, watching me, and her mom tells me that she's surprised to see me, and that the cruise is a week long thing.

Now here's where I start freaking out, because as far as I knew, it was like, a day thing, and we'd be back the following morning.

I haven't packed enough underwear, and I forgot to bring toothpaste, and I am FREAKING OUT!

Somehow, they manage to tell the captain that I have to get off, so he when he brings us out to the harbor, I somehow end up in a little rowboat with my backpack and a note from him explaining how I can get to safety.

This is soo not what I bargained for. I mean, where did my cousin go? She just left me! Also...scared shitless of deep water, and sharks.

So I read the note, and the captain tells me that in the middle of the harbor is this man made island where the water is pretty shallow.

So I make my way over there, and the island is this little cardboard triangle with the middle cut out, and there's a little mattress floating nearby.

For some reason, I actually ditch my rowboat and get onto the island, but my legs are in the water.

The captain's note continues to tell me that there are little fishes who live by the island, which is no bigger than three feet wide in any direction, and marked off by this little rope around it, and that there's also something that attacks the fishies.

I look down, and what do I see? It's like, this rat swimming after a fish. And even though it's a rat, I feel like it's a shark, and I'm terrified. Meanwhile my boat is drifting off, and I don't know what to do.

At this point, the phone rang, and I woke up.

So tell me, what does this all mean?

Current mood: tired

(sleep on)

Saturday, October 8, 2005

12:49AM - Weeeird.

I had a rather bizarre dream that I was dating Justin Long and living in his really small house with his parents in the middle of nowhere. I guess it was the suburbs, but not much really happened there.

Picture of the house...Collapse )

We didn't have much privacy, and I didn't really like the whole living arrangement. I kind of also didn't like him very much, but I don't think I had anywhere else to go. I mean, he was nice and so was his family, but they were just weird and kind of lame.

Anyways, I can't remember exactly what happened, but apparently his whole family was really into doing coke, and I somehow had missed this fact. Something happened, and his mom and dad started to fill condoms with coke and they gave them to us to hide, and then disappeared. We ended up going to the alley right next to his house, and Justin (who I kept calling Darry, which was the name of his character in Jeepers Creepers) did a whole condom full in a couple of seconds and then started to flip and foam at the mouth. I got REALLY freaked out, and he was shaking and I knew that I had to run, but first he rubbed the condoms full of coke all around the alley, and then we hid in his room.

Apparently, a werewolf was after us, and managed to follow the smell of coke and busted down the door and mauled/ate/killed Darry/Justin and then I woke up.

I was pretty freaked out.

Current mood: okay

(sleep on)

Saturday, August 6, 2005

3:11PM - Erm...

I left my house, and walked up the corner, and instead of the house that's usually there, was this weird Jesus place with hearts and some crazy man inside. Kept walking around the block, and instead of the local dry cleaners, it was another Jesus place that was being used for a club and it was also going to be my room. The weird thing was, once I entered, the outside wasn't my neighborhood anymore, it was a mall.

Anyways, there was this weird guy that kind of looked like Morgan Spurlock but much shorter, and he was kind of annoying, so I was trying to ditch him and ran into my cousin Chris. She was there with a friend, but I couldn't see him, and she took both of us to grab seats all the way in the corner.

So we're in this club, and System of a Down is playing, except the lead singer looks like Colin Farrel (Farrell?) when he was in Alexander, and everyone in the band is taking turns singing, including the drummer, who isn't the drummer, but this kid Lou that I know.

Anyways, Christine and I are having a good time, but things get hazy, and next thing I know, the room is mostly empty except for my sophomore biology teacher's daughter, Caitlin, and I and a couple of other people passed out in the corners.

Caitlin begins to tell me about she's going to claim this room for her own, and I'm all like, wtf, no. I had first dibs. We argue for a bit, but I'm right, so she gives up, and we both leave. When I return, it's set up nicely like a bedroom, and there's this suitcase there with a note from Chris all about how her friend REALLY likes me and wants to get to know me better, so they went out and bought me all of these random gifts and put them in the suitcase for me.

They even included this little container of candy, and I'm in the middle of eating brown licorice, when I realize that I don't know this person, and if he's crazy enough to get me all this stuff, he's probably trying to poison me. So I spit out what I'm eating, and I freak out and leave the room, and when I do, the outside if back to my neighborhood, and I try to make it home, but the entire time I'm freaking out because I know that if Mad-Eye Moody ever finds out I ate this candy, he'll kill me.

And then I woke up.

Current mood: okay

(sleep on)

2:42PM - Five in one night.

Like, two days ago, I woke up, and I remembered five dreams, but by the time I was fully awake, I could only remember two, and right now I only remember one, so here it is...

