Monday, December 28, 2009

I was at a show for artists and gamers. It was a show along a path, where the guests walked along the path to see the work. One of them was a Devil May Cry picture. I don't remember much of the dream, but there was a race. I suppose we had to dress up like the character. There was two of us on this winter day. I dressed up as Nero and ran and my partner was either Dante or Vergil. We ran and coloured. There was this part of the picture that needed to be blood red, so I cut my finger tip and swiped it on the stone and I continued on the race.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

I was with Wafer in a school. We had a gun and were shooting people; I don't remember if they were after us and if the bullets were harmless. Some short time passed and an alarm rang; I don't know if it was a silent alarm. I was deciding whether I should stay and die, or run but my chances were low of escaping. I ran, telling Wafer I'll meet her outside. I came to my room, grabbing my bag and stuffing things I needed into it. Just before leaving, I grabbed a bag of Cookie's and Wafer's presents (in real life: that I had wrapped the day before). I ran out into the snow, climbing up the dunes, ready for the explosion that came... But the explosions were from several glowing, orange balls of electricity that, when glowing lines attached to them reached the ground, caused the explosion. These balls floated high in the air, about thirty feet. It was the end of the world.

Friday, December 25, 2009

I was at a school like university, but it was like a private school. We were split by genders and it seemed like it was orientation week. I was in my room. It had a nice view of the field. I got a knock on my door and Wafer came in with a little boy. I didn't want to be rude, but I also wanted to be alone; I let them stay until they I had to leave. While they were with me, I watched the crowd of people in the dark. It was late and the floor was lit by streetlight. When they were done, we left my room to wash up. We went down a flight of stairs to the main floor. I don't know what happened to the boy, but Wafer and I split up when she went down more stairs to see her boyfriend. I went into the washroom, to a stall to use the toilet. Outside my door were three girls who were talking. They had a videotape of another student that they bullied. I think it was a video of one of my friends. I opened the stall door and grabbed it from them. They went silent. I walked away after giving them an angry look. I went to the sinks to wash my hands and face. There was a black, male student who was encouraging samples of a make up product he sold. He was flirting with another student of his race. I tried some of the orange makeup on. I couldn't get it to blend on my face well. My mom found me in the washroom and we left to the main floor hall. We went downstairs to the floor Wafer disappeared down earlier. It was old and falling apart. The air was musky and the light was as if there smokers in a bar. End of the first dream.

I don't remember how this dream began. I was with my family again. We were going down this slide thing like an esophagus. There obstacles in the way that we dodged on the way down. There was this cart thing that I was given control of, that I was riding in. I picked up speed until the end of the line, where I couldn't tell whether it was a glass elevator or it didn't have a bottom and was a long way down. We landed somewhere dark with red lighting. We had to open the door and get though but to do that, we hand to solve the first puzzle; kill all the ants. They were large ants and my cousin found out that they hide in a branch of a vegetable plant. We killed them as they appeared.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I don't remember this dream in detail anymore because I'm recording it on 2010 March 19.

I was walking along University Ave when I came across a sign being set up (one of those white signs where the letters can be changed). I remember the man was unkind to me. I was a few metres away and yet he was yelling at me.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

I had two dreams or one that connected. I went to a place like Walmart, looking for a gaillardia plant for possibly a school project. My cousin worked there, and I didn't realize she found a gaillardia pulchella. It was a pretty plant. She held up a stick and said this use to be part of it but it broke off. I checked the tag. It said it was from the mountains of New York. I don't remember anything after that.

In possibly another dream, I was at home. My home looked very different, as if it were made for a country like the Philippines. I had an uncomfortable mattress and I was moving to different rooms to find a better place to sleep. I had to urinate in my dream, so I did in a tiny room, hidden by a large plant. Somewhere in this dream, I remember watching a crossover of Tales of the Abyss and Tales of Symphonia. In the end, I decided to sleep in the guest room.

