I remember being at school and filling out a chart on animal behavior such as dogs are “mildly afraid” of humans and gorillas are only afraid of humans “in parks”.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Night of November 4-5, 2009
I remember accidentally bringing a gun to school. I was with Louis R., Marie B., Youssef H., Lucie C., and Mattheiouw (Jim) H. among a few others. We all had suitcases, were waiting in an empty classroom, and might have been going on a trip or had just gotten off the plane. I opened my big suitcase to see a loaded MP5 in a plastic bag. It wasn't mine. I went to show Louis but when I went back to my suitcase, it wasn't there anymore. I gathered everyone around at a table and told them what was going on; then I asked them to help me find it. Marie said it was “food for the 'ghinnies'” (which meant “gossip”) to which Lucie immediately laughed and said, “Oh, I like that.” We all had to be somewhere soon so I was starting to panic. Everybody's stuff from their suitcases was strewn everywhere on the floor and it was hard looking around. Getting scared of what would happen if I got in trouble, I woke up.
Night of November 3-4, 2009
I vaguely remember a complicated dream about school. It was quite interesting and I'm upset I can't fully recall it.
Night of November 2-3, 2009
I remember driving at night around San Francisco; racing actually. Up and over the hills really fast. I was just in an ordinary car but once in a while I'd see a really nice car parked. I finally decided to just park and look around for one. I don't remember what kind of car it was. Alessio P. was there with me and we were walking around a residential neighborhood with a few shops. We were chatting about cars as we walked. A small delivery truck was parked in the middle of the road, perpendicular to the flow of traffic. It was late at night so no one was driving but all of a sudden a bus came and plowed right through it, ripping it in half. At all the noise, the delivery man came out and we asked him if he was ok. He casually said that that wasn't the first time that happened. He had another delivery truck (or maybe the first wasn't even his and he was just joking) and on it were flower bouquets all labeled for different addresses. I noticed one for our house and realized it must be for Natasha's birthday (which in the dream, was that night). Alessio was gone and was replaced by a girl I've never seen. The florist gave me a rose to give her. There was a small convenience store nearby and I went in to get change. It was fairly busy inside. A man gave me a TV guide and on the counter I saw a man had paid for something with a three-dollar bill. Papa came in and asked if I wanted him to put the TV guide away. I said sure but I didn't care really. He then asked he should put it on the display case so I turned to him and said, “Look, you're just making this a big deal. It doesn't matter.” This sort of shocked him and he threw it away, deflated. Sorry that I hurt his feelings, I woke up.
Night of November 1-2, 2009
I remember being in a dream in a small city like Monterey. Mama, Papa, Paula S., and I were all at a small apartment and we played boardgames and card games. I also remember “waking up” from a previous dream and writing it down because I've put this notepad next to my bed. Obviously that was just a dream too.
I also remember a second dream being at school. It was Culham but had students and teachers from both Culham and Lycée. For a reason that I can't remember, Mrs Pradas was very mad at me personally. It wasn't a scholastic reason. I really, really didn't want to go to Spanish class and just needed to avoid her. I was with Oli (with whom she was angry a little bit too) and we decided it'd be best to skip Spanish. We hid in some bathrooms near the teachers' photocopy room and could hear the different Spanish teachers looking for us, as some younger kids came in we asked if they'd do us a favor by pretending to be us and distracting the teachers as a diversion. They agreed and left the bathroom making lots of noise. We saw our chance and left around back behind the infirmary and near the Shumann Hall. We then heard our entire Spanish class behind us. It seems that they all decided just to leave in the middle of class because Mrs Pradas was behind them and looking angry. Solene W. and Margaux S. were there and asked, “What's your average in Spanish?” to which I replied, “Eight or eight and a half...” They then said that, “That's good for you because we have and average of nine point seventy-five and our averages're gonna go down because of this.” (I understood that that would mean my grades would be closer to the class average) Mrs Pradas looked furiously at us but Oli and I just smiled and innocently got in line with the others who were all walking to the Sports Hall. (If class had started at that moment, we wouldn't even have considered very late so we were the least in trouble.) As we all arrived at the Sports Hall, another class led by Pauline Legendre (sports teacher from Lycée) was there. There were mostly just having fun throwing basketballs. Mrs Pradas went to talk to Pauline and we all ran in to play with out friends. As I ran up to Youssef H. and Julien F., I woke up.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Night of October 31-November 1, 2009
I remember being in a massive store the size of an airport terminal. In it was a huge Boots. There was a long line, taking up to two or three hours, for a new mascara coming out. Luckily Mama and I arrived a bit early and just missed the crowd. We only had to wait around ten or fifteen minutes. We bought some “Type 2” and “Type 5” mascara for Natasha. The dream changed and I remember being on a train and foreseeing it crash in a vision. I told my family and the other passengers who were on the train too and they believed me. We stopped at the next station and everyone got off. For some reason, a lady said she couldn't get off. Not physically get off but for a different reason. Mama decided to stay on and help her once the train crashed (with both of them on it). The woman was Asian and possibly pregnant. Papa, Natasha, and I stayed on the platform and watched the train go on to its future destruction. It was a very sunny and hot day and we waited anxiously for any word on their condition (especially, and obviously, Mama's). By the time I woke up, we still hadn't heard anything and a long time had passed.