I was living in Japan as some sort of ruler or leader, and for some reason, Rupert Giles was my advisor, and I had like, one other friend that I was close with. Anyways, it was like, tradition that people would attempt to assasinate me, and I would only truly be a good leader if I could evade or kill them. Anyways, there were 88 of them (yeah, yeah, Kill Bill Vol. 1), and one by one they were sent after me. I managed to escape the first three, and it was hard, but I did it. And then the fourth time someone was sent to me, they captured my only friend, and then they killed Giles.

I knew that I had to save them, but I was so scared and confused because I'd recieved very little training and I couldn't read Japanese. Anyways, I'm in this apartment building and the fifth person is after me and I'm climbing through this building that has tons of beams and whatnot, and I'm hiding in the rafters, and all this crazy stuff happens and the fifth person and I end up outside in some harbor, and she's about to get me, and then I woke up.

Current mood: okay

(sleep on)

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

7:02PM - Snippet.

The other day I had this weird dream that I was down by like, 3rd Ave. at like 4 AM, and of course, it was pretty sketchy, so I hopped into the first car service I saw to get me out of there, and when I hopped in, there were two guys in the front seat, and a guy in the back that was doing something with paper. Anyways, I got kind of nervous because I didn't realize that there were going to be two extra guys in the car, but the guy next to me in the back was like, "hey, it's [insert my address here]!" And I was like..."what?" And he was like "I've driven you home four times." And the guy sitting in front of him turned around and was like, "me, too!" And then the driver was like, "sí, me, too." And I was like, "oh, wow," and calmed down somewhat, and that's all I remember.

Current mood: hot

(sleep on)

Sunday, July 10, 2005

5:36PM

Last night I had a dream entirely in French. It was really nice, but as it was going on, the nerd in me was like, "Whoa, when did you learn that tense??". I guess six years of taking french amounted to something. I had sex with my french pal Philippe under a bridge after playing mancala and eating a strawberry tart. It was at night, very picturesque. It smelled nice because it had just rained. For some reason, NY was like Venice, and I took a gondola home, (by myself), and started reciting poetry to the evangelical boat dude with a big red nose. He told me that I needed to learn how rhyme, and I promptly jumped off the boat and swam to my apartment.

Current mood: pleased

(sleep on)

2:25PM - Multiple weird dreams.

Ew, ew, cockroaches.Collapse )

Nose piercing.Collapse )

Current mood: hot

(1 zZz | sleep on)

Sunday, June 12, 2005

1:53AM - Weird dream, yo.

I had this crazy dream this morning...or afternoon...in which, I worked as a camp counselor. And I offered to take some kids out for ice cream, figuring that maybe only like, five would go for it, but twenty ended up wanting to go for ice cream.

However, before we could go out, I had to wrap paper around the kids hands and then handcuff all of them, and it was taking a really long time, and I was getting upset because it was taking so long, and we didn't have that much time to go out and get ice cream.

Because it took so long to...paper and handcuff all the kids, we had to go to Maggie Moo's because it was the closest ice cream place. It was set up more like a theater, and the ice cream was being served where the stage would be, and all the little kids got ice cream and were sitting down and eating it, and the co-counselor that apparently had been with us all along wanted to get ice cream, but I didn't want to pay for it. The co-counselor was Sarah Michelle Gellar, btw.

So the kids were enjoying their ice cream and I was panicking trying to figure out where I'd come up with $160 for all the ice cream, and I didn't know, and then I woke up.

The end.

Current mood: nauseated

(sleep on)

Sunday, April 3, 2005

10:04AM - Another one?

I was babysitting the Kiddies I usually babysit, except I was only paying attention to the boy. I knew his sister was doing something in the other room, but the whole time I was babysitting, I didn't go in and check on her or anything. Anyways, outside of the boys room was this table and chair, and on the table was this giant needle, and there were all these pieces of paper impaled on it--myspace comments? Anyways, the mom came home and was like, how was it? And I was like, it was fine, and left, but I felt really guilty, because I hadn't checked to make sure her daughter was okay the whole time I was there.

Anyways, I was walking along seventh, and ended up following my grandpa, until he got into an F station in front of 321. I continued walking, and walked up 4th, and then...I was somewhere, walking up the block. And for some reason, I was barefoot and in a grey tank top and pink undies that had snowmen and said "Friday" all on 'em. So I'm walking, and it's warm and sunny and all the trees are green and whatnot, and I'm chewing on three little wads of paper, and then two of them started to taste gross, so I spit them out, and behind me I hear "was she always this disgusting, or has she become this way in recent years?" And I turn around, and I see Mouse/Ralph and Diana M****** behind me, and I'm like...whoa, weird.

