It’s hard to believe that we haven’t had a dreams thread since last year. With school out, MBers are bound to be sleeping more. Let’s hear some of those midsummer night’s dreams.
Patience, Please
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Once I had a dream that I was a Playmobil (a german toy, if you didn’t know) , and I was sleeping in the big Playmobil house in the attic. There were whispers coming from the roof, and I was on the top bunk. I was really scared, and then I was me again, but the sheep were dying for unknown reasons. I thought that maybe it was a cougar, but we would be safe in the house. Oddly enough, I distinctly remember my outfit. Then I was in the barn, and sitting on a tractor (we don’t even HAVE a tractor!), and it turned out that the sheep were being killed by evil pigs. I think my dad was showing the evil pigs some lumber, and then the dream ended.
It was quite a while ago, but it was a nightmare and I remember parts quite vividly.
I have dreams about storms a lot. Tornadoes and Hurricanes mostly. I posted my hurricane dream on a random thread last month, I think, but if anybody wants me to post it again, I will.
Hey! First post?
I have had some bizarre dreams during finals, where I was not getting a correct amount of sleep :p…
Unfortunately, I just spaced completely and don’t remember any. Grr. I resolve to post about
everyevery appropriate dream that I have from now on.Someone else talk now
3- Well, I should hope you don’t post about inappropriate dreams!
Anyway, here’s another dream:
I was walking along the bridge into town, and for some reason I could see the beach. Well, maybe, it was long time ago. But I think I could see the beach. And I went to this house, and it had one of those doors that you could open the top half and look out. I think. This dream is a bit fuzzy. Anyway, I went to the beach with some other people from the house, and there was a cougar loping along the sand! Only it was black. (I’ve read Little House in the Big Woods too many times, I guess.) And it was very far away, but coming towards us with amazing speed. I remember trying to comfort myself with the thought that cougars didn’t go on beaches, but this one clearly did. (Actually, that may have been real life. Hmm.) And there was a lot of furniture, which we hid behind, until my dad went back to the house, or maybe one of us went back to get him. And there ends everything that I can remember.
When I dream, the colors are really subdued, like there’s a black haze around the corners of my vision. Except one dream I had when I was sick and about six. But that’s another story.
I dreamed last night that Adam from Mythbusters was “killed” on-air by a guy with a gun. Then he came back the next episode and he was all pale and Frankenstein-y. But it turned out it was all an alternate reality game/April Fools joke. ???
1 – Now that’s weird.
I had a dream a few days ago that I got the June Muse (and no such thing exists) in the mail and I picked it up and it had a yellow cover with a plant on it and I was like “Oh cool” and I looked through it and it was 6 pages long and was all about how to grow a garden and I was like “What the heck” and I looked in the mailbox and there was a plastic box full of jars of dirt and tubes of water and little potted plants and I was like “This isn’t Muse this is a gardening kit” and I was mad though I was thinking “It must’ve been expensive to make all those jars and tubes and little potted plants” and then I was suddenly in school in band class and I was telling an alto saxaphonist “The June Muse is heavy!” and she was like “yea right” so I pulled it out of my backpack and it must’ve changed or something because it had a completely black cover with “dragons” written in the center of it and there was a little dragon head peaking out of the top and then I woke up.
I once had this dream I was in gym class and we were twirling hula-hoops and I started to fall through the floor and I was like “Oh no!!!!!!” and I held on and then someone knocked on the door and then I let go and fell down into the middle of a half-built house and there were construction workers everywhere and then I fell again through dark space and then I was in my bed.
I once had a dream that I was marching down the highway, only it wasn’t a highway, it was a big dusty road. And I was in the middle of this regiment of rabbits with spears. A huge cloud of dust came up in front of us, and a voice said “Who goes there?” One of the rabbits yelled “French foot-soldiers” which we obviously were not. Then the cloud of dust cleared, and these stick figures wearing samurai-type armor rode away in the other direction. So we kept marching, and then we came to a place where the road went up on a big freestanding helix of sandstone. At the top, it was all coiled up, like a shell, and strange grunting noises were coming from inside it. Then a bandicoot with a black, crusty substance on its nose dropped down out of the shell and lumbered toward us. The lead rabbit pulled out a rapier and attacked the bandicoot, and that’s all I remember. I always wake up at the exciting part, which is good for nightmares, but bad for good dreams.
Hm. I’ll post some dreams later, but on the same subject…
Does anyone else twitch when they sleep? I think I do. I’ve been trying to figure out for a long time why it feels like my head hits the pillow when I have a dream about falling, and I’m pretty sure this is why. It most often happens when I’m in a half-sleep state, so I can hear things around me and I may be consciously thinking a little, but I’m having a dream at the same time. Then if the dream I stumble or trip or fall. Thinking it’s real and not a dream, I jerk or twitch a little, which wakes me up.
Also, I think we should analyze each other’s dreams. It’s especially fun if you have no idea what you’re doing.
I’ve had dreams of being naked, but it’s probably not best to analyze them…………
I had a dream recently that I was flying high above a city on swing like thing attached to a kite which was pulling me up.
6- That made me laugh.
8- And that made me laugh even more.
Sorry that I’m laughing at people’s dreams, but they can be really strange sometimes, and therefore funny.
9- Yeah! Let’s analyze dreams! And try to find weird symbols and metaphors… kind of like tarot. Anyway, about twitching, yeah, I twitch. Mainly when I’m half asleep, and I’m still hearing the things around me, but not really hearing them. Like once I was lying on the couch dreaming that I was playing soccer, and my mom was sitting at the end of it, and I kicked her instead of the ball and woke up. And once I was dreaming that I was running through the house and I stubbed my toe on a milk crate, and twitched and woke up.
11- That sounds like a nice dream.
9- It’s called a hypnic jerk, a subtype of myoclonic jerk, it’s very common and almost everyone gets them. The falling is left over from the days we slept in tree branches, the relaxing you experience as you fall asleep is misinterpreted as falling and your body sends a little shock to try to get you to do something about it. The dreams that accompany the sensations are not really dreams, but rather little hallucinations your mind provides to give context to the feeling. Hypnic jerks are very cool.
15- Well, why don’t you give scientific explanations and ruin all the fun? Just kidding, it’s actually interesting to know. Sometimes when I’m falling asleep the room spins around, but that hasn’t happened for ages.
I have never had a flying dream.
Are they nice? I wish I would have one someday, because my mom says she flies in her dreams whenever I’m talking about how I wish I could fly/wish some other magical thing, and I really want to know what it’s like. Once I had a swimming dream, though. I was in a boat, and I went out in it onto the water, and it belonged to this guy and his son, but they were actually in the boat, so that was okay. And we went out far into the water and there were some rocks ahead of us, and I met my mom and dad and sister in another boat. Then we started to go back, and the water was really clear and brilliant blue, with lots of multicolored fish swimming about, and I was in the water and I could hold my breath for so long that I didn’t even need to think about it. And it was beautiful underwater. And then I woke up.
My most recent dream was really complicted, but I was on a mission from sensei’s* palace, to retrieve A woman accused of being a witch, kreshka, her daughter, Tina, a fighter…and kreshka’s long lost daughter, Avatar…I’ll start from where I remember-I had to find Tina and Kreshka escape from the palace before they were both killed and followed a white truck I suspected of kidnapping them, but it didn’t have them. So, I turned the other way, and found them both, but a teleporting girl got to them first, wearing palace uniform, and she attacked me. I defended myself, and impaled her with my sword. She then explained how she was Avatar, a magacian, daughter of Kreshka, and sister of tina. Then, she stuck me through the heart with a knife, dieing, and everybody was sad, especially Kreshka. I had failed…
*sensei means teacher in japanese
18- Lovely.
I had a dream last night but all I can remember is the end. I, my mom, and several other people were on some sort of mission, but I can’t remember what it was, and suddenly we were walking down a road that actually (in real life) leads to the house of some friends of ours. And we walked down the road and we discovered a man that may have been my mother’s dad (in real life), but may have been a complete stranger, sitting outside a trailer. And we had reached our destination. So we went into the trailer, and it had eight sleeping bags in it that took up the entire floor space, and since there were eight people (including the man who the trailer belonged to) it was perfect. And we got into the sleeping bags and mine was right next to a mini refrigerator that had something odd in it, I can’t remember what, and a year passed. And because the trailer was missing one wall, I could talk to the person who lived across the road while still laying in my sleeping bag. I don’t think I got out of the sleeping bag once. And then I thought “time really does pass quickly” and looked in the refrigerator, then I woke up.
I had a dream once that Ebeth was stalking me, and she had found my ballet studio, and wrote a note on a dry-erase board. And then I was like: “Yay! Ebeth found me!”
My writing ability is slowly being fried by Script Frenzy. Don’t mind me.
(18) Teachers in Japan live in palaces? Wow. That’s different.
I have a hard time remembering my dreams. But whenever I wake up from them, I think, at the time, how terrible they were.
I almost NEVER have a nice dream. They’re almost all nightmares.
And because of this, I always wake up right before I’m about to die in each one. Really! In just about every one you realize I’m going to die at the end, and I wake up right as the t-rex or whatever is lunging forward. My brain lets me get too close to dying than most people I think.
Anyway, I do get those twitches. Mostly they happen in those dreams where I’m falling down stairs, really LONG stairs too. Right as I’m about to hit the bottom and break my neck, I wake up from that feeling that you’re being tumbled.
Sorry for all of that. If you want me to say more, let me know and I’ll try to remeber each dream better.
RtH the SCARY
I had a dream that there was a new Writing thread. Which is weird, since I’m not one of the people who even CARES about a new writing thread, because I like Books in Progress better. Other than that, I can’t even remember what I dreamed about.
22 – Last night I dreamed I was eaten by a Velociraptor. It’s a long story.
21-I don’t know, it was just a dream
As you may know, I play organ and piano, and I play for Mass sometimes. A few weeks ago, I had a dream that I was playing for Mass, but everything kept going wrong, like the power went out, I had the wrong music, the organ wouldn’t work, everyone laughed at me, etc. It made me really nervous about playing the next day, but I did fine. I almost never remember my dreams.
22- I think that everyone wakes up just as they’re about to die. At least, I do.
True story: this morning I dreamed about MBers writing on the Dreams thread.
(22, 26) Most of the time, if I’m about to die in a dream or face some other horror I’d just as soon not, I simply tell my dream “nope, not going there” and keep on sleeping.
15: Awesome! Thanks for the explanation! But when did people sleep in trees?
27: Whoa, cool! I’ve never been able to control my dreams.
27-you’re my hero. officially.
(for the five thousandth or so time…)
27, 28- That’s called Lucid Dreaming. It is something I really want to learn to do. Once I went to sleep thinking about ruby slippers and had a dream where I was running through a school with ruby slippers that didn’t have any traction and I kept slipping. That dream was yellow, I think.
My horrible terrible no good very bad sister is going to let the sheep get eaten by coyotes, so I can’t write any more.
(29) Aww, gee. *blushes* Obviously, you have a very twisted sense of values. But we like that.
