Post by Schmergo on Jul 26, 2006 8:06:05 GMT -5
If you have any weird dreams, post them here!
I've had weird dreams for the past several nights.
FOUR NIGHTS AGO: I dreamed that Ashveen had cancer. I was so freaked out when I woke up that I sent him an email making sure he was okay.
THREE NIGHTS AGO: Okay, I had an incredibly weird and extremely realistic-feeling dream last night (though it makes no sense, now that I think about it. But it did at the time.) I lived in this city that didn't seem to comply with the other laws of the US, since it was like some sort of bizarre dictatorship. So one day, me, Kellee, and a dude who I'm pretty sure was Draco Malfoy (I know, but fictional characters always pop up in my dreams and act like regular people I've known all of my life) find out that we're going to be sentenced to death, I forget why. But we found out that some guy's house was on the border, so we snuck over into that guy's house, broke in, and crossed over the border through his back door. We kept making jokes about how we were going to die, so we went to a mall (my mom and sister must have been getting to me in my sleep-- you know I despise shopping) and had a 'last meal' of milkshakes and cookies. (Healthy, yes?) Then we saw Zack and this girl named Sally from a TV show on the Disney Channel. (This is just getting weirder and weirder, isn't it?) And they had also escaped from a death sentence, so we went down to this waterfront and walked around the city, which was clean and beautiful, and nothing like the disgusting old city we were in. But then, the police found us. They didn’t recognize us as the people they had given a death sentence (I don't know why), but they found out we didn’t have passports. At the police station, I talked my way out of it, and so did Draco. But I felt really bad, because Kellee, Sally, and Zack all got put in the old dictatorship city's jail for life. Draco and I were allowed to live in the new city, but we were secretly organizing a network of people to slowly dig a tunnel that you three people could use to get out of jail. Eventually, we finished the tunnel and ran down into the jail. It was horrible. The cells were tiny, and everyone only got to eat bread and water. And the only other thing in their cell (no, they didn't have beds) was a random goldfish bowl, and they would get a death sentence if their goldfish died. Sally's fish had already died, so she'd been killed the previous week, and it was too late to save her, but we managed to get Kellee out safely. But then, Zack's fish died, so we started panicking, because we knew that it would set off a sensor and a prison guard would come. So the rest of us ran back to the new city and tried to think up a plan.
TWO NIGHTS AGO: Well. awhile ago, I entered a story called "What I Did On My Summer Vacation" in this teen sci-fi competition. I dreamed that I had won, and my story got made into a big-budget movie... and I got to play the lead role! It was awesome. In the dream, I wasn't acting out the movie, I was watching it on premiere night. And Matthew Lewis, who plays Neville, played a part in the movie, so we were talking and making comments the whole time. My grandma also had a small part in the movie.
LAST NIGHT: I had this power to do anything I wanted to with my hair just by thinking about it (but I wasn't a metamorphmagus because I could only do it with my hair, not anything else), which was awesome, and I was wearing a coat that looked like it belonged to Jack Sparrow. So, I was having a birthday party, which rocked, but then it randomly cut to me going to this weird town. (At this point, my hair was long and reddish and curly, like Christine in the Phantom of the Opera) The town seemed fairly normal, but everyone there thought I was pretty, which was bizarre. I didn't like it, because I thought they were making fun of me, and I got so mad at them. They offered me a modeling contract (at this point of my dream, I had asymmetrical black and purple hair that came down around my ears and eyebrows and cheeks), and I started shouting at them and beating them up because I still thought they were making fun of me. Then, some random dude told me that I could stop being all emo because no one was making fun of me, but I didn't believe him, so I hit him really hard, and one of his eyeballs popped out. That was when I woke up. and I was freaked out.
I've had weird dreams for the past several nights.
FOUR NIGHTS AGO: I dreamed that Ashveen had cancer. I was so freaked out when I woke up that I sent him an email making sure he was okay.
THREE NIGHTS AGO: Okay, I had an incredibly weird and extremely realistic-feeling dream last night (though it makes no sense, now that I think about it. But it did at the time.) I lived in this city that didn't seem to comply with the other laws of the US, since it was like some sort of bizarre dictatorship. So one day, me, Kellee, and a dude who I'm pretty sure was Draco Malfoy (I know, but fictional characters always pop up in my dreams and act like regular people I've known all of my life) find out that we're going to be sentenced to death, I forget why. But we found out that some guy's house was on the border, so we snuck over into that guy's house, broke in, and crossed over the border through his back door. We kept making jokes about how we were going to die, so we went to a mall (my mom and sister must have been getting to me in my sleep-- you know I despise shopping) and had a 'last meal' of milkshakes and cookies. (Healthy, yes?) Then we saw Zack and this girl named Sally from a TV show on the Disney Channel. (This is just getting weirder and weirder, isn't it?) And they had also escaped from a death sentence, so we went down to this waterfront and walked around the city, which was clean and beautiful, and nothing like the disgusting old city we were in. But then, the police found us. They didn’t recognize us as the people they had given a death sentence (I don't know why), but they found out we didn’t have passports. At the police station, I talked my way out of it, and so did Draco. But I felt really bad, because Kellee, Sally, and Zack all got put in the old dictatorship city's jail for life. Draco and I were allowed to live in the new city, but we were secretly organizing a network of people to slowly dig a tunnel that you three people could use to get out of jail. Eventually, we finished the tunnel and ran down into the jail. It was horrible. The cells were tiny, and everyone only got to eat bread and water. And the only other thing in their cell (no, they didn't have beds) was a random goldfish bowl, and they would get a death sentence if their goldfish died. Sally's fish had already died, so she'd been killed the previous week, and it was too late to save her, but we managed to get Kellee out safely. But then, Zack's fish died, so we started panicking, because we knew that it would set off a sensor and a prison guard would come. So the rest of us ran back to the new city and tried to think up a plan.
TWO NIGHTS AGO: Well. awhile ago, I entered a story called "What I Did On My Summer Vacation" in this teen sci-fi competition. I dreamed that I had won, and my story got made into a big-budget movie... and I got to play the lead role! It was awesome. In the dream, I wasn't acting out the movie, I was watching it on premiere night. And Matthew Lewis, who plays Neville, played a part in the movie, so we were talking and making comments the whole time. My grandma also had a small part in the movie.
LAST NIGHT: I had this power to do anything I wanted to with my hair just by thinking about it (but I wasn't a metamorphmagus because I could only do it with my hair, not anything else), which was awesome, and I was wearing a coat that looked like it belonged to Jack Sparrow. So, I was having a birthday party, which rocked, but then it randomly cut to me going to this weird town. (At this point, my hair was long and reddish and curly, like Christine in the Phantom of the Opera) The town seemed fairly normal, but everyone there thought I was pretty, which was bizarre. I didn't like it, because I thought they were making fun of me, and I got so mad at them. They offered me a modeling contract (at this point of my dream, I had asymmetrical black and purple hair that came down around my ears and eyebrows and cheeks), and I started shouting at them and beating them up because I still thought they were making fun of me. Then, some random dude told me that I could stop being all emo because no one was making fun of me, but I didn't believe him, so I hit him really hard, and one of his eyeballs popped out. That was when I woke up. and I was freaked out.