Finals Week Dreams

DREAM!!!

Saturday Afternoon

I had a dream last night that started off with me going to the amusement park, I think Busch Gardens, with my brothers, cousin and somebody else. At one point a ride I was on broke in an odd way to instead of us flying to our deaths thy just run the ride in reverse which was pretty damn fun.

At a later part of the dream I’ve apparently made it into Harvard, or something, and I’m talking with a teacher and explain how much harder and more I need to prove myself because I’m black and I’m from middle class America. Apparently I violently threatened someone; someone else was a stoner; and I ended the day happy with myself but apparently with no friends there , which was all right.

I dream the weirdest shit sometimes…

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Monday morning

Another dream!

I was hanging out in Maryland with some people, one dude was kinda creepy. It’s been like 5 hours since I dreamed this, this part was boring. The entire time we keep hearing a new story about a mongoloid 6 year-old (sorry for the PC police, I can’t think of a better way to describe this kid) who’s been killing construction drivers with a pick axe. I’m driving home on Reston Parkway but it looks a bit more like Fairfax Co. Parkway when a trick is stopped in the middle of the road, I turn and break to not hit it and my car kind of gets stick under it. The 6 yo sees me, he just killed the driver who’s still burbling blood with the giant pick axe stuck in his neck. The kid is bloody, leaves the axe and tries to attack me, I’m pinned in my car and the window is open. I kind of deflect him with a trash can that I could reach through the window that had fallen off the truck. He gets up, I try to get out of the car but I’m stuck; the kid gets an axe and attacks me, I try swatting at him and wake up actually moving my arms.

It sucked balls.

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I am stressed like fuck, this second dream was so damn terrible. 
Jasmine P.

Dream: Flustered Awake

So, in my continuing tradition of writing out my dreams when they're especially awesome, here's my dreams from this morning. I'd woken up at about 7:20 and put myself back to sleep because I'd barely slept 4-5 hours and knew I needed more sleep. I covered my eyes with a bandanna and this is what I dreamed of.

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I'd laid down to sleep, thinking about Jon. Nothing dirty, just pleasant, you know. I don't remember the early part of the dream but at one point I'm going through my refrigerator and start throwing out things that are spoiled, my Gramma is there or something. I head to the grocery store with Za and as we're walking through the store I tell her about Jon when he shows up. I decide 'to hell with shopping' and go with  hm outside where we talk for a minute or two. He seems to be nervous and coy, I am too; in the back of my head in my dream I'm annoyed that I can't say anything about the fact that I think we should try going out proper and not beat around the bush about liking each other. I have to leave, I have prior plans for the evening and leave. I get dressed for the evening in some sort of wrapping tube top shirt and pants/skirt (not sure which). I go to Sobo, but now Sobo is a bar/restaurant/club type lounge in a mall. I'm talking to the owner who is a cross between reg from Local Heroes; Duff, from Ace of Cakes; Gordon, from Sobo and one or two other guys. I start talking about Jon and being into him. The bar/club/restaurant owner seems to be aggravated about the entire situation and sends a text message to someone. He's giving me advice that sounds like he knows who Jon is and about the situation and most importantly that he knows that Jon likes me. We continue talking and the waitress, some Asian chick, is odd and sort of rude. Owner-man says he was happy to help and it only costs him $60 to help, I'm a little confused then Jon shows up...again, I know. He had some convoluted plan in the works for three months to get to know me ad to tell me he liked me. I think he's silly that he didn't just come out and say it from the beginning. I'm now flustered and start thinking I'd kiss him, or that I'd like a kiss from him I wake up. 

I try to get back into the dream, but no, I'm pretty much wide awake, which is pretty damn irritating. I lay in b thinking things over because there's not much else I can do but be irritated that I haven't seen Jon since Friday, not really, so I can't really do anything. Yeah, there's facebook and I have his number, but I get crazy embarrassed at the thought of saying anything over the phone. Yeah, I'm an idiot, I know. 

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So dreams...yeah.

Jasmine P.