27, 28- That’s called Lucid Dreaming. It is something I really want to learn to do. Once I went to sleep thinking about ruby slippers and had a dream where I was running through a school with ruby slippers that didn’t have any traction and I kept slipping. That dream was yellow, I think.
Once I had a dream where I was at the place where I went to sailing camp, and I went out in the little sailing boats with a bunch of other people. And the lake turned into the river, and the river turned all stormy looking and me and the other person in the boat couldn’t control it, so went back inside. And we went upstairs to where there were a bunch of other people sitting around, and something might have happened, but it might not have. So I went back downstairs, alone, and wandered through the place, which looked an awful lot like a museum, and someone was building a sailing boat. And then I was in the car with my mom, and we drove up to this place and parked in the garage. And I knew that the inhabitants of the house were evil, but for some reason I didn’t, or couldn’t, say so. Then we went inside. The house looked kind of Japanese, in that there was no furniture to speak of, and the windows were oddly shaped, like crescent moons and stuff. (That’s not what made it look Japanese.) Then my mom sat down on the nice shiny wooden floor and opened a laptop. She checked her e-mail, and oddly enough one of them was from Prarilius Canix, who said something about liking the clothes that she made. (
) I said, “hey, that’s from a MuseBlogger!” and she started to ask me all these questions about MB and MBers. Then someone really evil came in the door and I ran through the house all over the place, through the room where they were making a boat, into an auditorium, into a restroom for some bizarre reason, then back into the auditorium. There was a lot of running in this dream. At one point I think that there was someone running with me, but I was mostly alone. And finally I was trapped in a bedroom, and the evil people with their dog (did I mention they had an evil dog? It was a cocker spaniel, I think) and there was no way out except the weirdly shaped window. And I had a broomstick in my hand, so I jumped out of the window and turned into Harry Potter. The broomstick flew really low and not very fast, so I was worried. Oh, and it talked. So I kept urging it to go faster and it turned into an armchair. And then ahead of us I saw this theater set, with a waterfall, and mountains, and it was for some famous show like Romeo and Juliet, but actually it might have been The Phantom of the Opera (which i don’t even think is an opera.) And then I woke up.
I had a really random dream that I was running away from a huge science book, and then when I got too tired to run I fell down a huge hole into a crowd of people who decided I was their hero and I had a bumpy crowd surfing ride, and then I fell through another hole into a basket of cheese puffs and then the scince book turned into my science teacher and gave me a bad grade, and then my dog woke me up by barking at someone.
The End
30,32-Is “lucid dreaming” dreams influenced by what you were thinking about when you went to sleep? Like reading The Vile Village in bed, then going to sleep right away and dream you’re living in V. F. D.? That’s intresting…
27-This isn’t the first place I’ve heard of controlling your dreams… That was in a Blue’s Clues video I saw once… Although I don’t see how you could do that in real life unless you know you’re dreaming, and if you know you’re dreaming you should wake up… but not if you’re Sleeping Beuaty and can’t wake up in any case… I don’t dream, but once I dreamed I was being chased by a tiger, in my house. I jumped onto the alcove table and I was being chased by a tiger, and that’s all I remember.
About lucid dreaming….
Once I drempt that there was a big… something after me, and I went to my mom who was in my dream. The scary thing was, I knew I was dreaming, but couldn’t stop the dream, so I started crying and asking my mom if she would ‘make the dream stop!’ and as soon as that… thing was about to reach me, Mom leaned down and opened my eyelids, and I woke up.
And once I actually said ‘WAKE UP’ in my dream, and although I didn’t wake up, the ‘scene’ as you could call it changed to an island paradise, and then I woke up.
34- Lucid dreaming is controlling your dreams, and knowing that you are dreaming, which often go hand in hand.
Once I woke myself up in a dream. I was in the swimming hole, and I started to drift towards a waterfall that was going up, and there was a goat at the top, and I said, “Help!” only I said it in real life too, and I woke up.
35-Wooo…
*gasp* I’m neglecting my spellcheck duties.
33- Science.
34- Interesting. Beauty.
35- Dreamed.
38-Thank you for your efforts.
Why did Alice post the same thing on the top of two posts???
I can dream and still see the pillow while I’m spinning around in the bad dream. I actually MOVE around (In my bed-not around the house) during some dreams! Often when I wake up the blankets are on the floor because of that.
RtH the SCARY
dude, u guys are out of school already? that is sooooooooo not fair! I’m still in school, when I went down to Missouri the schools had signs that said the last day was mid may…and here it’s mid June and I’m still trapped in a very hot (no AC) school! grrrr…
oh well I had a dream last night anyway. It was really wierd…
ok, so I’m outside with my family, and I live on a farm and all so there’s lots of space, and a barn and shop… so, some guys come and go right out back, but still in sight of the house. they have lots of equiptment and stuff. For some reason we think this is dangerous (and whatever you think will happen in a dream, does happen) so we went out and hid behind the trees separating our house from the neighbors aand watch. The guys get lots of stuff set up on the other side of the house (we can’t see it, but we know…) then one of the guys takes a road sign type thing and walks with it, only we can’t see his body anymore, it’s like he’s hiding behind the sign (kinda like a cheep computer game) and the sign has an arrow on it pointing the direction he’s going, then a little while after he’s gone there’s this huge explotion, but we can’t see anthing, and for some reason my family was oblivious until the sound… so I say i think they are doing something wierd (and I know it’s a nuclear bomb, i just know it, and since it’s my dream, it is because I say so) so it all happens again, and this time they watch and they see it too, so we run toward the road, like we are trying to get away and they almost see me! so I sit really still until it’s safe and I keep going, until I get to the hedge and this small dog/woodchuck thing comes running at me and I catch it by the leg and carry it (if we need evidence for the police) and we all start wanking toward’s grandma’s house (a mile down the road) then I wake up and it’s 6 o clock and I can’t remember if I have to get up at 6 o clock or 6 30… twas soooo wierd, then I remembered it was 6 30 so I had 30 minutes left and I sorta fell asleap and had different variations on that dream…
so, for anyone that actually thoroughly read that post…yeah, that was my dream
40 – I’m still in school.
40-I read it. WEIRD. Anyway, I’m not out of school yet either.
39- Double post. Sorry, I didn’t mean to make it.
An interesting aspect of lucid dreaming is that it can be learned. Meditation and other practices of awareness while awake seem to increase the likelihood lucid dreaming will occur. There are lots of other more specific techniques as well.
Another phenomenon of dreaming is false awakening, when you are absolutely convinced you’re awake while still asleep. Have any of you experienced it?
My most memorable incident happened in college. I woke up, got dressed, went to Western Civ as usual … and then I really woke up and realized I had dreamed everything. Looked at the clock to see oops! my real class had just ended. Ran over to my professor’s office to explain why I’d missed class. He said, “well, I hope you dreamed up good notes.”
I very rarely remember enough of my dreams to really have any idea what happened. I wish I remembered them mmore often, because when I do they tend to be really weird.
44- Never done that. I hope I don’t.
As for learning lucid dreaming, I have a reason for wanting to learn it, but I can’t remember it right now. I’ll have to ask my mom when she gets home. Gosh, my memory is like a sieve sometimes.
44-Yeah, I “woke up” on a Saturday, got up and went to school in my PJ’s, and then there was a big explosion and I ran back home (I live a half mile from my school) and then my Mom REALLY woke me up. And then I got dressed and all that stuff and was about to run out the door when I remembered it was a Saturday.
Has anyone ever had their alarm clock ring and hear it, but can’t wake up, therefore try to turn it off in your sleep? I did that a lot.
I’ve never dreamed anything remotely realistic. Or at least I don’t think I did. And I almost always know I’m in a dream. But lucid dreaming sounds aaawwesome.
28- Back when we had fur, but that’s another story…
44- Once or twice, I’ve had a really vivid dream and have had to reassure myself it was only a dream. My mother seems to get those all the time, but usually they’re nightmares.
I don’t know, I don’t usually remember my dreams, and when I do, it’s because I was having a good dream and didn’t want it to end, so I sort of deny the fact that I’m awake and try to finish the dream. Has anyone ever flown in their dreams(not in a plane)? I never have, but people who say they have say it’s amazing.
49- I haven’t, sadly. Sometimes I can go back to sleep and finish the dream, but those are the ordinary kinds of dreams, that aren’t especially vivid, and they all run together like paints mixed with water.
The starngest nightmare i’ve ever had was about a shooter coming to the school and saying he had to pick a 12 year old boy to sacrifice. So they picked a random boy and went on a diving board (?) and when he jumped off he was supposed to be eaten by this giant crocodile but instead he just starting flying and everyone cheered and than we were all in a corn field for some reason. Odd. I remember having a lot of vampire dreams when i was little. They were happy though, because i usually outsmarted them. Strangly though they were occasionally in black and white. The happiest dream I ever had was standing on mountian. Just standing. But it was so intenslybeautiful, all snow covered and glistening. And someone was with with me, and i didn’t know who, but I knew I loved them very much.
51-Had you read/watched/been thinking about Peter Pan before you had that dream? It’s got a flying boy and a giant crocodile….
ok, one of my weirdest dreams was ages ago, I dreamed I was outside in the backyard wit my grandma I think….and then we saw a skunk and we were trying to gt away calmly before it sprayed (up until this point it’s completely plausible. Now here it gets weird…) but it did, but for some reason instead of stinking it started growing instead…so then there was this giant skunk chasing after us, and by the end it was really huge. I don’t really remember ny details, or how it ended. But it was scary.
I have been able to control a dream only once, and it was very fun. My dining room became an Old West poker table with four- But no, that’s another story, and one I will only tell
if sufficiently bribed:twisted:.
53- Oh? Sufficiently bribed with what?
53-5 pounds of virtual chocolate if you tell.
55- Yeah, and five pounds from me. Except I heard him say he was allergic to chocolate once, which is why I didn’t try to bribe him immediately. Maybe not virtual chocolate, though.
ALLERGIC TO CHOCOLATE?!?!
You poor thing!
Has anyone here ever had a dream where they did something, and then woken up and did it for real (giving you really bad deja-vu)?
PC, I will protect you from pies for a month if you tell! No… Insted of bribery, I’ll use blackmail! I will tell the GAPAs to zap all yuor posts if you don’t tell! I had a dream last night, but I can’t remeber it… I don’t usally remember my dreams for very long after I wake up. And PC, tell or I will make the blog HELL ON EARTH for you! Ha!
57- No, never.
58- You have no power over me. I will accept virtual lime popsikels (yes, I know it’s really spelled Popsicles) as a bribe, but nothing else.
57-No way, Jose.
57-yes. It is the weirdest thing in the world. I can’t remember what it was, but I know it’s happened to me.
What I want to gripe about is that in my superpower/flying dreams, my powers never really work, and I just end up feebly hovering or not really being very powerful. Meh. Does this happen to anyone else?
In other news, I had a dream once where I was captured by the Mob or some other organized crime network, and spent the entire dream face down in a massive pile of dirty laundry until someone shot me in the back of the head. I then became a ghost and terrorized them. : evil :
60- Fine. *gives lots of virtual lime popsicles/popsikels*
62- What an exciting dream.