Night of October 30-31, 2009
II remember being in a video game and fighting off a big three-headed monster with a butterfly net. There were also two men, a girl I've never seen, and Tristan D. helping me.
Night of October 29-30, 2009
I remember a really long dream with school, shopping and driving. In the end, I was also in a house and had to free my friends. All I had was an old 17th century rifle and a small sword. The driving was actually most fun although, as usual, really hard.
Night of October 27-28, 2009
I remember being on a class trip to the ancient Bible Lands. We got to dress up as people from Galilee. It was very hot and some of the horses died.
Night of October 26-27, 2009
I remember two things. The first is being on a high-speed train to Canada and appreciating the mountains. The second is fighting Jabun and freeing him (from Zelda). I was a ninja with Natasha.
Night of October 25-26, 2009
I remember being at home in San Francisco alone and trying to be broken into. A woman was at the door and she tried forcing it in (she looked a tiny bit like Trinity from The Matrix). She then took out some sort of huge shotgun, almost like a rifle (like the Type-12 in Red Steel) and was shooting the door. Luckily, whoever built the building armored the door very well. None of the bullets would be coming through any time soon but each time she shot, it was like a really strong push on the door. I had to then push back on the door so it wouldn't open. I somehow managed to block the door and stall her enough to run to the patio and call the police. As I ran back to hold the door shut, it was starting to give way. Luckily, I heard a group of people running up the stairs outside my apartment door and yelling for anyone in the area to get out because they were going to use “high-power smoke bombs.” I had already lighted a small firecracker and threw it out the door as my assailant was temporarily distracted. She ran off down the hallway and it exploded as the SWAT team opened the door to the stairway. They saw me throw it and rushed at me. The door was still open slightly and they banged in and one guy tried to shoot me for a split second but I got on the ground and he realized his mistake. Some went down the hall to chase after the woman. Around then, I woke up.
Night of October 24-25, 2009
I remember walking down the street and seeing a woman with six or seven balloons looking very sad. She said all dramatically that I should kill her because she wants to die. She wanted to fly but the balloons weren't working. I told her that all she needed were a few more balloons. In fact, if she jumped, she floated down very slowly so she was very close. I gave her some money and led her to a party/video game/printer's/internet café. The dream changed slightly then and I was picking out a present for Mama. I wanted to buy her a video game but they were expensive and didn't have the simpler puzzle games she likes. As I was browsing, Mama and Natasha were there too. We spent quite a long time in there. Looking at the Xbox 360 games, I saw part of a label that said “Genesis Evangelion” and the picture was a sepia first-person view of someone holding a gun up to someone in front of them. I was very surprised but wasn't able to investigate it further because right at that moment I woke up.
Night of October 22-23, 2009
I remember sort of being in a Fallout 3-type universe. I was with maybe half a dozen companions and we were going through a big facility (think Enclave base) and its bunkers. Unlike in Fallout 3, I don't think the setting was post-apocalyptic but otherwise there were plenty of similarities. As we cleared through the barracks, the lower we got in physical level, the harder the enemies became. At the end there were eight large red monsters which sort of looked like Deathclaws with huge wings. After we killed them, we stood around for a second to rest. The ceiling and walls had holes in them and large versions of house and garden spiders would go between them. One, on the ceiling, seemed to go at me and I was so scared, I used the large Gatling gun-type weapon I had to kill it. Some of my companions were disappointed and felt sorry for it but I didn't care. I was so scared, I woke up. It was a fun dream turned to nightmare...
Night of October 21-22, 2009
I had a little trouble sleeping especially around 2:30 AM so I had a bunch of little incoherent dreams. They were mostly about school although there were some scary things about spiders as well. I remember in one there was practically a war between two different groups in the school. Mathilde G. was the leader of this one (with most of our year with her). We were so bold as to kick out a teacher from her room as she was practising her lesson by herself. The teachers didn't want to get involved so they pretended not to notice. I don't even know what we were fighting about.
Night of October 19-20, 2009
I remember living in SF, getting some food at an Israeli restaurant to go and Papa being mean.
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