A Dream Journal

I'd tried and failed several times to keep diaries of my day to day life but every time I made an entry, I felt I was simply repeating myself as it was all stuff I'd just already done and said. I have a knack for remembering my dreams so it came to me as the perfect hobby to try and remember my dreams and write them down the best I could. Dreams have always interested me and considering we spend much of our lives sleeping, I find it'd be a shame to forget all that time, strolling in our own subconscious.
Here is my dream journal, remembered the best I can, for your enjoyment and consideration.
(Please don't be worried by the relatively old dates in the titles of the posts. The journal is originally on paper and I'm currently typing it all up, posting it progressively from oldest to newest. This blog is still very much alive!)

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Night of September 21-22, 2009

I remember over twenty of us from school were staying in a nice suite in a hotel. The area was full of hooligans and at one point where everyone was sleeping except me and a few others, a little kid broke in. Her mother came by and was angry not at her but at us. There was also the gossip and such of my liking Camille (D.) and she believed it too. But just like in real life, that isn't true.
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