I never (well, very rarely) remember my dreams, but once I do remember sleeping, then hearing this faint buzzing sound. I was really annoyed, because it was waking me up, but then it stopped. So I went back to sleep. A little while later my mom came into my room and asked why I had turned my alarm off but not gotten up. I said that I must have forgotten to turn my alarm on, but she said that I had turned it off. It was then that I realized that the buzzing sound must have been my alarm clock going off, and when it stopped, I guess I turned it off, but I don’t remember moving my hand to flick the switch to turn it off. Also, I didn’t just hit the snooze button, the alarm itself was turned off. ugh! long post!
Today was my last day of school. It was a half day and we had a big party.
i thought it wasn’t possible to die in a dream, but I have friends who tell me they’ve dreamed that they were a ghost. does that count?
I dreampt that I was onboard a dirigable once in very cold weather, but then landed in london, and explored the sewers.
I’ve also dreampt that a huge Japanese wood block carving was looking at me, and it was some angry men in brightly colored robes, against an ebony background. They moved like waves. it was pretty.
I keep having frequent nightmares of the GAPAs/other MBers/my parents banning me from MuseBlog.
I have really, really vivid dreams- I smell, taste, feel, hear, and see. I have dreams where I walk through the rain and feel drops hitting my skin. Once, when I was half asleep, my mom told me to cook some maca for dinner because she was going out. I nodded, and then dreamed that I got up, went to the freezer, found the box labeled ‘Macaroni and Cheese’, put it in the microwave, burned myself on it, microwaved it again, put it on a plate, sat down, picked up my fork, and was about to eat it—-and then I woke up and had to do it all over again, for real. I felt cheated.
i had a dream last night that is hard to remember, but i recall that it involved some kind of turn-by-turn video game and weapons from the Bartimaeus Trilogy called Elemental Spheres. ’twas odd.
I had a strange dream last night that I can’t remember. There was a big house, and a smaller house, and woods full of candlelight and music and little people, and I was looking for a guy named Howard. I went to sailing camp and fell out of my kayak when no one was looking, and lots of other weird and confusing stuff. I had a dance class with a girl from sailing camp, or at least it was scheduled; I never really went to it; and I was sitting in the midst of a large crowd when what should walk up to me but a white cow spotted like a dalmatian! I thought something along the lines of, “It might be a Holstein, maybe it’s one of Elizabeth’s cows,” but it wasn’t, because it went back through the crowd to a woman who had some sort of unconventional piece of livestock with her. (Not the cow.) I even edited my script! And then someone started playing Bjork in my dream, and I suddenly realized that it wasn’t my dream, it was my dad, and I was lying in my bed, and I opened my eyes and it was true.
When I started a new school this Autumn, I had to get up earlier than I used to. (This would be because I have an half-an-hour 1 1/2 mile walk to do, instead of a ten minute one) I didn’t ajust very quickly, and so until February or so, I kept waking up in the middle of the night and thinking it was morning. I’d get up, get my shirt, trousers, jumper and tie on (yes, we have to wear ties) and go downstairs. Downstairs, I’d notice that the clock actually said one in the morning or there abouts, groan, and go back to bed. And I used to sleep walk.
57-Kind of. Does dreaming of a PB&J and then going on MuseBlog and the first person I talk to is Paul Baker count?
Well, two nights ago, I dreamt (dreamed, Dreamad, is this British again?) I died and I couldn’t talk to anyone and everyone was crying and I tried to tell them it was okay but I couldn’t because I was dead, but I was a ghost and I wish someone would just talk to me, like they do to your long-gone grandmother, and I woke up in tears and ended up asking my mom if she would still talk to me after I was dead, she replied “Of course.”
Then, the night after that, I dreamt my brother died and I talked to him, but I didn’t know if he could hear me.
Then last night I had a cartoon/anime related dream. The show’s not really an anime, because it is made in America and they move like cartoons, but it was really strange. I was me, and in the same dream there was some kind of dance at my school though it wasn’t my school, it was all brick-y like a jail and we rode around the hallways in shopping carts. Surprisingly enough, it wasn’t very fun.
44- yeah, I’ve dreamed that I was doing homework, then when I wake up I just have it in my mind that it’s done…I mean, I did go through the unpleasantness once, then i find that it’s not done yet… it’s terribly dissapointing.
hey, has anyone dreamed that they were reading a book, and it was really good even though you can’t remember what it was about , it was really good, then you kinda slowly wake up and still try to keep reading but…since there’s nothing to read…you have to stop…it’s pretty frustrating, having the ability to read books with your eyes closed would be awesome, wouldn’t it?
69- ohhh, you dreamed about me? thaat’s awesome, then again, I always dream about me…
72- yeah, I dreamed that my brother died once, it was sooo sad
OK, now that I’ve been bribed, I will tell you about my most fun dream.
I was in my dining room, with four cats sitting around the table. One was a scarred, blue-gray tom with two six-shooters in his belt. Across from him was a shifty-looking cat with yellow eyes. To the right of Shifty was an orange cat with big jowls, a shotgun and a hat with a tin star pinned to it. And across from Tin Star was a red long-hair wearing a frilly white dress. They’re all playing Texas Hold-‘Em poker.
Suddenly, Six-shooter pulls out a gun and points it at Shifty, saying, “OK, buddy, turn them over.” Shifty holds up two cards. One is the seven of diamonds, and the other shows a running rodent.
“Just as I suspected,” says Six-shooter, “he’s got the mouse. Sheriff, do your duty!”
I’ll finish it later.
75-You said that you controlled it! Or does trhat come later? Whart happens next? You have no right to kep us in suspense like this! Tell, or.. *shakes fist menacingly*…
73- I often dream about reading whatever book I’m reading, and then I try to stay asleep because I want to finish it. And then I actually read the book and it’s nothing like that.
77, 73- I’ve done that before too! I usually dream that it is on my bed somewhere but then I lift up my hand when I wake up and it isn’t. Sometimes I feel like if I try to hold it down it’ll stay there but it never does. I usually completely forget what I read when I wake up.
76- What I meant was that I controlled what it was about.
I thought “Hmm, I’d like to see cats playing poker” and lo and behold, there they were.
Continuing- Then Tin Star picks up his shotgun and says “You’re under arrest.” Shifty backflips through the window, Tin Star and Six-shooter fire off their guns, and I wake up.
73- Oh my lord YES!!!! It was the best book EVER, and my mom sort of woke me up and then I went back to sleep but the next pages were all blank so I decided to just read the beginning again but THOSE pages where blank too!
80-Wierd. Wonder what was so wrong with having the mouse? Wonder if they got Shifty? Wonder what would have happened next? Here’s one possible scenario:
Tin Star and Six-shooter jump out the window. Shify jumps in, Tin Star and Six-shooter follow. Suddenly Frilly Dress says, “I’ve had it. First you put me in a humiliating outfit, then you wion’t finish the game. I’m leaving!” Then he vanishes, and a cat in a jail outfit appears. Six-shooter yells, “He escaped!” Frilly Dress comes back carrying his dress and a gun. He shoots Jail Outfit, and Jail Outfit dies. Tin Star yells, “You’re under arrest!” And Frilly Dress shoots off Tin Star’s hat, and PC wakes up.
Once I dreamed that I was walking down the street with the red power ranger, who took me to one of those 5 story parking lots, and inside there was this old lady in a yellow flying saucer without the bubble…..
And then there was the one where Count Olaf and Esme kept on trying to kill me and were chasing me through this museum in NYC…. and they had all these gadgets so they could see or walk through walls, brainwash my classmates, etc. It was freakishly frightening.
And then there’s this recurring dream where I live in this old castle owned by a witch with a bunch of people, and we can float around, which is kind of like swimming through thick liquid marshmallows because there’s so much resistance.
But then I got a nightmare where it was pitch black and I was in my own bed, but the witch who owns the castle grabbed me and I could feel her cold fingers, and she started cackling in my ear, and I tried to scream, but then I found I couldn’t move or anything, not even scream if I managed to open my mouth.
83- Are you new? Or really, really, old?
I don’t really dream when I’m sick. Funny I’ve never thought about it before.
i had a dream that one of my classmates had threatened another one with a knife so he sued her and we were in court and she called him a mean name so I stuck up for him and then all at once everybody but me froze and Albus Dumbledore appeared in the court room and said this was a curse of voldemort and the only way to save them was to crack the golden egg of Fawkes the pheonix over my best friends head. I searched for days and then i finally founfd Fawkes but he bit me then I woke up. Also, once I had a dream I can’t remember that was like a series of dreams where it was a story, a really good fantasy story, being told in chapters, one each night. Pity I can’t remember it, it was really very good.
57-Once I had a dream where a house on my street was on sale and one of my friends moved in, and then the next day a house on my street was for sale, but none of my friends have moved in yet. Does that count?
73,77, that happens to me ALL THE TIME AND DRIVES ME NUTS!!!!
73 – I once read a completely amazing but totally nonexistant book in my sleep, and didn’t finish it. Then once I woke up, I started forgetting the part of the story I had read at a frightening pace. Now I don’t remember anything except that someone was flying.
82- Actually, Frilly Dress was female. And I do not authorize that scenario.
I think the mouse card was some sort of card that trumped all others no matter what game you were playing, and it had been outlawed because it was so powerful, and locked in a bank, but Shifty had broken into the bank and stolen it.
90-Oh. Hmmmm… Intresting thoery. And what do you mean, “not authorize that scenario”? Okay, GAPAs, to avoid possible embarressment, you may get rid of that post. It could mess up numbering, though.
83-When did you have that dream?
I had a dream I was dancing next to Fergie and Daddy Yankee in the Impacto music video… dream on Beavo. *looks thoughtful, or wishfull, or both*
I had a dream where I finally arrived in Paris, becuase I have wanted to there so long, and I was walking toward the Eiffel Tower with my best friend when I hear….”Honey it’s time to go to school, wake up!!!”. I was really mad.
I also had a dream where I was at my school and I walked into the gym and there was a pair of giant pointe shoes just sitting there with my parents on top.
My friend had a dream where one of her friends had been turned into an egg by some evil spell thing, and she was going to save him, but she dropped him. She has quite the dreams…..
Dont you hate it when you have a scary dream, and try to scream, and you cant no matter how hard you try? That always gets me.
Oh, sorry I forgot to say something. I also hate it when in my dream I jump, and what ever was under me dissapears, and right before I hit the ground I wake up. My friend told me that is your body’s way of waking you up when your asleep if you are breathing strangely or something. Wierd huh?
93-I hate it when I try to scream, but I really detest it when I can’t run away or even move!
