Dreams Topic

Best I start this one off, kiddies.

So, this was a while ago, I just never got around to sharing it.

This was like a couple days after the Invisible Children assembly, so it probably had a lot to do with it. But anyway, I was like this awesome badass warrior person doing SO MUCH COOL ACROBATIC FIGHTING STUFF, saving millions of people's of lives, and winning all of the men's hearts, and making a million dollars and all that stuff.

But the catch was, I could only do all of this stuff I was wearing these special pants hand stitched by Ugandan children. So I was being all badass and stuff, and taking care of my pants, but one day I had to wash them. AND THEN THEY GOT LOST IN THE WASH. I WAS SO PISSED. I was like looking EVERYWHERE for these pants and I COULD NOT FIND THEM. It was just horrible, and I tried to do something awesome, but it didn't work out because I had to go and loose those pants.

And gosh, that dream just RUINED my morning. I just woke up feeling so pissed and myself and everything and everyone and it was just horrible.

And what's up with all these dreams I have about shorts and pants?!

Well.

I had this dream where I was like at this weird school slash ranch place, and I was wandering around the place, looking for inspiration for this roleplay and some stories I'm writing. Suddenly, I had the idea that I wanted to write a story thing where my characters take on the roles of Disney princess, and I look outside and I see Nick running by on a hill in his PE uniform, and I'm like so inspired.

But I need the sacred black gym shorts to be able to write this properly. So I run onto my bus and there's Laura wearing a ninja costume, and then there's suddenly a dresser so I begin digging through all my pajamas, and pull out black gym shorts that I do not own in real life, AND I COULD NOT FIND THE SACRED ONES. So I kept throwing clothes around, and then I woke up. Through the latter part of the dream 'Battle Against A Weird Enemy' was playing.

Seriously. These dreams about shorts.

Dude. That song is SO trippy. 8|

It is. And the battle backgrounds are even more trippy.

I was on this really awkward trip to the mall in this minivan w/ Amanda and Ergo of all people who was being all ":/" like always and talking about how her sister's getting married. We get to Best Buy, it's awkward. I look at printers. Then Manda and I get like pushed into this Employees Only door. We somehow ended up underground in the youth hallway at church, only it was unusually dark, green, and with various vines and flowers growing along the walls and ceiling. And it had been taken over by the student council/socraticfags who were now running everything and everyone there as slaves. We get forced into this room, they take our phones and crap, then Orion the president dude (i squee'd) grabs me by the shoulders and was like, "Blah blah blah something inferring slavery" so I get dragged off by that other guy who wears those giant hipster glasses and plaid shirts. Apparently I get away and get my phone back only to find they deleted my background photo and Amanda and I escape or something, she leaves and I go home. My long-deceased great-grandpa and his recently-deceased wife were there being all silly like they always were. Apparently we're all going to see Beauty and the Beast at the 3:00 AM Theatre (which has appeared in a few other dreams). I have to pee like a racehorse. Grandpa says "Oh, which kidney are you going to empty?" Then I wake up.

WEIRDEST DREAM EVER. ;A;

SO THIS HAPPENED:
I was in my Socials classroom (Or was it Photo? I dunno.). And EVERY guy was masturbating but they were usuing the same tissue and I had entered the class and they all had their hands in their pants and when one would finish he'd throw the tissue to another guy and that other guy would use it, and so on. And all the girls were just sitting all "..." D: I DON'T KNOW HOW I GOT THAT IN MY HEAD I SWEAR IT'S THE WORST THING EVER!!

Then, my science teacher was all ragefest-y and angry and he threw a ruler a t a kid and overturned desks and was all "RAAAR MAD I AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And all this other stuff.

Then I had ANOTHER class with my new Social Studies teacher teaching art, and in her annoying nasally voice, was all "If you draw this I'll give you a gingerbread cream donut."
And I don't even KNOw if gingerbread cream donuts exist.

First of all, I am not making this up. I promise you that this is a real dream.

OKAY, so I'm at home, and I go into my living room, and I pull out this big book of history that kinda looks like my copy of The Hobbit, which is this beautiful, green hardcover edition. But anyway, I open it up, and I begin reading about this explorer guy, and I become SO into the story I almost 'become' this explorer guy, and I follow his adventure through his eyes.

So I'm writing on this big, beautiful light brown horse, and we're riding through what looks like the countryside of England except cooler, and I past this old man's house, and he's like "Oh, it's dangerous out there! There are strange creatures!" and I'm like "Okay, thank you for the warning!" And we're driving through, admiring the landscape, when something startles my horse. It looks like a little lightning bug (But it's actually a fairy) and then my horse is going crazy and jumping around the place and kicking, but I hold on, and it finally calms down when we're on top of this high ledge, and we manage to see over the trees and see a lake...

And, there is a unicorn drinking from the lake. My inner monologue tells me that unicorns are indeed really, just very very rare. And we watch it for a minute, and than ride off.

I'm then in this forested area with a waterfall, and a river and it's just SO gorgeous, and in the distance I see a giant/troll thing, and then my inner monologue again alerts me by saying "You know, looks wise, giants aren't that different from us." and then the giant looks away, and then in the distance is the silhouette of something else, and my inner monologue says "But the strangest creatures of all are indeed humans." and then there is the shot of a man...

And then cut to an awards ceremony where I'm being presented a medal for my contributions to the natural world, and I give a little speech, and than I go back to that old man's house earlier, I talk with him a bit, and then I give HIM the medal. And then, I climb on my horse and I ride off for my adventures.

IT WAS AMAZING.

Last night I had a very elaborate dream that Fletcher killed himself.

That is all.

Oh my God... o____o


I had a dream where my friend put pornographic images on facebook by accident. Then I woke up and then I fell back asleep and my grandpa like came back and was like evil and tried to rape me or something then I escaped his car and I ran into my old grade 6 teacher and HE tried to rape me so I was running and crying and then I was against this door crying and my principle appeared and he was like helping me so now I have intense trust for my principle. o3o