Dream: Rage Fever

Everything between the dashes is in edited English, mostly edited for spelling. A little bit edited for grammar, as you can see. And I am hella amused that I typed 'alarm cock' not once, but twice. I don't know why I was repetitive about The Guy's place, it just happened.


i keep waing up with fits of feverish blind rage. I don't know how they stared, it happened a the time. clickwork. I'd be fine all day, bt nigt would roll around and fits of rage and fever would hapen. I'd have chills, 'd start blacking out ad the only thing that would calm me from being hugged, one of those awesome ugs from behind. It was weird. I'd be weak unable t stand up, unable to move. Things would get broke, in a fit of rage.

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I keep wakin up with fits of feverish blind rage. I don't know how they started, it happened all the time. Clockwork. I'd be fine all ay, but night would roll aroung and fits of rage and fever would happen. I'd have chills, I'd start blacking out and the only thing that would calm me was being hugged, one of those awesome hugs from behin. It was weird. I'd be weak, unable to stand up, unable to move. Things would get broken, in a fit of rage.
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Before my alarm cock rang, I was at some guy's place, tall dude, he was too nice to me. It was day now, after a fit of rage. My father was there to get me, but from the looks of it I'd gone over there befoire in warlier rage things. I had ceramics pieces that needed to be glazed, and The Guy was awesome and started lazing them for me, so I'd have them for my final.

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Before my alarm clock rang, I was at some guy's place, tall dude, he was too nice to me. It was day now, after a fit of rage. My father was there to be me, but from the looks of it I'd gone over there before in earlier rage things. I had ceramics pieces that needed to be glazed, and The Guy was awesome and started glazing them for me, so I'd have them for my final.
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There was a weird bit from a backetall game I went to for whatever reason where some dude, a frend, kept trying ot run around naked. It was like he was having a Blind Fit of Eros, he tried having sex with his girlfriend and I saw his penis, it was werd, tiny and shrivvled. Tere wee a lot f penises shown at the game, they were all tiny and shrivvled Burnt looking.
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There was a weird bit from a basketball game I went to, for whatever reason, there some dude, a friend, kept trying to run around naked. It was like he was having a Blid Fit of Eros, he had tried having sex with his girlfried and I saw his penic. It was weird, tiny, and shriveled. There were a lot of penises shown at the game. They were all tiny and shriveled. Burnt looking.

An army/navy cpatain or high ranking official was standing in front of me at one point, leaving onto the pet covered plexilass then...no, it was a teacher-coach from my school who was lleaning when a commanding occifer gave me the hirdest slap on te ass. Wild man. I somehow tried to get up and fell on the groun I was buy a friend, Clint, - from Borjo - and I mumbled if I had a fever call an ambulance. My teperature was 112, low fo a rage fit, but thy called anyway, I was losing control. I remmeber stumling around my apartment, kinda of, and friends drifted in and out of my awareness and got things togther for me.
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An Army/Navy cpatain or high ranking official was standing in front of me at one point, leaning onto the net covered plexiglass...then not, it was a teacher-coach from my school who was leaning- when a commanding officer gave him te hardest slap on the ass. Wild man. I somehow tied to get up and fell on the ground, I was by a friend, Clint, - from Borjo- and I mumbled I had a fever, call and ambulace. My temperature was 112F, low for a Rage Fit, but they called anyway, I was losing control. I remember stumbling around my apartment, kind of, and friend drifted in and out of my awareness and got things together for me.
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Next, I was at The Guy's house trying to udertad, but I idn't. My father showed up and tried to ask me if I was jut internallizing all my anger and I should exprss it, I said I did internallize, e tried to itnerript me, bt i interrupted im and tried to explain things that made me angry. The Gy was now glazing some random ceamic piece I had made, and my alarm cock woke me p.

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Next I was at The Guy's house trying to understand, but I didn't. My father showed up and tries to ask me if I was just internalizing my anger and I should express it. I said I did internalize, he tried to interrupt me, but I interrupted him and tried to explain things that made me angry. The Guy was not glazing some random ceramic piece I had mad and my alarm clock woke me up.
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I jst typed this up comppletely bleary eue, which I'm saying accounts for som of te typos, I'm tred from getting like, 1hour of sleep, I laid down at 4.35, I rembmer seeing 4.45a and then I guess I fell asleep and right into a fit of rage.