My friend once had like a series of dreams where there was this sock that had a face drawn on it in blue ink and her mother loved it but it was an evil deranged sock and it kept trying to kill her and it was really scary and I’m going to see how long i can keep this sentence going and another friend had a dream where my class were all going on a field trip and there was a substitute teacher and she asked the substitute where we were going and she said “To the mystical castle of Cinderella!” and we (our class) were all in a hay cart going there and someone asked when we would be there and B. pulled out a Pokemon card from his pocket and said”we will be there when we see this!” and the creature on the card was a cat with nine tails made of lightning and all of a sudden M. turned into that creature and we all screamed and then P. turned into a fox and they started fighting when all of a sudden an old witch who looked a bit like the dreamer’s mom came along and put M. into a sack and we all said “Not her, she saved out lives!” so she took P. the fox instead and we finally got to the castle a few minutes later and their didn’t seem to be a door so T. said “You guys go this way, we’ll go that way,” and most of the class went with her, and the people who were left were me, the dreamer, A. and the dreamer’s brother, and we found a door that lead us straight into the throne room, and the king saw us and boomed, “arrest them!” and we ran away, and after a lot of twisting and turning, we got into the palace kitchens, and the dreamers mom was there, and she was like, “sorry, sweeties, but it’s my job,” and she pulled a gun on us, so we ran again, and we came to a fork in the passages, and A. waas like “Trust me, everybody, we’ll go this way!” and we ran straight into a clot of secret agents, and A. was like, “Sorry,” and we got marched up a wall and thrown into a dungeon, and the dreamer woke up, and that was a reall y strange dream and a really long sentence!!!!!!!!!
96-Woo. I never have good dreams. I wish I did. I will try an experiment. I am going to imagine what would happen if I was in the witch’s castle from the wizard of oz and see whether I have a dream about it. Think it’ll work?
97- question. Is it the Wizard of Oz wicked witch castle, or the Wicked misunderstood witch castle? Just asking.
I generally don’t dream. I suffer from, like, near chronic insomnia or something, and usually just lay there trying to sleep, thinking about… stuff. Sometimes when I do sleep, I have these reeeeally odd dreams. For example:
Once I dreamed that I was in school, and I just went through the day normally. Then I woke up, went to school, got to the end of the day, and… woke up. Again. It was really weird.
I also occasionally have these nightmares, all somehow involving this guy who drives around in a white car. They aren’t scary in retrospect, but, geez, they scare the crap out of me when I actually dream them. Like, this one I had about once everyother day when I was about six or so, for like three months.
Me and two other unknown kids would be sitting in the back of a car, and a man (presumably a father of someone) would be in the front seat. The car would be abnormally wide, so about five people could sit comfortably side by side. We’d be gassing up in a gas station, at night. Either we’d have this radio, or the dad person would be talking. Usually the radio. Anyway, the dad/radio would be reading this story about a nameless Man in the White Car (not a car, mind, the car) who is wanted throughout the world, though we don’t know why. So the dad/radio would be going on about how awful and horrifying this MitWC is, and the MitWC would suddenly be seen by one of the kids in the car coming up the street, and we’d all freak out, start to drive away, and then I’d wake up. It doesn’t sound scary, I know, and even right after I woke up, I’d be like, HUH? because I knew that it shouldn’t have been scary. But it was.
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I had a dream that a giant alien person-thing was attacking our school, while we were in the “new” cafeteria, which was all dark and had a t.v. We were yearbook signing, and it crashed our school, but then I saved us by tying it up.
98-In the Wizarsd of Oz! That’s what I said! And it didn’t work.
100- too bad. Keep trying, though. Last night I had a dream one of my favorite authors was dead. The friend I said who had the dream about the sock might be coming to Museblog. if she does she might tell you about the gumball dream. It’s really funny but I forget most of it. my worst nightmare involved someone from Museblog. It might have been emmatheduck. Anyway, she was my best friend and I went over to her house, which was on the side of an “extinct” volcano. The volcano erupted twice, and we kept having to get away from the lava. It was horrible. We were driving away from the lava when my dad made a bad joke, and it was so bad I woke up. My other worst dream involved a monster in the microwave. Don’t ask.
101- monster in the microwave, huh? Well, no worse than mine.
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I had a dream that there was a farm that I was visiting, while I was on some quest. A cat died in an upstairs bedroom, and that made all the defenses around the farm crumble, so that it was suddenly really dangerous. We had to cut letters out of burning scraps of paper to reassemble the defenses. It was kind of scary.
103-Totally wierd.
When I was little I had a dream that my room was full of bees (even though i was in my room…) so I was really scared and I had to get up aand go to the bathroom, then when I got back to my room, I was like, “no way am I going in there, not with all those bees” so I lay down in front of my door on the gound and slept there the rest of the night…
I am so wierd…
105- I had a bee in my room. In real life. It liked my bed best, and I came pretty near to lying down outside my door, actually.
When dealing with bugs, the best strategy I’ve discovered so far is to turn the heating off, crank up the AC if you have it, and leave the room. Come back later and the buggies have frozen to the point where one can pick them up and carry them outside.
I once had a dream where I was in this jungly type area in kind of the grainy color you get in old computer games… And I was running along, like in a platform game, you know? Anyway, I came to this river, and (wouldn’t you know it?) there’s Winnie the Pooh (don’t laugh) sitting on a log.
We floated down the river on the log aways and got off on the other side. So now we were in this actual jungle, and we found this turquoise-and-pink mini griffin thing. And somewhere along the way Pooh morphed into the Nanosaur from the first nanosaur game (from Pangea software?).
Then the dream shifted, and the griffin and I were in this huuuuuuge mansion, surrounded by jungle, and these burglar-ish guys with guns were chasing us. We got into the attic, and the griffin turned into this porcelain doll (which was why the burglar people were after us – they wanted the doll). They came into the attic and I grabbed the doll and jumped into a convieniently located quicksand teleporter.
We were then transported to a truck and drove through the jungle for a bit. And ended up in my grandmother’s house. Had to give her the doll (can’t remember why).
Then I woke up.
It was sooooooooooo wierd.
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107- Heating? AC? We live in a 30-year-old mobile home! We heat it with space heaters and cool it with windows. What I did was leave the light off and used a flashlight while I captured it and placed it on the back porch.
Last night was a good night for really strange dreams for me. My first dream is that I was with my grandma, and we were in an airport where she lives, (which is across the country from me.) We were in this really strange exhibit or something where you had to climb up really tall buildings, talk to the people on top of them, then climb back down. Then I started panicking because I was going on vacation and I hadn’t packed enough books, so I ran home and packed the entire works of Meg cabot into my suitcase.
The next dream I had was that I was in this really freaky huge building with my friend T. (from post 96). we were on this mission to find something like name tags that had the name of my school on them. This building was almost like a maze, but it had stores. We got distracted by a store that had free stuff (mostly candy, but also a baby name book) and we ran around it, grabbing as much as we could carry. We ran out of the store with a huge amount of free stuff thinking ‘mission accomplished’. When we were halfway back to the starting point we remembered we had forgotten to get the name tags. We decided I should guard the free stuff while T. went to search for the name tags. It was really hot in the building, so I took the stuff with me (it was in a little red wagon) and went over to this huge cooler full of sodas. I was reaching into the cooler when this horrible man grabbed me and tried to kidnap me. I screamed and ran. Five minutes later, T. came back. She had the name tags. We realized I’d lost the free stuff! We started searching and found it in the cooler, then got out of the maze.
The next dream I had was that Calvin (from Calvin and Hobbes) was my brother. There was a new holiday called Helping Day, and every kid had to help their parents. After much grumbling about why couldn’t it be parents who had to help their kids, we got to work. We thought we might wash the dishes, but we had to look it up in the dictionary first. (this was to make sure nobody had thought it up already.) it wasn’t in there,(of course, Helping Day wasn’t in there either, since it was an old edition and a new holiday) so we decided to do it. after dinner, we got to work. We washed about five dishes without any casualties. Then, Calvin thought up a really great idea for a game. We would squirt a whole bottle of dishwashing liquid on every plate, including the ones we had already washed, and then try to juggle them. It was really fun, but the plates all broke. we were confused- they were really strong plates, we thought they should have been stronger. our parents got really mad at us, and carted us off to prison. It had a huge sign over the door that said Dishbreakers Prison, and it was full of a bunch of other kids who had had the same idea as we had. The last thing I can remember about that is Calvin saying, “Darn, other kids thought of it too!”
My last dream was very short. i was peeling and eating a clementine. it was a really good clementine, really sweet. Then i woke up with a craving for clementines. I went downstairs and started writing this. This night has the most dreams I can remember in my life. I know I had other dreams, but i can’t remember any of them. Now I’m going to have breakfast-oatmeal and A CLEMENTINE.
I was mulling over whether to post a comment…and then realized I was asleep.
I’m assuming I’m awake now, though I could be wrong.
109- *dies of laughter* “Dishbreakers Prison”?
110-Woo. You dreamed you were trying to decide whether to post, and you realized you were dreamig? And then woke up?
I’ve had several dreams where as soon as I remembered I was in a dream, I woke up.
I had a nightmare a few days ago. I need to stop reading Jurrasic Park books. :guilty grin:
*ahem*
I was in a museum of dinosaurs. The dinosaurs were small, about the same size as me, but there were dinosaurs everywhere. They weren’t just bones, they were real dinosaurs frozen in position. A single touch could turn it alive.
My little sister touched a Proceratops. A small dinosaur, it wandered around, but it bumped into other dinosaurs. Soon the whole room was full of small, nice plant-eating dinosaurs (for this room only had small, nice plant-eating dinosaurs).
But then I remembered that meat-eating dinosaurs existed too. I must keep the dinosaurs out of the meat-eater room, I thought. I looked around and saw a staircase. I climbed up it. There were two rooms on the second story. The first, a small one, had a single frozen dinosaur in it (a plant-eater). Then, there was a huge door – with a sign on it that said, “DANGER: KEEP OUT.” Another sign by the door said “RAPTORS”. What frightened me most was that the door was ajar.
Just then my little sister reached out and touched the dinosaur in the first room for a really long time. 20 dinosaurs popped out of it! I watched the first 19 dinosaurs go quickly down the stairs. But then the 20th dinosaur went into the Raptors room. And I ran like heck down the stairs and out the door.
The museum was in a small valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides except one. There were several gates and fences around the museum, and a road that went up the mountain to a toll booth. After frantically running around the fences through all the gates, I was suddenly in a red sports car driving up the mountainside. Suddenly I was sitting in the shotgun seat and my dad was driving.
We approached the toll booth. It let us go free for some reason, and we came to a 3-way intersection of another road. One way went out of the valley, the other way went down into the valley, but far away from the fences and the museum. My dad went down into the valley.
As we were driving down, I saw tons of frozen prehistoric animals (not just dinosaurs) everywhere. My dad wanted to restore them all, but I said, “Come on, come on, the raptors will get us!” Finally, at the end of the road, I reached out and touched a huge apatasaourus. Then we drove back up the mountainside with gusto.
I looked down at the valley and saw hundreds of raptors chasing gallimimuses around inside the outer fence.
We got to the toll booth again and it let us through, and then there were some bongo players on the side of the road. My dad thought we should give them some money, but I said “Come on, the raptors will eat us!” The bongo players shouted “Cheap people!”
