Days Go By . . .

So it's been 3 days since my last dream entry. Ooops. Sorry, I got busy. I wrote down my dreams though.
6/17/07 : I had a dream I went to the store with my sister Emily looking for a Cd/DVD or Father's Day card. (Father's Day was last Sunday. When I got there I realized i didn't have any money. They only had a few Father's Day cards left, and none were very good. One had fairies and flowers on it. I also dreamt about a sleep over party/ Art History class. We had class in my bedroom. Then there were lots of spiders in my bed. Not good. The Art History teacher was Rosie O'Donnel. Weird dream.
6/18/07 : I dreamt I was going to a magic school, kind of like Hogwarts only more typical in style, like most colleges you see today. There was a continous hallway with several doors running along all it's sides. The hallway eventually turned. The entire hall was made of ice. Blue ice, you couldn't see through. I opened a door and there was an ice monster trying to get me. I had to pull the right levers to slow him down so I could escape. I walked into one room and met the magic club leader. He was cute. He lead me and his group up a long twisting stairway. We were in a race against nother group to reach the top. Once the contest was over, we talked about Keith Urban and Marcel from Top Chef. We drove in a weird automobile that was activated by buttons.
6/19/07 : My dream was hard to recallat first. Then I suddenly remembered that the last dream I had involved aliens. I was sent to sneak onto an alien planet and steal information. I got onto the planet. I walked into a portal and found the aliens. Thy were human. The building I was in looked like a normal office. Then one of the "aliens" recognized me. It was an average looking guy with a bald head. I managed to fit in well amongst the aliens. Then I woke up. I also remember having a dream before that one. I was in some sort of competition with my sister Em. We were competing to get a cool car. The game we played involved swimming from ater onto land. The water pond we were in had a shark and a crocodile. The game was not to get eaten. I'm glad that dream didn't last long.

Living a Dream

6/15/07. So I had a dream about working at a zoo taking care of animals. Like that matters. I saw Keith Urban in concert last night!!!!! OMG he was AWESOME!!!! The Wreckers opened, which was a pleasant suprise. they only played for 30 minutes though. Then a mixed CD of cool songs was played. I want that CD. Finally, Keith came out. He mostly played songs from his new CD, which I haven't really heard yet. I only knew a few songs on that CD. It was a fairly tame concert, especially compared to Green Day. But people got pretty excited when Keith jumped into the audience and started taking pictures with people. Then he sang "Do you know the way to San Jose?" Ahhh, it was magical. Then he came down a runway looking stage. He was eneergetic throughout the whole concert. The audience sang along for almost all of his songs. Then he said, "I must be in the right place." Hilarious! Then at the end, he orchastrated a cellphone wave. It's like the normal wave an audience would do, only w/ cellphones. It looked amazing. At the end, Keith played a song he dedicated to Nicole Kidman. Twas an amazing concert. I would see it ten more times. No, 20 more times. No, 30 more times!

June 15/07 Dreamness

Alright,on a scale of 1 to 10 for vividity of my dream last night, (1 being I didn't believe my dream was real at all because it invloved talking tupperware and 10 being so real I thought i was actually flying through the air) I would rate my dream a 7. It felt pretty real, mostly because of the emotions I expressed in the dream. I remember having several dreams, but only two were very vivid and memorable. The first dream was about my Grandma Cookie. My mom called me saying she was sick and that I should go visit her. So I drove down with my sister to see her. When I got there, my CDs in the back of the car were all strewn about. My Grandma came up to the car. I hugged her. Then she gave me two stockings. i said thanks. Then she started telling me that the only reason I came was to get free stuff from her. I was offended and hurt. I started to cry, and I told her that I was genuinely there to see her. Twas a sad moment. Then i had a dream I went to the movie theaters to see a movie called "Interpretor" or something. I was inline to get my ticket. Then i found out I had just missed the time and would either have to wait another hour for the next showing or go in late now. As I was contemplating, a woman behind me rudely came up and said, "Hurry it up! We don't have all day." I was soooo angry. I turned to go, withuot a ticket, and as I left I said "Stupid Bi@%*". She heard me and got angry. She tried coming after me. Meanwhile I walked on to the front of the entrance to the movie screens. I asked the woman at the post in front if there were any extra tickets for the movie. When i said this i was smiling and being super friendly so she wouldn't think bad of me. Then she went to go see if anymore tickets were left. Then that evil woman from the line came up behind me and started yelling. Then she shoved me. When she pushed me I hit her. Then she tried to hit me back, but I hit her and told her to leave me alone. Whenever she went to attack me, i'd hit her first. A crowd started to form, and i made sure they saw that she was the aggressor and I was just defending myself. Then I woke up. I fight good in my dreams.