In my last dream, I was with Konny and my cousin. I had to get something from the store, so he took me to a small, almost sketchy convenience store, similar to Orcel. We got out of his car and a black man who looked almost like Kanye West came to us, telling us to come visit his new club that just opened. We weren't interested so we went into the store, talking and goofing off. I either picked up and opened or had a bottle of soda with me that I drank from. I offered my cousin, who declined, then to Konny, who surprised me by taking it. Instead of drinking it straight from the bottle, as I thought he would, he took out two cups. One cup was already filled with yellowy liquid, the other he poured some of the bottle into. He gave me one and took the other. I took a sip and it tasted like pineapples. I looked over to him who was also drinking. We were talking to my cousin about how we had projects every year based on 2L soda. As I was paying at the cashier, out the window stood the man, waiting for us. He wanted us to come to his club desperately. We made a dash for Konny's car, pulling the seat down so my cousin could get in the back. The man was so close to us when we escaped and drove off.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I was in a room that looked similar to the one I lived in for 3rd year university, but in the place of my desk was a large television that played static. I was grouchy and didn't want to be bothereed. The window in my room was on a better level-- It wasn't in the basement anymore, but on the first floor. I sat on the floor beside the telecision. I don't remember what I was doing, but I heard from outside commotion that an accident occured and someone's hand (I don't know whether it was an adult or a child) was cut off by a lawn mower. I didn't leave my room but I was scared. It was bringing memories back to me. A little while passed, but I don't remember whether it was more than one hour or more than a day. As I was sitting on the floor beside the television, I heard a commotion outside my window. The same accident occured but this time, to a child or youth. I continued to hid in my room as time continued forward. After a while, I heard another commotion happene, but this time, I caught a name of the person who was in the lawn mower accident. I ran out of my room and out the door of the house to see Justin Law from Soul Eater standing there, holding his arm with a pained expression. I ran to him in panic, looking on myself for anything to tie around his wrist and use as a tourniquet. I was breathing in fast, short breaths-- I never wanted to come across seeing this again. As I tied his right hand, I shook. I could feel the same fear that I felt when this accident happened (in real life). Some days later, I assume, there was some kind of gathering of people-- a party, maybe. There were many people in this indoor space; I wandered through these people, not looking for anyone or anything in particular until I came across the dining room. There was a long, wooden table that was empty; it didn't have any food or decorations as a party would have. On the left side sat Justin, with a hand hilding his bandaged right wrist.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

I was at someone's house-- my aunt's house that didn't look like hers. There were people there too. At first, I was at the backyard watching television and a movie trailer was going on. I watched it and it came to a part where the parents and two sons were alseep but moving. They were in their underwear, standing and huging each other. I jumped when my dad walked outside, afraid I'd get into trouble for seeing these people in underwear. Inside, there was a room I went to It was dark, and I didn't quite remember what was in there. Everyone in the housse was called to meet in one room. I saw my mom and went to her.

We were gathered outside at a dark place with a hole in the ground. I don't remember who these people were that I was with, but we were on a mission and it took place in the hole. Guy Cecil from Tales of the Abyss was there; he said that he'd go down the hole first. In the hole was lots of deep water and some ground that didn't get submerged by water.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I was looking for Justin Law from Soul Eater in a big hurry, running to find him. I was in a cylinder-shaped stairwell that went on and on endlessly, and I was running downward. At times, my view point wouls switch to him too; he was also in a hurry. There was a time I came across a room in the centre of the brick staircase that spiraled down. In this room, there was a desk, and above it on the wall, there was a picture of each deathscythe with their name, and notes on their personality, as well as quirks under each photograph. There was this young man around his 20s that caught my attention. He looked serious and he wore glasses. In his list, it said "fashion police". I remember (in my dream's memory) that he didn't like Justin very much. He made a comment before, about what Justin wore. The room was a dark one, and I was an enemy of the location.

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