Then the car started to drive out of the valley, but suddenly the car and my dad dissapeared. I was glued to the road. Then out of nowhere a velociraptor charged up the mountainside and I heard a voice say, “Ooh, I must’ve missed one.” Then the Velociraptor came closer, and the voice said, “Yum, some tasty human.” As it pickeed me up and brought me toward it’s open jaws, I kicked it’s head, but the voice said, “Don’t struggle.” The velociraptor’s jaws bit down on my body, and everything faded to black while the voice said, “It’s the end of the road.”
Then I woke up.
Whoa, freaky. It could almost be a short story.
i dreamed that i got a 23 on a report card for reading!
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That’s an even worse nightmare than mine!!!
Once I had a dream that I was going to the library in [snipped town], and the thing is, I never go to that library. It’s about half an hour’s drive away, and we were walking (my mom, my dad, and me), and I had this pendant, I think it was red. Well, it was the equivalent of the Ring in LOTR, and Gollum was coming after me and I was going to die. We had to go to Mount Doom, but we were going to stop at the library on the way there. So we were in the library, and I checked out the entire Lord of the Rings series. Then I was at a KOA campground, in the cabin (we were still on the way to Mount Doom.) Gollum was more of a threat than ever, and I needed to throw the Ring/pendant away soon, but everyone was stalling. Finally we got on our way, with this other family who had a station wagon that doubled as a house. We got to Mount Doom, but visiting hour was over. I think that it closed at like, five, or something, and we were rushing there so that we could get there in time. But we didn’t. And then I walked up the driveway of our house wearing my Alice-in-Wonderland dress and the ring, which had returned to being a pendant, and Gollum either left me alone, or continued to chase me.
106- we had some bees in the hay mow, then I found out that my puppy likes to snap at them with his mouth, he caught one, and it didn’t sting him, dad said he used to have a dog that did that
118- My dog does that to anything that flies.
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My dad said he dreamed about a giant oriole coming in through his window and pecking him to death. He seemed sorta upset at the time.
Once I dreamed I was Jasmine (is that Aladdin’s girlfriend’s name?) and was riding on the magic carpet w/ Aladdin
Last week I had this really wierd dream that me ‘n’ some friends were at a school dance. And it was like, a normal dance, y’know, but when it was time to leave we went outside (except for Rachael) and found that the school was a shack on stilts, surrounded by what looked like CG water. And Dad was there in this leaking, rotting little dinghy, with, like a lantern and room for about half a person.
So (naturally) Lisanne, Ashlee, and I had to cram into the dinghy with Dad (and the lantern). Then we followed the actual streets (which, in my dream were rivers) from the school (which was in a CG lake over an actual abandoned field) to my house. We went over rapids, lots of ’em, so we had to bail the dinghy out even though we were, like, suffocating from being crammed into this little tiny space.
And we couldn’t fall out or sink the dinghy, or we’d be eaten by ferocious man-eating water dwellers (dunno what, exactly). So we finally got home and went to bed, and when we got to school the next morning (via one of those handy little dream jumps), there was Rachael, dressed like she had been during the dance. We’d apparently left her there.
So we were all “Rachael, the dinghy nearly capsized as it was! You would have doomed us for sure!” Then she got really mad at us and I woke up.
*Please note that thre river water looked real. The only CG water was in the lake.
Man, I wish our school dances really WERE like that!
Ooh, once my piano teacher told me about this dream she had about this evil bunny slowly looking up through the window, so it could eat her.
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I had the awesomest dream ever about a year ago. It started out where I was with my friend Jane and we were on a beach in a big stone pit, and suppoesdly the lake had a giant squid in the middle. There were lots of people there, and none of them seemed to be scared of the squid. Jane and I thought that it was just the coolest thing ever that there was a giant squid, so we swam out to search for it. We swam out a little, but we soon got scared and hurried back into shore. Then we chided ourselves for being so cowardly and went out to search for it again. When we got to the middle of the lake, the squid came up and grabbed Jane. It squeezed her until she “died”, but then she just reappeared because she had multiple lives like in a computer game. We swam as fast as we could back, passing lots of people playing in the shallow water, such as a pair of Pokémon playing catch. When we got to shore, everyone was screaming. Around the edges of the pit, there was a white plasticy wall with tidepools that kids could touch, but no one was touching it. Instead, everyone was screaming and pointing at it. Among the starfish and sea urchins was the giant squid, and it was running (I don’t know how it ran) as fast as it could through the tidepools. I looked in the direction it was running and I saw that the white plastic wall ended and the squid would be able to get out and eat everyone. People had started to look for an exit, but there wasn’t one. Some people tried to climb the walls of the pit, but they couldn’t. Jane took off flying and flew out of the pit. I tried to do the same, but I couldn’t. The squid was about to come out. I looked around desperately and finally saw a flight of marble steps leading out of the pit!! I climbed them but nobody else saw them. I laughed at the screaming people as I casually climbed the steps to safety…The End.
I had a strange dream last night (like all dreams aren’t strange). I was a girl named Delilah, who had long curly brown hair in braids and looked a lot like Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz, except she was about twelve and wore an Alice-in-Wonderland dress and pinafore. (Yes, I actually remember exactly what she looked like.) She was a fashion designer and she was having a fashion show in our pasture. But it wasn’t very successful, until her dad, who looked a lot like my dad, made a runway out of an electric fence. Then she was amazingly successful and famous, and a lot of relatives came to congratulate her. Then I was me again, and I was with the relatives. Delilah wasn’t around. We were in this house, and there were elephants in the back yard, except that they looked like woolly mammoths and I was calling them oliphaunts. There was a variety of birds and a ferret in the basement, and that was because a circus was visiting. At one point I had to tend to the relatives’ baby, which was a nightmare (as are most dreams with babies. The last one I had, the baby got a cold and turned into play-dough.) Then we went down into the basement, where there were even more animals in five-gallon buckets, such as:
A cross between a zebra and a rabbit
A baby blue whale
A polar bear.
I was appalled at the way they were treating the animals, but at the same time fascinated by the animals themselves. I put both legs in the polar bear’s bucket, because it was full of water, and my mom said, “That’s a polar bear,” so I went to look at the cross between a zebra and a rabbit. Then we went back upstairs and the grown-ups discussed things. Eventually I was made into a queen, and told to show the old queen the house. The old queen was only a kid, and she explained (while we made the beds) that a queen never stayed queen for more than 25 hours, because in that time, either someone else was made queen, or they were assassinated. I was very scared, but I kept on making the bed until I woke up.
When i was at camp last week I dreamed that I was on an elevator and somehow a button got pushed that would take me to a floor I wasn’t supposed to go on and I went on that floor anyway but it was being built or something… and then it turned into some apartment and it belonged to a guy that was at camp with me (& I kinda liked him too…) but it was in the future and I wandered around his apartment but he couldn’t see me and I knew it but it still freaked me out in the dream and then he was playing an electric piano with headphones on and there was a fire and I was trying to get him to move and get out of the fire but he kept on playing piano and I don’t rememeber anything else. It wasn’t a scary dream. Just kind of weird.
Have you ever had a dream and you felt like you had dreamed it before but you weren’t sure? I get those all the time and they really bother me because I never know whether or not I’ve dreamed them before.
Does anybody ever think they’ve seen something in their dreams or whatever and then it actually happens? It’s happened to me a lot!
When I was little (like 3 and 4 years old) I used to dream the exact same dream EVERY single night. It started out like this: these old-fashioned men and women who were dressed for a ball would come in and dance for me. They came in two at a time and then left and the next couple would come in and dance. I always enjoyed it because it was so beautiful and nice. After the dances, my mom would get up (yes, when I was really little, I slept with my mom) and turn the fan off and leave the room. I always wished she’d stay, but I couldn’t seem to tell her! Then Simpkin (if you’ve read the book by Beatrice Potter, The Tailer of Gloucester, you’ll know that Simpkin is a cat) would come into the room and pick me up which absolutely terrified me because I used to be TERRIFIED of Simpkin. (In the movie, Simpkin was played by a human and looked ‘scary’ or so I thought.) When he picked me up, I always woke up. This was a nightmare I had every night and it scared me really bad! I was too young to tell me mom though, so she never knew.
So to answer you question, rachael, yes, I do (or at least, did) have the same dream more than once. Much, much more than once!
I had a dream last night but all I remember was that it was about a party in someone’s house.
127 – Dreams are annoying like that. They’re so forgetful.
I had a dream last night that I was in a big house, with this girl I used to hang out with. I think I had to rescue someone, because I went on a quest and rode through the woods on a dog’s back. That was ll I remember, though.
I used to always dream that I was a slave that kept trying to run away, and I always got caught…it was really scary!
Oh!!
I had this one where I was driving this car and I went flying off a bridge and landed on a small ledge. The car blew up and I landed in the pond scum-y river, and I saw a huge croc swiming towards me. Then I some how landed in this swiming pool. I turned and there was this giant sewer grate. And out of the grate comes the croc. It takes me an age to get out and I see the croc coming closer. Then I heave myself out and turn around, just as the huge croc swims by.
I had another one right after I saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I was dueling Voldemort at this pool, and I snapped his wand.
Then there was the one I had last night. I was at my school and Draco Malfoy (I have very strange Harry Potter dreams.) Had some catterpillars which transformed into dragons and started destroying things. Then I was standing on this field and Dumbledor was talkin an talking, then suddenly he turns and yells “You have to get up now!!” I woke up and saw my cousin telling me I had to get up.
Then I would like to share my friends. They aren’t MBers so I will do it. One of the had this dream were he was in his classroom and he knew he was dreaming, so when the teacher told him to do something he just sat there. The teacher went mad and started screaming yelling and….he woke up.
He another one where he was hitting bricks through a canvas, when the princapal came and he ran. Everything was all misty when he got to these portables. Then he turns and sees all these zombies; The one in the front was the custodian, except his neck was like a wire and he was holding a rake. “We’ve got you now…”
My other friend has only posted once. He is called iro fiteon. I can’t describe all his dreams here. There are too many. But I can do the Meeble.
He was at the school (once again…) and everyone was running and screaming; “The Meeble is coming, the Meeble is coming!!! No one can stop it!!!” Suddenly this huge dog comes pelting around the corner. It is like a gargantuan bulldog with a ton of shaggy fur. Apperantley it is the anient link between dog and man. Well anyway the dog is chasing iro’s brather who is laughing an screaming at the same time. So iro goes to try and stop it. He takes his watch off. “Okay, boy. Do you know this sent know?” And it eats his watch. “NO!” It spits it back out, and iro yells “FETCH!” and throws it acroos the school. The Meeble grabs it. Iro throws it over the fence. In one bound the Meeble jumps over the fence. Iro throws it on the roof. The Meeble jumps onto the roof and brings it back. “No way! You can’t jump that high!!” And the Meeble says, “Of course a I can; I eat Pizza Chicago every night!”
And last, but not least, My teachers preminition. One night when my teacher was in colledge he3 dreamed that his friends were doing target practice with BB guns and that in the middle of sweeping them up the phone rang. The next day They were plying with BB guns when the phone rang. Mr. M says, “OMG! This is exactly like my dream! It’s gonna be a girl.” Sure enough it was his friends girlfreind! Wierd, no?
40-WHAT?!