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I just typed this up, completely bleary eyed, which I'm saying account for some (all) of the typos. I'm tired from getting like, 1 hour of sleep. I laid down at 4:35, I remember seeing 4:45am and them I guess I fell asleep and right into a fit of rage.
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i feel as if Alex )theory101) was there somewhere, bt I don't remembe anything much lse than what I typed.

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I feel as if Alex (theory101) was there somewhere, but I don't remember anything much else than what I typed.

Jasmine P.

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a car was supposed to take me to The Guy's place, but it was weird, all full of old people. Well, they were 4 old chinese men in motrozed wheel cairs. The little little driver offere, bt Clint-friend spoke wo me and kept me calm then I was at The Gy's hous, calmer. Mayb I'd rallen asleep. I don't know, but what' what I kinda remember, i think. There may be more, but I dunno.

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A car was supposed to take me to The Guy's place, but it was weird, all full of old people. Well, there were 4 old Chinese men in motorized wheelchairs. The little little driver offered, but Clint-friend spoke to(?) me and kept me calm, then I was at The Guy' house, calmer. Maybe I'd fallen asleep. I don't know, but what I kinda remember, I think. There may be more, but I dunno.
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I remember my apartment being weird. There was a tiered pink jacuzzi bath tub, and everything was get red. It was like being in a lowly lit club and not my apartment. That probably explains when there were random people there. It still doesn't make much sense.

Old Dream

YEah, WE we all know I'm known for having some weird fuck dreams.

The first part of my dream involved Gg. There was some weird portal to another world through her house. So, you know, people wandered back and forth. The other world was less technologically advanced, and for some radon at the top of an impossibly tall mountain.The woman's house at the other end of the portal looked like a hell hole. Poor type of hell hole

At some point when I was in the real world, in some parking garage for some reason Robert Downey Jr WAS Iron Man, got his assed kicked by this other guy who had a ring that turned him into different heroes and villains. First he was Gambit, the carton Gambit, then he turned into the Joker, one of his friends was Harley, and he switched around through heroes and villains for a while. [I think he stole a ring that would make the Iron Man armor about RDJ, it was something odd]

He decided to attack RDJ/Iron Man and I happened to be down there so I'm hiding behind cars as best I can. RDJ knows I'm there and is trying to protect me/ get the suit so he can kick some villain ass. Alfred [yup, from Batman] shows up with RDJ's keys, on which is a one way communicator/ tracking device so people know where RDJ is and so when he needs help he can get in contact with Terrance Howard/War Machine. With RDJ distracting the villain, I have the keys and am telling Terrance how to get to where we are and to bring the Iron Man armor, and I try to explain the situation to him and how RDJ is protecting me.

I'm talking into the communicator and say something odd like 'If not for me, do it for RDJ. He's protecting me. He needs the help.' Desperate because the man is on the front line, but he's never really injured.

The villain doesn't know exactly what the keys are, he things they have something to do with calling the suit to us then tries to attack me, but I keep hiding behind cars. I kick him in the balls when he's a super-deformed Joker, I tell him he looks like a retard like that, then I run as War Machine shows up and gives RDJ what he needs to get the Iron Man armor on, it's little and portable now. [I have no idea where it came from-Like a back up ring for the one that was stolen earlier]

They kick ass and I get to hang out with two celebrities for the rest of the day. We're in the other world and RDJ is being challenged to fight for real, without the Armor. He and Terrance both accept the challenge. We're sitting on some hill talking and eating. Jeff Bridges is not to far from me at first, but when RDJ and Terrance sit down behind me he moves. For some reason I take off my glasses, then decided to return RDJ's keys, but in the late afternoon light they both look the same so I squint trying to figure out who's who and finally say 'You're Robert?', Terrance laughs because I was looking at him, well they both laugh, then Robert takes the keys. Embarrassed, my defense was 'I'm not wearing my glasses!'