I just like, smiled, and kind of slowed down walking, but we didn't really talk or anything, and then I saw a hand come near me, and it was Diana's so I gave her the other piece of paper I was chewing on, and then she and Ralph/Mouse passed me by and continued walking up the block.

And then I woke up.

Current mood: sick

(sleep on)

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

12:22AM - Weird dream.

I had a weird dream this morning where I was in the stairwell of my elementary school, and I was all alone and walking up and singing La Gasolina quietly to myself, and then I actually heard it playing. I turned around to look and see where it was coming from, and like...half a flight of stairs behind me was Joanna L***** (this girl in my Spanish class), and she was walking behind me and smiling and singing La Gasolina. I got really happy, and kept walking and tried to sing along, but I only know like...half the words.

Yeah. And then I woke up.

The end.

Current mood: tired

(sleep on)

Sunday, February 20, 2005

12:00PM - Its easy to see where my heart lies

so, I had this strange transition-into-waking up dream. It was like two thirty in the morning (in my dream), and I turned on the tv, and there was a cooking show on. AND they were making the most delicious looking chocolate things. But then I realized that I had school the next day, and couldn't stay up to watch the show. My dad came out and I was like "yo...theres cooking shows on" and he said "are you going to watch them with me?" and I said "...no" and then I went to bed. about five minutos later, I realized that it was vacation, and I could watch it. But then Eileen woke me up.

(sleep on)

4:59AM - Teh latest.

The other day I had a dream with Jenn S***** in it. I was in school, except not. It was set up kind of like an E, and it looked like 51z, but it was definetly SSHS, you know?

So I was walking up the stairs in the back, and I had a valentine in my hand, and I came up to lockers, and there were a bunch of people there, and Jenn and Jess G***** were standing there, leaning against their lockers talking to each other, and I just came up and stood in front of them, and I was like "here," and shoved a valentine into Jenn's hand, and then walked down the hall, and then I woke up.

That's it. =/

Current mood: awake

(sleep on)

Saturday, January 1, 2005

8:13PM - Frightening...kinda?

I had a dream that I was at this weird camp, and everyone had to race to the top of this really high tower of ladders. The top was like 100 feet in the air, and there was this little platform, and to get there all you could do was climb a bunch of ladders. It was really scary, and I told the person i was there with that I didn't want to go, but they made me.

(2 zZzs | sleep on)

3:49PM - Wow.

I had a bad dream.Collapse )

Current mood: blah

(sleep on)

Thursday, December 16, 2004

5:52PM - Hmm...

I had this weird dream that Jenna and I were in a train station and like, decided to go out, so she gave me a hug and then we got on the train and held hands, and we got off a couple of stops later and walked to this store, and Cody was in front of the store, and we were like, hey Cody! We're going out! But when we finished saying this he had turned into his web comic self. He stared at us for a second, and we were like, say something! And he just stared at us, and then Jenna was like, hey, he's not real, he's a comic! And I was like, oh, and so we walked down the block holding hands, leaving web comic Cody to be beaten up by this group of gangsterrrs that had suddenly appeared. Then I woke up.

It was weird.

The end.

Current mood: contemplative

(sleep on)

Friday, November 26, 2004

1:39PM - Weird Thanksgiving Nap.

So after eating Thanksgiving dinner, I took a maaad long nap on my aunt's couch. It was really weird, too.

I was somewhere with my mom, and we were sitting in the car next to this brightly lit, very clean building. It was at night, and everything around the building was really gross and dirty, and there were puddles of...stuff all over the place.

Anyways, I had to drop something off to a friend, and my mom was like...okay, and got out of the car, and was like, let's go! However, I didn't move. I had my backpack with me, and I was digging through it, and I found this envelope full of stuff that I had apparently been saving to give to psychoticorca one day. It had like...stickers and letters and a birthday card.

Weird.

Anyways, my mom was like, I'm going to go to your friends house, and started walking away, and I got out of the car, and snuck into the building. I was standing in the vestibule, trying to figure out how to shove this huge envelope into Maegen S.'s mailbox. Weird, because her name isn't Maegen, it's Megan.

Anyways...I was just crouching on the floor, shoving this envelope into the wall, when all of a sudden she came walking into the vestibule, and was like, Megan! It's you! And I was like...I have this for you! And she took the crushed up envelope and was like, thanks, this is really sweet, you want to come in?

But then this Filipino women came walking behind her, and she was like, omg, you have to go! Get out of here!

So I left, and got back into my car, and my mom came back and was like...so are you going to give that thing to your friend, or what? I didn't answer her, so she was like, fine, we're going. And then I woke up and had dessert.

The end.

Current mood: okay

(sleep on)

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