Last night I had a dream that I failed the regents. I think I’m just really stressed…
The night before that, I had a dream that the English teacher that I had last year was acting in the musical Chicago that was playing in the school auditorium. I’ve never even seen that musical!
I can’t wait to leave middle school.
133- which regents?
Don’t you hate dreams where you are trapped in a building with a Dragon/Raptor/Monster outside that suddenly comes in, and… Yeah.
I dreamed that Jadestone came back and posted on the Fractured Fairy Tale RRR.
133-Earth Science. Fun. But it turns out I got above a 90. I am so paranoid. I’ve posted like three times about the regents and how horrible it was, and then it turns out it was ok. I guess I was just really unconfident about it…
And I am psychic. Sort of. Jadestone did come back, but she didn’t post on the RRR.
137- haha, I took the e sci regents this year too. It was really hard… i think… I know what you mean, I have no idea if i did good or not, I want to find out really bad, but i sorta don’t, i’m so nervous…
there were a bunch of questions i kind of made “educated guesses” on, like the one where you use the page with the new york state maps and find what type of bedrock was in that little spot just northwest of long island… there were lots of little spots in that place!!!!!! and then all the questions where you had to use the middle pages and my teacher never really explained those… yeah, not cool ok, i’m rambling now, but i was freaking out about that the night after i took the regents, i need to get 85 or higher to get the advanced regents diploma… ya, bad grades make for awful dreams
my friend said she had a dream that I was hermione and this other kid who I hate was harry and i forget who was ron but it was awful…
139-Yeah. I think I know what you mean, with that little section of land… That one confused me. And I hated the middle section with all the fossils on the reference tables. I made “educated guesses” too, alot. The one about the flower pot I just kind of picked between two. I don’t think I ever learned that stuff, in class.
For the lab portion settling time thing, by beads floated instead of sinking, so I had to make up half of the times. That made me mad.
I was, sadly, the last person in my class to finish the test. It took me almost three hours.
140- Well, I had a dream that Ron and Hermione and Harry were wearing strange masks and lived in our house. ‘Twas weird. I slept badly that night.
141- i did ok on the sink-float part of the lab test but i had no clue on what the rocks were, igneous, metamorphic, or sedimentary?????????? i think i got one right but the other one was a complete toss up, then the one with the half sphere and degrees measuring… supposedly they did that one in class the day I was gone, but i think i did ok…
I don’t remember the question about the flower pot… but there were a bunch of questions that had to do withdifferent elements in minerals… i guessed on some of those. I actually did ok on time, my brother (who had to drive me home) was taking the college chem. test in the gym with me, so I saw when he left and I’m afraid i made him wait for a while, but I ad to stay for 2 hours min. and he only had to stay for 1 and a half… oh well, I think i used 2 and a half hours… pretty close to 3.
i once had a dream that my brother was being sucked in by this monster thinggy and when i tried to pull him out, he was turning in to nuts and bolts. creepy.
also, i had a dream that i was on a ferris wheel and my dad was on the ground crying because he couldn’t come on.
143-I guessed on one of the rocks, but I think I got it right. I can’t remember. The hemispheres were annoying. NYS has yet to realize that the sky is not the size of a salad bowl, I guess.
Your brother must have been soo happy when he had to wait for you… XD
145- yeah…(not really) oh well I really want to know what I got, they haven’t sent out report cards yet, hopefully they will arrive on this friday or saturday, they usually come that time of week…
hey, do you live in New York too? I thought I was the only one…
I liked the lab question where you had 6 minutes to figure out density of a rock and they explain in very simple steps how to do it. a third grader could have done that, it takes no skill, just the ability to read (luckily, I mastered that in 1st grade…)
What keeps me awake is memories of Gandalf disappearing which upset me soooooooooooo much! Waaaah! In the first movie that is
147- Really? That’s weird.
Last night I dreamed a dream in which I was utterly convinced I was not dreaming.
114 – Really? Cool. Actually, I left out a lot of details because it was taking too long to type. Here’s the full version (maybe it’s long enough to be short story now).
*ahem*
I was in a museum of dinosaurs with my family. The dinosaurs were small, about the same size as me, but there were dinosaurs everywhere. They weren’t just bones, they were real dinosaurs frozen in position. A single touch could turn it alive.
My little sister touched a Proceratops. A small dinosaur, it wandered around, but it bumped into other dinosaurs. Soon the whole room was full of small, nice plant-eating dinosaurs (for this room only had small, nice plant-eating dinosaurs).
But then I remembered that meat-eating dinosaurs existed too. I must keep the dinosaurs out of the meat-eater room, I thought. I looked around and saw a staircase. I climbed up it. There were two rooms on the second story. The first, a small one, had a single frozen dinosaur in it (a plant-eater). Then, there was a huge purple door – with a sign on it that said, “DANGER: KEEP OUT.” Another sign by the door said “RAPTORS”. What frightened me most was that the door was ajar.
Very cautiously, I tiptoed up to the door, took one small peek inside, and shut the door quietly. This was starting to scare me. I didn’t want anybody even near the door in case they accidentally went inside or something, so I called down the stairs to my family, “Don’t come up the stairs!” But my little sister was already running up the stairs. She ran past me.
She reached out and touched the dinosaur in the first room for a really long time. 20 dinosaurs popped out of it! I watched the first 19 dinosaurs go quickly through a door onto a balcony overlooking the valley the museum was in. They all jumped off the balcony onto the big lawn in front of the museum below, where the rest of my family was playing with huge rubber balls. But then the 20th dinosaur went over to the big purple door, which was the Raptors room. The last I saw was the dinosaur turning the doorknob and opening the door before I ran like heck down the stairs and out the door accross the lawn. “Run for your life!” I screamed.
The museum was in a small valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides except one. There were several gates and fences around the museum, and a road that went up the mountain to a toll booth. I ran around one fence through a gate, then frantically ran over a long way through the next gate.
Then I saw two friends I had from my old school. They were riding a two-seated bycicle. “Run!” I said. “The Raptors are on the loose!” “What are you doing running that way?” one of them said. “The road out is this way!” I turned and saw that they were right.
Their bicycle started getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger, until it suddenly turned into a red sports car. Then I was suddenly in the red sports car driving up the mountainside and my friends were nowhere in sight. Then I was sitting in the shotgun seat and my dad was driving. It was getting very confusing.
We approached the toll booth. It let us go free for some reason, and we came to a 3-way intersection of another road. One way went out of the valley, the other way went down into the valley, but far away from the fences and the museum. My dad went down into the valley.
As we were driving down, I saw tons of frozen prehistoric animals (not just dinosaurs) everywhere. I saw a frozen brown wolf sitting on a blue rock and a huge frozen sloth hanging from a tree. My dad wanted to restore them all so that they would be “set free”, but I said, “Come on, come on, the raptors will get us!” Finally, at the end of the road, I reached out and touched a huge apatasaourus. The apatasorous turned it’s head to eat a tree near by. Then we made a U-turn drove back up the mountainside with gusto.
I looked down at the valley and saw hundreds of raptors chasing gallimimuses around inside the outer fence. I was scared. What if the raptors take over the entire country? What if it was all my fault?
We got to the toll booth again and it let us through, and then there were some bongo players on the side of the road. They looked like Aboriginees and one was playing a tuba that looked like a big leather bugle. My dad thought we should give them some money, but I said “Come on, the raptors will eat us!” The bongo players shouted “Cheap people!” but the toll booth person waved for them to shush.
Then the car started to drive out of the valley, but then I turned back. I saw hundreds of police dogs mobbing the bongo players, who were trying to get out of the closing gates to the museum’s property. “Let us out!” the bongo people screamed, but the police said “No, we must quarintine the museum grounds because it is infected with raptors.” My dad turned to me, and said, “See? It’s all your fault. If you had given them the money, they would have gotten out, but you were selfish. Now you will pay!” Suddenly the car and my dad dissapeared. I was glued to the road.
Then out of nowhere a velociraptor charged up the mountainside and I heard a voice say, “Ooh, I must’ve missed one.” Then the Velociraptor came closer, and the voice said, “Yum, some tasty human.” As it pickeed me up and brought me toward it’s open jaws, I kicked it’s head, but the voice said, “Don’t struggle.” The velociraptor’s jaws bit down on my body, and everything faded to black while the voice said, “It’s the end of the road.”
Then I woke up.
Last night I had a dream that an evil guy was trying to capture everybody into a tesseract with his laser beam. I was in a dark room, and the laser beam spun around. I tried to jump over the laser beam, but it caught me. Suddenly I felt like I was being squashed, and I was getting smaller and smaller as I was getting sucked into the glowing bluee tesseract. As soon as I was trapped inside the tesseract’s transparent yellow walls, I woke up.
If you’re wondering what a tesseract is, it’s a 4-dimensional geometric shape. Look at it’s article on Wikipedia. Tesseracts are totally TEH_PWNAGE.
This is getting to be a scarily long post, so I’ll hit submit.
Wow. Just wow. That probably has some deep metaphorical meaning.
150 – I hate it when my dreams have morals to them.
Is my dream trying to tell me to be less selfish? Or is it telling me to give more money to people who play musical instruments on the streetside? I’m confused.
151- I bet. So would I. I was kind of joking, actually, but “it’s the end of the road” must mean something and I like trying to figure out cryptic things. Of course, I can’t actually think of anything, so clearly I’m not a very good fortune-teller.
152- Uh, maybe. But I don’t really get it. That’s a moral, and morals=icky. Maybe it’s telling you not to touch the displays at a museum.
153 – I think I know where the “it’s the end of the road” came from.
In the “Herbie the Car” movie that came out in theaters a year ago, it shows Herbie getting into a huge car crash, which was supposed to be the end of the racing car’s carrer. And it shows a newspaper with a picture of a battered up Herbie looking over a cliff at the sunset, with the headline “End of the road”.
My dream probably put that there because my life was about to end, so it was the “end of the road” on the highway of life.
Dreams have such a weird collection of bits of your life in them.
154 – But I never touch the displays at the museum! Except for a painting once when I was 5.
Well, in light of that, I honestly don’t know. It’s cool though.
(150, 151, &c) Hmm. I put the blame on the museum operators for their gross irresponsibility.
That’s funny. I didn’t even see any museum operators in my dream.
159- Exactly. They were that irresponsible.
146-I live in New York (not the city). I think there might be some other MBers, too. We probably don’t live in the same school district, though, because I already got my report card… Still…
Was that lab question the one with the scale-thingy? I think that was kind of “fun”. Did we have to find the volume, or something?
I like questions like that, where you don’t actually have to think
158+159-Ha. They were probably hiding away somewhere, having a secret museum operator party!
I have noticed that every time I spell probably, I spell it probablly. I suppose that is part of the reason I adore spell check, although I guess I should not become too dependent on it…
161- oh, I live in upstate NY, I don’t think I could stand the city, oh, and I got my report card today, I got a 94 on the regents! I am so happy, I have no clue how it happened, do you know if they put a bell curve on regents tests? and, I’ve been wondering, where all are the same regents given out? like, is it the same test throughout the nation, or state, or…region??? but what is a region, how much land does it cover???
