New School June 23, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: car, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, Essay, Jedward, Late, school, Secondary school, Writing
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Apparently I was back in secondary school again and it was my first day in a new school. Because I was joining partway through the year, I had an essay due to be handed up on the first day. I was supposed to read the first hundred pages of a book and summarize what had happened. For some reason, I decided that I would put off writing the essay until I was in the car on the way to the school as it was quite a distance away.
It was quite dull outside and looked like it could start raining at any stage. My dad was driving me to the school but he didn’t seem to noitce I was doing an essay, or at least he didn’t comment on it.
I was almost finished the essay, and almost at the school, when I realised I hadn’t written a summary of what had happened in the book but rather I had written notes on it in bulletpoint form. I knew I wouldn’t have the time to go back and rewrite it as we were almost at the school. I decided to write what was left in essay form and offer to redo the incorrect parts when I got to school.
The only piece I had left was about two young children that the main character in the book, Frank, passed by. They were carrying long white sticks that Jedward were supposed to use in their act. The boy had the official stick whereas the girl was holding two unofficial knock-offs. I wrote a piece comparing the value of the sticks themselves to the value the children got out of them. I felt that it was a good piece of writing and I hoped it could save me from getting into too much trouble over the earlier parts of the essay.
We were just pulling into the school when I woke up.
Can’t say I know where that all came from.
Dreamer xxx
Lift to Chris’ House November 5, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: angry, bus, Chris, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, Home, Late, lift, mom, money
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I was coming home from work and I was going to go straight to Chris’ house afterwards. I think I got a lift home with my dad as we were sitting in the car outside our house and my mom came out to the car saying that she’d give me a lift up to Chris’ house. My dad said that he’d do it, he just wanted to get something from inside first.
I followed him into the house and was waiting for him. Time skipped on then and suddenly it was half 9! I got really angry that we still hadn’t left yet as we’d gotten home at half 6. I said that if my dad didn’t want to give me a lift, he could’ve just said so and I would have gotten the bus down.
I started searching for bus fare but I was one cent short. I was getting really upset about the whole thing but I managed to find a cent on the floor in my bedroom. I then got a text from Fergal (no idea how he knew what was going) and he said that there were a few buses due in the next few minutes. He also included the numbers of the buses in his text but they were weird numbers I’d never heard of like 9043, 9717, etc.
I was getting ready to leave and my mom was lying down on the couch to take a nap. She apologized for what had happened and reminded me that she had offered to give me a lift but that my dad had insisted.
I don’t know if I ever made it up to Chris’ house.
Dreamer xxx
My Cousin’s Birthday November 4, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: birthday, cousin, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, driving, Late, massage, mom, Work
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This dream is a bit disjointed but I’ll do my best to remember it. I was in the sitting room with a girl from work whose shoes were really hurting her. I was looking through my bag to give her some blister plasters I’d gotten free somewhere. I couldn’t find the free ones anywhere but I didn’t want her to be in pain so I gave her a packet I’d bought the previous day and told her to bring them with her (wherever she was going) in case the one she put on came off during the night.
Then my parents and I were going to my cousin’s 15th birthday party (in reality she’s about 12 or 13!) and we were running late. I have a feeling I might have been driving (despite the fact that I can’t drive in real life) and I pulled in somewhere to pick her up a card. They started giving out to me saying that we were too late to afford to stop and get a card. I refused to turn up to her birthday empty-handed so I went into the shop and took my time in picking out a really lovely card.
The dream then completely changes and I’m back in my house, waiting outside the bathroom. Apparently there’s someone giving massages in the bathroom and it’s my turn next. She’d gone way over time with whoever was in before me but I didn’t mind as I hoped that would mean I’d get a longer massage too.
When the previous person came out (I have absolutely no idea who it was), the woman started packing up her stuff to leave. I asked her what she was doing as I was supposed to be next in. She looked really shocked and then explained that she thought the time she was booked in for was just for the one person and not to be split between two.
I’m not sure what happened then. I know something happened but that’s all I remember.
Dreamer xxx
Rebecca Gone Missing August 23, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, mom, Rebecca, text
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I was on holidays in the middle of the country with my parents when I realised that Rebecca was missing. I don’t know how I knew this as it wasn’t that she was missing from the holiday, it was more like somehow I knew she was missing from her home. I had text her the day before but she never replied and I didn’t know if she’d left home or if something had happened to her.
I decided to send her a text asking if she was okay and that if she had decided to leave home that was fine, just let me know that was the case. Somehow when I was sending the text I managed to send it to everyone in my contacts list instead of just her.
I figured there was no point just sitting around waiting for her to reply so I was going to enjoy my holiday. I called over to my dad who was across a field from where I was but suddenly the ground started to tilt to one side. Apparently the whole area we were in was on a boat and the sea was getting rough. I couldn’t see an end to the countryside anywhere nor could see any sign of the sea either.
