Saturday, December 10, 2011

I only remember two of the many dreams I had while slipping back and forth through consciousness.

In the first, I met my cousin from Britain. He kept a scrapbook of news from the newspaper and I went through it while sitting on my mom's huge bed. I compared one day's paper from his book-- I had a copy of a certain date and put it in my own newspaper scrapbook journal.

In my second, I was going to New York. Cookie's mom took me to the airport which, when she left me alone, it turned into a bus-like vehicle. I met people I was going to see again at a family event. When I arrived, I wandered through the city to find my hotel. I remembered Anthony Bourdain and Cookie's friend, Passionfruit, and thought about the travelling they did. I reached the hotel which was dimly lit and I dropped things off in a room I shared with people who remembered me but I didn't remember them. They were friends of Cookie's sister. I went to the shower, which seemed like it belonged to an older house and shower, realizing I forgot to bring shampoo and soap. I was also afraid of getting athlete's foot. I went back to my room and Cookie's mom asked if she could borrow seven hundred dollars. I looked at the menu for dinner time in my room and it was worth that much to eat for one night.

Friday, December 9, 2011

I had many dreams, but I don't remember them very much. I think I had three or four.

In one dream, I was looking through an author's blog on the Internet. The author posted pictures from her bachelorette party. It was a wild party, which they flirted and spent time with random guys not in the wedding party. They were scandalous pictures I'm sure the groom wouldn't want to see.

Another dream had my sister who kept opening the doors in my room. There was one door in the divider wall, which doesn't exist in reality's wall.

Another dream I was at a place that looked like a dojo. Terry Bogard and Mai Shiranui (from The Fatal Fury and the King of Fighters games) were there by the doors which led outside. The sky was dark grey and raining heavily. Mai pounced on me with a hug and Terry smiled faintly, but something else was on her mind.

The last dream may be the continuation of the dream with Terry and Mai, since they were there still, but instead of a dojo, we were at the foyer of a high school. There was a huge, glass window dividing us from the foggy, blue outdoors. I don't remember exactly what happened, but there were more people there who showed up now and again. They were usually running from some kind of illness that appeared. They would come out and some people would drop dead, or keel over depending on what disease they came in contact with. Terry and Mai were brave and they stuck around but when the third wave of an unidentifiable disease appeared I ran with a group of four that wanted to escape alive. Two of us got sick and I was left running with Adande (Swoozie, the video blogger from YouTube). We out ran the sick people who followed us like zombies and sat at the waiting room with newspapers and magazines. When we heard the sick coming for us, we each opened a newspaper and hid behind them, in a pose as if we were reading. The sick zombies didn't see us.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

I don't remember much of this dream, but I was an NCIS agent working with Gibb's team. We were trying to catch a criminal and I kept finding guns. The first one I found on the pursuit behind Tony, who was pursuing Gibbs, who was pursuing the criminal was a sniper rifle of some kind. I couldn't lug it down the long, spiral staircase, so I left it, finding a desert eagle along the way. I couldn't turn the safety off when I needed to fire it, so I handed it to Gibbs. He jabbed something to the side of it, like a pen' and it fired. When the enemy was down and captured, Gibbs showed me what was wrong with it. At the end, his team and I sat around a dinner table with dim lights and we had dinner.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

I had a dream which was a mix of E.P.I.C, Star Trek and X-Men. Arika (I think) ended up on a ship in space. It was massive that it housed environments. She was in a library of junk and garbage, arranged and organized, as well as some had their form changed to tiny bits. Arika was slinking, trying not to get caught and before she was caught, Isica pulls her in behind a rack full of hung garbage. As they waited, listening to the local mafia head, as he talked about rats being present in this room. Isica told Arika to wait, and she dove into the aisles to get their attention. She ambushed the leader and killed him, before going after the other in another aisle. When both were dead, she dragged one to a garbage shute and heard someone approach so she dove into the crushed pieces of trash bin. It was Kirk and Spock from Star Trek, and they crashed into the ship in space not too long ago. They were lost. I don't remember what happened here, but suddenly the alarm rang about another space ship near us. Isica got out of the bin and slimmed through the aisles to have a look at who the voices belonged to. She was surprised to see another ship with its cockpit aimed towards space. There was a huge map on a digital screen shoeing radar of the attackers and the surrounding topography of planets. She asked them what that was, never seeing their screen or technology before, but everyone ignored her question as they prepared for battle. Arika left the hiding and wandered around the library of organized trash, running into Logan of X-Men. He was the ship's chef and told her to come along. They reached a room where Logan told her to put on a space suit as he was putting one on and together, they jumped into a shute in the wall which brought them to the cold, darkness of space. They were going to help defend the ship from outside.

Monday, December 5, 2011

I was at Cookie's school and getting together with his friends to go on a trip. I went with the girls first and we bought fast food for lunch, which we all sat down in a cafeteria and ate. I hugged Cookie as we ate and everyone talked about going on this one ride where everyone goes down backwards while being seated. I thought I'd try it with everyone. When we finished eating, we went outside. We did some walking and found ourselves at an empty place. There were a couple of people walking past, but it seemed too early for any other guests to come yet. The was interlocked with pink stone and everywhere else was blue with the sky. There were black railings all around where the sky touched the ground and a couple of black painted street lamps. There was a building to our right of a golden coloured brick, with an arch leading through it. We thought it was the end of the line so we turned around. Passionfruit said that this was where he had to part with us, so we said goodbye and from my black, Roots backpack from high school, I gave him a granola bar. As we left him, I noticed the blue horizon turned out to be the falls. I didn't realize we were at Niagara Falls! I was happy as I walked past it and felt the mist fall on me and moistened my face.

We finally reached the ride, and there were a few people already on it.
It was a green pod-looking ride which four people had their own pod each. As our friends piled in, I heard a man say they can't have their backpacks with them and will have to give them to the man. As I watched the pod began to move backwards and down a hill, I changed my mind from going. I pulled aside Wafer and told her that I didn't want to go anymore. She understood my fear and told me to tell the two operators about the situation. I went up to the two girls seated. They had a table with a screen before them which showed the people seated in the initial position before they pressed the button to let them go. They explained what the ride would do, but I didn't feel like becoming a quivering ball of chicken at the end, so they let me go and a man escorted me to the exit to wait for my friends.

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