I have returned, very swiftly. But this time I really am going on vacation… really…
162-Yay! Congradulations on the regents! I think they have a special chart-graph thing that they grade it on, but I’m not sure. I have no idea about the test. How upstate? Near the capital? Or near the Great Lakes? Or more Lake Placid-ish? Never mind. I the GAPAs might zap it…
GAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had an awful nightmare last night!!!!
I went to the mailbox to get the July Muse, and it was only the size of a small paperback book! I flipped through it, and it started shrinking before my eyes!! First it had only 15 pages, then only 12!!! I screamed NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO and then woke up in a fright.
The evil Muse publishers giving poor innocent kids nightmares!!!
163- ummm, about 42 degrees, 36 minutes North Latitude (zap it if you want, GAPAs, but I won’t give my longitude) see what I learned in E. sci. last year? well, actually I’ve known how to do lat. long. since 3rd grade, whoever thinks up curriculums must think the average person is below average intelligence (yeah…)
162 ~ I think the Regents are statewide. I took the earth science this year too! I got a 96. On the first part, did you guys have issues with the one where there was a big tube and you dropped the plastic bead things into it? Some of them floated! But so many people had issues with it in my school that they didn’t take off points if your data was weird, as long as you plotted it right. My friend in another district said it was screwed up there, too.
There were some on the multiple choice that I didn’t know at all so I kind of guessed in the most educated way I could. Like about the red stars or something.
I live kind of mid-state although I call it upstate because I used to live in the city so White Plains is upstate to me. xD I live in the Hudson Valley.
Last night I dreamed that I was watching the sheep. They were in between the electric fence and the woods and there was a strange green light, like the sun was shining through the forest canopy in the middle of summer. Nothing much was happening. I put the sheep away in the stables, which was strange, and it turned out that Cinnamon Moon (yes, the blogger) lived only a little ways away. Naturally, I was going to visit her, and her mom was in the barn. So I got into her car (it was red), and we started driving up a mountain, that looked suspiciously like a mountain that I have driven up before, but I won’t name even though I don’t live anywhere near it. I was talking to Cinnamon Moon, and her name seemed very long and awkward to say, so I decided to call her by her real name, which was, for some reason, Sophie. (Yes, I know it isn’t in real life.) We drove up the mountain till we came to her house, but then I had to leave, for some reason pertaining to my sister. And I don’t remember the rest of the dream.
166- that’s cool, yeah, the red/blue shift never made sence to me, one means it’s coming towards us and the other is going away…but who cares? it’s not like it effects us, I mean, if it was going to smash into earth it’s not like we could help it
167 – Interesting.
I had a dream that the GAPAs made hundreds of threads for no reason.
The night before last I dreamed I was Dumbledore or someone, and I was walking backward and I kept giving people some password, and last night I dreamed I was on Role-Playing Writing, and I saw that there were 280 comments and my last one was number 116, which was bad, (I always read all the posts since my last one on the thread), but I started to read them, but I woke up. Oh, and there were black splotches all over it, and everything was sort of unclear.
171- Obsession. It gives you strange dreams.
Does anyone ever have dreams where it’s hard to open their eyes (in their dream)? And you can barely see your dream?
I also have dreams where I can see through my eyelids. It always happens during nightmares.
that is confusing! I believe that if you can hardly open your eyes or move after you sleep it’s called…was it dream paralysis?
173- I often find it hard to talk in my dreams. But the eye-opening thing only comes when I have just woken up.
Last night I dreamed that I didn’t know what to dream. Honest. I was trying to com up with something to dream about. And when I did, I thought, “This would make a good book. I need to get up and write it down before I forget.”
Last night I had a dream that I was sitting on like a flower garden thingy ledge with my best friend watching cute piggies play on the sidewalk, when this guy came out of a door and started throwing them very violently into a truck that goes to a slaughter house. I was very upset, and then when he wasnt looking I tried to save like this squarish fat one, but he cought me, and then I woke up. Creepy huh? Also a bit depressing….
I’ve had a few dreams that I can’t remember. I think that one of them was about the Sea Roc RRR, and I was finally editing it. (Ha ha, right?)
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177-Obsession? Sounds right. Obsession with Harry Potter and Role-Playing Writing I suppose.
179- I had the exact same reaction. *starts to cry* You know people probably treat them that way in real life…*cries harder* POOR PIGGIES!!! *sob*
Last night I had a dream that me and my mom moved to this wierd castle place, where we had to dress and act and talk differently. And then I dreamed I went to a form of Hogwarts school, only it was different and the three main characters and I were trying to solve something, and I had had the dream before so I knew exactly what to do and Ron didnt get the credit, and then I was in this tiny cave thing playing shrades (dunno how to spell that) with a puppet, and then I was trying to defeat Voldemort and his evil group of red and green and yellow giants and he stole our troops and then I woke up. That is all I remember. When will I have a dream about Nick Jonas? *sigh*
Two or three nights ago I had an odd dream. I only remember the last part though.
We were walking over a sort of path thing over the ocean, about 15 feet above the water. This walkway consisted of a long peice of metal about two feet wide and over it, a very long carpet about 8 feet wide. And a thing railing that was just a beam with a few supports, open on the bottom.
Most people were walking on the carpet nearish to the railing, and the carpet was sagging underneath them because there was nothing to support it. I was laying doen horizontally in the middle on the metal thing, sort of army-crawling-but-going-somewhere-without-actually-moving. So my parents are laughing at me, so I stand up and try to walk at the edge of the carpet and it can’t hold me and I start falling towards the water.
So I grab on and eventually my dad wanders over and pulls me up.
Then I army-crawled the rest of the way to an observation platform at the end of the walkway. At the end there’s finally more support besides just carpet, so I sit near the railing and watch this huge whale that everyone’s come out to look at. It was like a very large narwhal, witht he horn on it’s nose.
There was another one next to it (whale, that is) that rose up as the platform lowered down so we could be closer. It was really, really big and had a lage eye, even for the size of it’s head.
Then mom woke me up. *sigh*
181- Charades.
182- That reminds me of a dream I had once that involved whales, whale people, holding my breath, rings, sharks, and underwater bridges.
Two nights ago, during Barry Bond’s 21-at-bat hitless streak, I dreamed of newspaper headlines saying “AFTER SLUMP, BARRY BONDS GOES 4 FOR 4 WITH 4 HOME RUNS.” Yesterday, Barry Bonds broke his 21-at-bat slump and went 3 for 3 with 2 home runs, a single and a walk. Am I a prophet or what?
184- 3 for 3 means he got 3 hits in 3 at bats, right? HOW can 3 hits be a single, a walk, and 2 home runs? That requires FOUR hits!
I dunno anything about baseball. I havnt really had any dreams. But before drifting off to sleep reading Harry Potter I though Dudley was eating a dancing potato……or something of the sort.
185-Oops, I mean 4 at bats! But the principle is the same!
I had a dream that I met the Sprouse twins last night. I hate to admit that becuase I think disney channel is pretty stupid, no offense. I like TV Land, it rules.
I had a very odd dream, with lots of elements. But at one point I dreamed that we were in a walnut-shell boat full of apples.
I almost never dream…in my sleep, that is…
I have lots of dreams about bands I like… Let’s see…
Green Day, My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, and Fall Out Boy have all appeared in my dreams.
Last night I dreamed that two more rabbits appeared. And it ought to have turned into a nightmare there, but it didn’t, because I had an idea. I was going to dig a warren, and since there were now enough rabbits to sustain a population and not inbreed, it was actually a happy dream.
Last night I dreamed we were at a fair or something, and I think we were in a building, and it was daytime outside, but we were in my parents’ old bedroom (in New Jersey), or a room just like it, and it was night inside, and the father from Baby Blues asked to be given something, but he didn’t want to pick it up because he was afraid there was a Lethifold on it or something (I can’t remember the dertails) and it was complicated but at the end the father from Baby Blues asked for something again and Hammie (also from Baby Blues) asked if he could put it on first and the father said yes and Hammie put a doughnut on his hand, and then the father said a volcano was erupting (at least I think it was a volcano) and we started running through mazes untill I woke up. It was weird.
I had a strange dream a couple of nights ago:
There was this mine where they mined bananas with a big steamshovel, and I was the person who drove one of those big dumptrucks (the ones that arn’t allowed to go on the road because they are too big and heavy) to the supermarket. But somehow, along the way, I got lost and ended up in antartica, or someplace cold, and I decided to sell the bananas to the penguins, but because it was so cold, the bananas had froze and turned all purple, and when the penguins tried to eat them, they were so hard and frozen that the penguins beaks broke off :cry:. So then I tried to capture and eat the penguins whose beaks hadcome off because I knew they couldn’t hurt me, but just as I was about to grab one, I fell through the ice and woke up.
I feel sorry for the penguins. *sniff*
I had a dream a few nights ago that a bunch of kids were sitting around in the hall at my school and I was talking to them and then my leader from People to People burst out of a classroom and said “I need 10 people to come with me right now!” and everyone was running around calling 911. So I was one of the 10 people and we all slid down the banisters and ran outside where we found that a kid named Andy had been skateboarding. He fell and got his face and left arm stuck under the sidewalk. Someone put an IV in him and he seemed to be unconscious. I started freaking out and I bent over and touched his face and started crying then he opened his eye (you could only see 1) and started wiggling. I was yelling at him to stop moving because he’d get hurt and then someone started shaking the IV bag so I was yelling at them. Andy managed to get himself unstuck and then everyone was happy.
That wasn’t even my weirdest dream. I’ll put more up later.
195 – That’s really strange, and funny. Kinda reminds me of my dreams.
dudeness
The other night I had a dream that I, my dad, the brother of my sister’s friend, two kids from the elderhostel, and a bunch of random people were all standing in my driveway. There was going to be a tsunami, and we had to be ready. All the sheep were in the house. There was a ditch in front of us, and in the ditch were several mundane objects, like tin cans. These were important, but I can’t remember how. I think they may have been teleporting devices, and they figured into some back story that I can’t remember, except that in it I was swimming. Anyhow, this tsunami was going to come and all we had to do was ride the wave, and then would survive. I was really scared when my dad told us that, and I said, “But I can’t swim very well!” Then the girl from the elderhostel said, “Yes you can, you can swim really well!” I didn’t think so, but then I remembered that I had been swimming earlier, and I had been good at it. But I was still scared, and suddenly I remembered my rabbits. I started gathering up their cages because there wasn’t really any time, and I put them all inside. Then we went into the house, where we were safe from the tsunami, and my mom came in, and I told her about my rabbits and the sheep. Then I woke up.
I would say that sounds really strange, but I guess it doesn’t really, for a dream.
I had a dream that it was the first day of school and we hadnt gotten any school supplies yet. Lame dream, but that is what I was thinking about that day.
194-It means that somebody is going to take bananas to Antartica.
198-It mean your house will be hit by a tsunami.
200-It means that you have to buy your chool supplies quickly before they wsell.
I hope I forget the dream I had last night. *shivers and turns green* I hope it doesnt happen in real life. Now I will fail to elaborate on that, sorry. Its gross.