I think I woke up then so I’ll never know if Rebecca was found.
Dreamer xxx
Arguing with My Dad August 11, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: arguing, coronation street, Dad, doctor, fight, mom, nick, pc, smell, Train
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I was on the couch watching TV in the sitting room with my mom. I think it was about 11pm. My dad was in the computer room and called out to me that the computer wasn’t working. He said ranting that we needed to remove “this stupid login system and we’ll all just share”. My mom mouthed at me not to get angry.
I called back to him that I’d have a look the next day as it was quite late and it would probably take a while. He replied that if I didn’t look at it now, he wouldn’t give me a lift to work in the morning. With that I got up and said I was going to bed as I had to get up to get the train. He called after me to come back and fix it but I just kept saying I was going to bed.
I then fell asleep (in the dream) and started dreaming (within my dream). Nick from Coronation Street was being avoided by the other characters. He asked them why and they told him that he smelled really bad. After a few days he decided to go to the doctor about the smell because it was so overpowering.
The dream within a dream thing was weird.
Dreamer xxx
Aliens May 27, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: alien, aliens, Dad, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, Gun, Julie, lucid, lucid dream, mom, Sarah, Scary, Threatening, UFO
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I was at home in our computer room with Sarah and Julie. I think Sarah was on Facebook or something because she was typing out a message. We got into a conversation about the pros and cons of chat-speak as her message was typed using it.
I was saying that I didn’t see the point of chat-speak as you saved a couple of seconds by making your message look horrible and difficult to read. Sarah said that she totally agreed so I asked her why she had used chat-speak. She said that she didn’t use it and when I looked at the message again, it was typed out normally. I don’t know how but one of them had changed the message while we were talking. We dropped the point then and I started looking out the window. Suddenly a UFO flew down the road! It was your typical flying saucer, almost identical to this one:
I jumped up and called the others to come and look. The UFO had now flown up into the sky and joined two others. They seemed to be some distance away from us. We were just wondering what they wanted when they opened fire! They seemed to have the equivalent of machine guns and rocket launchers and were firing on the area they were now above. They hadn’t even tried to communicate with anyone before they started trying to destroy us.
Sarah and Julie disappeared from the dream at this point. I went into the kitchen and I could see my mom out the window sitting on a deck chair in the garden. She was sitting very rigidly with her head slumped down on her chest. I had a bad feeling about what was happening but I tried to call her anyway. I shouted at her from the back door but she didn’t respond. I screamed her name as loud as I could but still to no avail.
I went back inside and locked the door behind me. My dad said that I couldn’t leave her out there. I told him that somehow the aliens had taken her over but he replied that she was still my mother and I couldn’t ignore her. I refused to go outside to bring her in so my dad went out instead.
I was really worried at this point about what would happen to them when I thought to myself, “Don’t worry, it’s just a dream. They’ll be okay”. That changed everything. I now knew I was dreaming (my first ever lucid dream, if I have the definition of a lucid dream right) and I didn’t like it. I wanted to wake up. I didn’t know how to wake up though. I spent a few seconds trying to figure out how to wake up but when I couldn’t I figured I’d have to go along with the dream until I naturally woke up.
I went upstairs and Fergal was there. He told me to hide because the UFOs were planning to attack the house. We couldn’t go outside because of how our mom, and possibly our dad, was acting. We turned off all the lights (it was now dark out) so that the UFOs wouldn’t be able to use our house as some kind of beacon. The only other thing we could think of was to lie flat-out on the landing so that we were shielded by bedrooms on either side of us.
From where I was lying, I caught a glimpse of one of the UFOs with its lights on. It had two small circular lights and one long curved light, which gave it the appearance of a grinning face. They started firing on the house with the machine guns. Fergal and I seem to escape the fire due to where we were lying.
I have no idea what happened after that as I finally woke up.
Dreamer xxx
Shopping on Campus April 11, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: boring, campus, car, Chris, clothes, college, competition, cousin, Dad, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, laptop, library, mom, money, photo, pink, rubbish, shoes, shop, shopping, shopping centre
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It was dark and I was in a car with Fergal and my dad. Fergal was the one driving even though he doesn’t know how to drive in real life. We were in a housing estate and Fergal was trying to find a way to bring the car through but every turning he took led to a dead-end. Eventually we decided it’d be quicker to park somewhere and walk through.
As we were walking, we passed what looked like a photo booth. Upon entering, it turned out to be something along the lines of a slot machine. Fergal gave it a go but didn’t win anything. Him and my dad started walking ahead then. I put a euro into the machine and the screen said that I had won €850! It printed out a slip and there were instructions on-screen as to where I could cash it in. There was a woman behind me who wanted to use the machine and tried to hurry me out. I made sure I finished reading the instructions and then ran to catch up with the other two.