We continue to talk, the three of us, and I think I ask something about talking at some point and try to get a number or way to contact, but now I can't remember.

We leave the Other World and return to our world. This time leaving we don't him the Portal Keeper's kids, who most people hit as they drive back up the mountain. You wouldn't make it without a car, seriously. RDJ and Terrance disappear at this point and I think we have plans to talk the next day.

I'm walking through Gg's house and the kid who played Nerf in 'A Guide TRYS' is there flirting with, then just plain harassing Gg. I go and stop him, then we get into this weird conversation about knives. I talk about how I need to get a real one, all I have is my X-acto. She tells me she got hers form cigar town.

I leave and stop at the mailbox when I get home. There's a lot of mail. I have a new DVD, and some marble notebook shows up addressed to me. I don't know who it comes from. Dorien gets something in the mail, and then there's random other mail. In the house I'm thinking about the conversation for the next day then I start to wake up and can't fall back to sleep.

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Odd bit of dream I had. Like so many, odd, but I'd have it again, even if I risked my dream life.

Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.

---- don't know why it wasn't properly posted before, but here it is.

Dream

My dreams decide to incorporate the oddest things sometimes.

Take this dream from today. I took a nap at about noon, then woke up about 2, it's a lot longer than i intended, but weird things happened. Part of my dream was a video game. Part of the game was inspired by Mario 64, but I can't remember the rest. Then I'm going out to dinner with Miguel, Dad, Ari, a girl who is a weird combination of Sam L and Za and Dorien. We're talking about whatever then Dad chides me for not having my phone with me because he called me. Coincidentally this is one of the few times I didn't have my phone right next to my ear that I happen to be bitched at about it. Then there's another part of the dream where Migs is bitching me out about smoking because he found a cigar band and somehow forgot I'm old enough to smoke. He found either the bad or my cutter. This happened on the way to dinner. It was weird. Nothing made much sense. Funny thing is I go to check my phone and it's flashing I think 'Oh, someone actually called me. It's probably a text from Dorien' and it's a call from Glenn and I think 'Fucking weird. This reminds me of that dream I just had.

Yeah...that's what happened. I don't know why I was so pressed to write it up, but I was. I left a voice message reply, and about fifteen minutes after I realized what would have been the funniest thing to leave as a response. I'll have to use it some other time. And I have an amusing bit of something to tell Alex. So many thoughts and nobody to hear them. :(

Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.

Dreams

Last night [this morning?] was the first time in a long time that i've had a dream where Mom was there. I think that's because I keep talking about her, or thinking about her, I don't know.

The morning kind of kept repeating. I was driving to school {SLHS} and we'd just see each other and say whatever pleasantries we'd decided to say. One morning, it was winter not so I decided to use the police escort service to have them drive me to school. When the cop was on her way over the twit got into an accident. Mom told me about an accident on Soapstone Dr. and I knew it was the officer who was supposed to be driving me to school, so I got into the Buick [LeSabre] and drive myself like always.

Then I woke up because I was in an awkward sleeping position...

My next dream was also odd, but it did not have my mom in it. In this dream I was heading over to another HS in the county. My and some friends, I can't remember if they were college or HS friends though. You couldn't get inside to the party or whatever the hell was going on unless you
had a date, but it didn't matter if both of you were the same gender. After getting in there was a lot of ice cream. I enjoyed a fudgesicle. Then magically it was the next day and not night time anymore. This day there was some sort of division between the ice cream that the girls and boys were allowed to have. the boys had to have fudgesicles and the girl vanilla popsicles. It was all very weird. I ate whatever the fuck I felt like eating, but I also helped to distribute the other ice creams to the appropriate gender...except for that pumpkin headed fucker who wouldn't listen to me and take his damn ice cream just because it was an oreo ice cream.

I woke up again, rolled over, and had a third dream. The third dream was just weird...and I brought up my mom again, even though I bought the book for myself, and can't remember the book I'd bought anyway. It was on the odd side. And I was pissed in the dream, but I can't remember too much of it...

Adios for now
:salute and bow:
Jasmine P.