I had a really gross dream last night too. Not just gross, scary. And weird. The canal/creek/whatever was scarily icky. Floating with rotting stuff… White rotting stuff that smelled horrible. And it felt icky like dead bugs. Ew. No wonder I slept badly.
203- Eww…just to add more description, my dream was disturbing, nasty, ug. I would prefer to forget it. Rotting stuff in a creepy canal/creek/whatever….*shiver* that is freaky too, I hope we both sleep better tonight.
I had a weird dream last night where for some reason I was showing Kt and her mom a huge house next door that doesn’t exist in real life, and there was a barn behind it, with cows, and they said they didn’t like cows (false, obviously) but anyway, I said that wasn’t a problem, the barn could go away, and they were going to wait one more day and then move in!
But kt’s mom wasn’t how she is in real life. That was weird…
NO ONE’S POSTED HERE IN FOREVER!
Now that that’s out of the way, I had a dream involving a kite. I don’t really remember it though.
I also had this dream that I went to a school dance, but I was wearing pajamas over my dress for some reason, and I had to go back home and get rid of them, and then when I came back the dance was almost over but there were some headphones nearby that I put on and it was playing the radio edit of Fake It by Seether…
Hmm. I haven’t been able to remember my dreams recently. But I remember some strange ones after the August Kokonvention……
Here goes.
I was in Washington D.C. with my parents, and we met Robert, Purple Panda and Tiwann Hippo Fan. I had my violin, and when we all went into some cafe for lunch the waitors wouldn’t let me take it with me, I had to check it into a coat room of some sort. Anyway, after lunch, they came and gave me a different violin. I told them it wasn’t mine, it wasn’t the same case, and I wanted MY violin, etc…. But they kept insisting that I take this violin that wasn’t mine, and that it was mine, and I just didn’t know what my own case looked like, etc… About this time I woke up, thinking “wow, that was weird.” I also checked to see that my violin was were it should be, just in case. (It was.)
I had a dream last night that my friends M, C,L and I were sunbathing on the top of a bus at school…And suddenly this formally nice guys at our school comes over and pushes us all off….but then we just keep floating and floating forever…. And then my cat sat on my head and woke me up.
Shveet Dreams everyone! Hope for NaNo inspirations in the morning!
I had a horrible dream this morning. I can’t remember it all, but there was the person I liked, our friend, Heidi, and me…I beleive something was killing everyone, because I remember the person I liked was dieing. There were paramedics crowding around her, and Heidi and I were watching. The person I liked started to cry because she knew she was dieing, then Heidi cryed and the person I liked died…then I cried. It was about the sariest most traumatizing dream I ever had.
i misspelled cried…d’oh…
one time i dreamed there was like this evil clown and i was stuck in a place with tons of polka dots with my mom and to get out she hasd to lick the bottom of my shoe. I was scared of clows after that thinking they would rip off their faces and be him.
allso when i was really young i dreamed i got kissed by my crush. we were in mcdonalds
I had a dream the other night that I was hanging out on the schoolyard near my house, on the far side of the hill, with a few of my friends. There was a cement wall there, like on a highway, for some reason, and one of my friends had a stash of pot just sitting there. And he kept it there all of the time and no-one had ever touched it.
Then we went off and did something else, and one of my friends said something about how awesome the summer had been, and how awesome we all were. While smoking a cigarette and pensively looking out into the sunset.
Then we came back to the school, the next afternoon or something, with another of my friends. He was high at the time…smoking pot, but not totally baked, you know? But I couldn’t tell much difference except that his speech was slightly slurred for some reason and he had a joint in his fingers. Then he said to me, “hey, are you baptised?” To which I replied, truthfully, “no.” Then he said, “will you marry me?” And I was all like, “uhm, what?” And he started laughing like crazy (more than he already was) and tried to go off on the story behind that and then I woke up.
…it’s probably a bad sign if I’m having dreams like that.
There are a few more memorable dreams that I should really post on here, but I need to go to sleep so I can wake up early tomorrow and do homework
214-perhaps you fear for your friends’ safety? If you’re having dreams about bad things happening to them…
has anyone ever been scared in a dream, and they don’t know why? I feel like that happened to me before…
215– Well, thing is…it was ridiculously realistic. Except for the one friend with the stash. And nothing bad happened, they were just getting slightly high and giggly. But it was still strange to dream about.
217-don’t get any bad ideas. just getting “slightly high” is not a good thing. Well, then I can’t really interpret it…oh well…
218– Well, I mean, beyond getting slightly high, they weren’t doing anything stupid. Like making a ham and fudge sandwich, or thinking of jumping off of a building. If it makes you feel any better, I wasn’t doing anything of the sort in the dream.
Oh, I’m sure you can interpret in some way. Somehow. Really, one can make anything into a metaphor if they wanted to.
i had a really wierd dream last night. weird because it’s the exact opposite of my life. for some reason my dad got me to smoke pot…. and then i got really high and all i could think is “O no I am so high! wat if my mom finds out!”…… and then i was at the house across the street and i had fallen asleep babysitting and they woke me up and i went and looked ina mirror while my mom talked to them. and she didn’t care/ didn’t notice how high i was. and i looked in the mirror and my pupils were dialated (sp) and i was all “ahhh i am so high! this is bad!” and it was weird.
the only part i can relate to my life is the falling asleep. because i was babysiting last week and the parents stayed out really late and i fell asleep. but i don’t understand the pot bit because i have never done drugs nor plan to do any. it was a weird weird dream.
187) Walking is not a hit. Walking is when the pitcher throws the ball outside the strike zone so you can’t hit it and you get a free pass to first base. Walking doesn’t count as an at-bat.
Why do we even have nightmares anyway? It makes no sense why our brain would generate things that would scare us away from sleeping again (which is what brains like, isn’t it)?
I had a dream that one of the GAPAs said that My Chemical Romance is not appropiate for MuseBlog.
i don’t dream of MB. but if i’ve been on all day then as i’m trying to go to sleep i think of all the post i wanted to make but didn’t but they type out across my brain so it takes a long time and it’s really anoying in the way i’m a slow typer but i’ve probably memorized where the letters are on the keyboard are now i’m just afraid to lift my eyes to the screen and find out.
223) I had a nightmare once that the GAPAs found out who I really am.
hmmmm. i had a dream last night that there was this part of the moon that fell to earth, near a town controlled by this bad king- guy. so when the villagers saw it flying down, they sent a few people to go and look at it, maybe even get some of it, before the king. when they got there, it had all this golden dust around it. the rock itself was really big–maybe even larger than a three-story building. they took some of the rock, and found a larger piece of the golden stuff. when they got back, they tried to see if it was gold, but instead of being soft, it was super hard. sooo they made a sword. i think this dream was about making a sword because i just saw a movie on how katanas are made….. so then the first guy made the sword, then it went to this other guy who kept it for 15 years, and all those 15 years, he spent 4 days a week sharpening it. so in the end of my dream, they gave this really shiny katana to a samurai who i guess was going to help the people overthrow the king. the edge of the sword was so sharp, it sliced on the molecular level. if you touched the edge, only applying a tiny amount of pressure, it would cut you.
hmmm. what a funny bird outside my window.
I remember a dream I had one time in which a black hole was coming towards earth. I was in my house and watching things getting sucked into the hole. It was pretty scary.
I’ve had a lot of….. weird dreams. Sometimes they repeate after years, which givesme the whole de ja vous feeling. I had this one Peter Pan dream for years and last night I had a freaky dream about the Olsen twins and i couldn’t remember the dream but the de ja vous was there…. creepy.
But sometimes i have good dreams too… for those of you twilight fans, I’ve renacted those books multiple times.
I always have really weird dreams. The tend to involve cariters in my favorite books but in really weird settings. Every now and then I can sort of control my dreams but it’s usually only for a few seconds. Does anyone else ever have those weird dreams when your sick that you can’t remember but they still creep you out?
I have dreams about whatever is on my mind. A few days ago, I had a great one where I was talking to Carl Sagan!
i flew!!!! well, i jumped and fell, and was about to hit the ground, and then i broke through the ground, and the reality kinda shattered all around me, and i started floating in nothing, but it was something, and it took shape and…. i don’t know.. i can’t remember.
I had a weird dream where there was a Muse summer camp, and all the MBers were there, but it was in the same place as the summer camp I went to last year.
228- I remember an exceedingly disturbing dream I had when I was sick seven or eight years ago, and it remained disturbing up until a year or so ago. But I could remember it.
232-why? what’s wrong with it?
I had a horrible dream that a statue with a sword came to life and tried to behead me.
You know you’ve been reading too much HG2G when you have a dream about a sperm whale falling on top of you.
I have a lot of really weird dreams…
Lately I’ve been having dreams about some of my friends online. o.o Mostly people from another forum I go on, but I wouldn’t be suprised if some MuseBloggers showed up soon.
I had a dream I was the avatar of the Pheonix Force. (Marvel Comics)
I flew to the top of the Empire State Building.
Sadly, I didn’t see any crime to fight, so I just did some aerial tricks until I woke up.
After the D.C. Kokonvention I had several strange dreams with MuseBloggers in them. It’s weird.
I had a dream about MB. First I went on MB, and there was a video posted by Rebecca of her in an olshgash costume dancing onscreen with ‘The Jitterbug’ in the background, and pictures of red drawn mickey mouse flashing on the screen. Then I was in an old grimy room with a projector and Rebecca, and other MBers, and we all laughed. Then I was in a room for the night with a girl and a boy slightly younger than me. The boy left, and the girl and I shot each other with dart nerf guns. One of them was C++D’s and one was mine(in real life. C++D didn’t show up in my dream). Then I discovered how much more comfortable it was to sit on a PC keyboard than the beds. Next, I was in my school’s dimly lit(weird) multi-purpose room. Many other MBers from all around were in the bleachers. On the floor were standing the 4 GAPA’s. Each people had different tasks to get into Muse Academy. I was up against TMFA in a battle(he had two forks and I had nothing) of armies, and whoever made the most jokes won. During the fight one of the MBers in the crowd went into labor(which was predicted by another MBer earlier). It was rather odd, since all MBers in the crowd ranged from 12 to 16. Then I fought TMFA, disarmed him, and pointed the forks at him, but he said a joke, and I was back at home, sighing because I failed the entrance exam…*sniffle*
This is a dead thread, so I doubt anybody notices what I posted…
239 – Oh, weird! I’ve had dreams about MB/MBers before, but they’re usually about Kokonventions.
I noticed. That was WEEEIIIIRDDD.
239- Weird…
it was basically all I had posted before going to sleep. Mickey mouse wands, C++D’s dart guns, muse academy thread had just come out…
244 – It’s always fun to try and figure out where the different parts of your dream come from, isn’t it?
well, everything was really familiar afterwards, so…
but, aside from that, yes.
A few days ago I had a dream that my BGF was here and we were watching a movie in my mom’s basement and laughing and just having a good time. I was really dissapointed when I woke up though because he lives in NC and I live in Ohio. I hate when I have a really nice dream and then wake up and realize it’s not real.
239- Wow… That’s weird.