6/14/07: a New Day, a New Dream

Man, i hope this blog space has unlimited capacity . . . Anyways, I think I spent too much time on Deviantart.com. Now that I think about it, I know I spent too much time on Deviantart. I had a dream last night that I kept looking at image after image of Deviantart for Pirates of the Carribean. Many pretty boat pictures were seen . . . I mean ship. Anyways, then I had a feraky dream that I was at a castle and I was trying to free ghosts that were locked there. There were a bunch of crazy peasant people trying to kill me. Then the castle caught fire and everyone was running and screaming. I made it out in my car, and drove to my mom's house. Again I contribute the fantasy castle to Deviantart. The reason i dreamed of my mom's house is probably because I've been trying to figure out when I should go there. I'm thinking next Monday, but my dad said he wanted me to help him out at work sometime next week. I don't know. It's confusing. I want to go to mom's and I'm sort of being pressured to go, but I don't know when I should go. Hmmmm . . . maybe tonight's dreams will help me out.

Dream 101 6/13/07

6/13/07: Last night I dreamed my sister and I were in a school in Italy. We were learning about Italian art, cuisine, and language. I can vaguely remember the place we were at. It was more like a dream world than Italy. Giant lake of water and mountainous hills around. In my second dream, I couldn't sleep so I decided to stay up late with Em and Trevor. (This was my dream. I dreamt that I couldn't sleep Ironical . . .)I stayed up til 3:00am, then Em went to sleep. I think i stayed up until 9:00AM, then I went to sleep. Weird. Otherwise my dream life was uneventful. Isn't it sad that my dreams are more adventurous and exciting than my waking life?

Mucho Sueno

O.K. so i had many many dreams last night. 6/12/07: I woke up at 5pm in the morning and wrote down words connected to what I had dreamed. The first word is "ballet". I can vaguely recall it. The next word is "French Girl". Now more of the dream is coming to me. I can remember seeing a French ballet girl and other ballet girls. Next word is "Magic". I can't remember. The next words are "Shrek and Pirates 3". I remember that part of my dream consisted of trying to see either movie in theaters on time. I was going to see it with my Aunt Carol, my dad, and Em. I remember on the way we stopped at a restaurant to make our own lunches. but we didn't have enough time and ended up leaving. Then in another dream we went to an Art Gallery showing children's art. Em and I were looking at two specific paintings that I can vaguely remember. I think I wanted to paint soimething and put it in the gallery. Next dream was very interesting, but actually a dream I've had before. Em and I were in a game of Halo 2. Not playing Halo2, in the game playing Halo 2. We were trying to kill each other with guns and flying space machines. After that dream I dreamt I was a red headed woman in her 30s. She had a baby. She knew it was a boy. It was a king's baby. The kings enemy was taking control of the kingdom and taking captives. The building I was in was searched. I wanted to save the baby from death so I lied and told them he had no father. I knew when he was older I could tell him he was the prince. I wasn't sure if the king would accept him though because I was a mistress ro the king, and although this was his first born son, he already had a queen that could give him children. When the boy was grown up and I was dying of old age, I told him the truth, that he was the son of a king, and I told him to get the thrown before the king died. Next dream, I was in a classroom with my old Political Science Teacher V.M. I'll give his initials but not his name incase stalker people read this, Anyways, I was in his class and I had done something amazing apparently because he said I deserved a special prize. He said I would be photographed and Jessica Simpson who worked at the school would personally give me a check. I ended up getting photographed and handed $20. Jessica Simpson never showed up -suprise . . . Em was there thuogh. We walked down the school corridors. The senior class was getting ready to leave on their Disneylsnd trip and they were having a party before they left. We looked over a balcony and saw the kids partying, and we wanted to join. We snuck down to the courtyard using a side door. We walked down some stairs and there was this music button that played video clips of music videos. It was set on rock and I recognized most of the songs. I decided that the empty grass area we were in needed a trampolene (or however you spell it. You know that thing that's round and you jump on it). I went in search of the trampolene, but ended up lost in a jungle with native people that spoke with a southern accent. It was weird. They took me to this abandoned museum. I fuond my glasses in the museum, which apprently I had lost. Then I found out that one of the native people that was with us was killing those around him. i ran out of the museum and flew back to the courtyard area. Then I listened to music again. I decided to make statues to impress V.M. There were already two statues and I decided to change them. One was a dog creature I decided to change into a deer. The other was a giant woman. I had Debra Messing there posing for me. Actually she was mostly complaining. She was saying that anyway she posed wouldn't look natural and the statue wouldn't look good. Then I woke up.
I think the reason I had so many dreams was because I slept in til 8:30am. I kept slightly waking up, turning over, then falling back asleep. My dreams were pretty vivid when i had them, but it took me a little while to remember them when I woke up. I had no cnotrol in my dreams, at all. I was completely submissive. Towards the end, I think I gained a little more control, but not that much. So much for lucid dreaming. It will come to me though. I'm just glad i didn't have any nightmares throughout all of those dreams.

Dream Sequence

6/11/07 - Last night I had several dreams that all seemed to run together. First I dreamed I was an adult woman with a son, a daughter, and a husband. My husband divorced me, and I was a "Starterwife". (Probably because I watched that show last night). I was at the beach with my kids, playing in the sand and shallow water. Then my dream changed to this Academy Award type show. There were many celebrities there and it was bright yellow and orange colored. There were lots of people sitting in rows, and I was part of the audience. It started with America's Next Top Models giong down a runway and posing. Then I dreamed a tween girl came out and introduced singer Jesse Mcartney. I think that's his name. He's a "poster boy". You know, one of those clean cut older teens that young girls fawn over. Anyways, he was singing on stage and the tween girl was swaying and dancing on stage to the music. The audience got pretty into it. Then Dwight Yokum got on stage and started playing his guitar to the music. Later the dream changed and Dwight yokum and Tobey Keith were in the forest next to some trailers. they were getting their horses. Keith was hesitant about bringing them into the new area down a secret trail so he didn't have to pay a traveling tax for his horses when he crossed the border. Dwight told him not to worry and said that way was best. Then I woke up. Dreams are weird . . .

Dream 6/10/07

I'm going to start keeping track of my dreams. Sort of a Dream diary. Then I can look back and analyze them like a crazy scientist. I remembered my dream a second ago but now I've forgot. It may take a little while for me to recall it . . . They say the first step in mastering lucid dreams is remembering the dreams you've had. I woke up remembering it just fine. Alright, first an observation. Why after tramatic events happen does everyone avct like nothing happened. My dad and Kair were just arguing in the car over what color to paint the house. The arguement started to escalate. Kari said, "Fine I obviously know nothing about paint so I'm leaving the coloring up to you." Dad said, "No, you obviously don't know anything about paint because the color scheme you want won't work." Kari said, "Fine then yuo do the paint." Then daad slammed on the brakes. I was sooo scared, sitting in the back seat silent. He started arguing again, then Kari said, "This is over. I never want to hear about the paint project again." Then dad drove us home. As soon as we got in the door, Kari acted happy and made a joke about what had happened. Something about the biggest marital fights being over house paint. I was still shaken so I went downstairs and turned on the T.V., in hopes that I would avoid any future arguement that may occur. So here I am typing this, still avoiding hearing an argument.
Anyways, back to the dream I had last night. Basically I dremaed that I wkoe up late for my test on Monday. It's a final for Latin American History. I had 30 minutes to leave the house. I got dressed, but for some reason I was moving at the speed of slow. I couldn't get anything done. And the time was just flying by. I also had to get to the school before class started to buy my Blue Book for the test. By the time I left my house it was 2 minutes until the test started. Then I woke up. I have that test tommorrow. I'm so not going to be late. It's strange though, whenever I remember the dream I still get the feeling that I'm rushed and going to be late for something. It's a crappy feeling. When you look at the clock and think "Oh crap, there's no way I can make it . . ."
Crappy dream, tommorrows will be better!