It was now daytime in the dream but it wasn’t a case of enough time passing that the sun had come up, it was more like it had always been daytime. As we walked through the housing estate, the bins were out for collection. Only the green bins and the compost bins were out though.
My dad found a load of rubbish on the ground, I can’t remember what it was, and he went to put it in a bin. Whatever it was, it wasn’t suitable to go into the green or the brown bin so he ended up leaving it balanced on top of two bins. Fergal then took a huge piece of plastic out of nowhere. It looked like the lid of a dispensed drink but it was about the size of a pizza. He asked what he’d do with that and both my dad and I looked at him like he was crazy. My dad said to put it back wherever he’d found it.
We walked through a gateway and finally made it to our destination, which turned out to be my college. Apparently there was a huge shopping centre on campus that everyone wanted to go to. Fergal and my dad were going to different shops than I was so we said we’d meet up later.
I had to return some books to the library before I could go shopping so I started walking in that direction. On my way I was stopped by someone campaigning for one of the nominees for student president. They went off on a really long speech about why I should vote for the person. I got really bored and impatient so I interrupted them by asking who it was they were talking about again. The person was shocked and said, “But I’ve been telling you about them for ten minutes! You mean to say you really have no idea who I mean?” I nodded and said that I’d just gone blank. The person got really dispirited and just walked away.
I finally got to the library and there were about three pink laptops just left lying around the reception. I thought that it was a really stupid thing to do as anyone could just take them. As I was thinking this, three girls came down the stairs with coffees in their hands saying that they’d had such a lovely break.
The next bit I remember is meeting my mom in one of the shops on campus. She was looking at a load of photo frames and saying that we should get one for my cousin because she’d just had her second baby and there was room for two pictures in the frame. I said we should get one for my other cousin to because they had cute ones with space for one picture too and she only has one baby.
Suddenly the cousin with one baby was there and my mom asked her would she like the photo frame as a present. I couldn’t believe she was asking her about it as it was going to be a surprise. My mom’s excuse was that she was no good at surprises anyway.
I’m not sure where it came from but I was now carrying a robe in my arms and trying not to let it trail along the ground. My mom had decided to get the photo frames and had them in a basket. We bumped into Chris then who was looking for a new pair of shoes for his little brother. He wasn’t sure which ones to get so I said I’d help him pick some.
That was the last thing I remember, the €850 thing seemed to just fade into the background…
Dreamer xxx
All Over the Place March 26, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bus, Chris, college, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, fragment, lift, lost, mel, Sarah, ticket
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I can’t find a logical sequence of events for this dream so I’m just going to post what I remember in the order it comes to me.
I was on the bus with Chris but I think I was going to college. We were definitely getting off the bus at my college but we got off at the stop I would normally get the bus home from. As we were walking away from the bus, the driver started shouting. I wasn’t sure who he was shouting at but Chris said he was calling me. I turned around and the driver had my bus ticket in his hand. I’d obviously dropped it when I was getting off. I ran back to the bus and thanked the driver for calling me back.
The next scene I remember was at night. I was supposed to be staying over in a friend’s house (I’m not sure who it was) as I’d stayed in hers the previous night and didn’t feel bothered to go home. When I got there though Mel was staying over that night so I realised that I couldn’t impose. I said that I was just there to make sure that I hadn’t left anything behind. Sarah appeared then and said that she was going to start heading home soon (apparently we were really far away from home). I asked her would I call my dad cos he was nearby and could give us a lift. Then started saying that there were six of us going that way and we’d be better off getting a minibus. I thought she was insane and eventually convinced her to get a lift.
I know there was another scene but I can’t remember it at all.
Dreamer xxx
Transformations February 14, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: armor, brother, Chris, college, controller, crowded, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, lecture, magic, school, shopping centre, tired, transformation, walking stick, wire
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This dream was insanely long and I’m pretty sure I don’t even remember the start of it. Chris and I were in my old primary school where his little brother apparently goes. We were waiting with him in his classroom at the end of the school day for Chris’ dad to pick him up. His teacher started talking to us, telling us about what he’d been doing in school. She said he was settling in really well. At that point Chris’ dad arrived and picked up his little brother. They went off home together but we were still talking to the teacher for some reason. She was asking us did we often have to wait with Chris’ little brother. We told her that we were waiting for Chris’ neighbour anyway (I have no idea who we meant) so it didn’t bother us.
The dream skips a bit then and I’m in a lecture room I’ve never seen before. People are piling into the room but I’m sitting on my own. At the back of the room there’s a wooden display case and a walkway behind it. I get up and stand in the walkway. At this point I see Chris come into the room with a load of people and sit down. Before I get the chance to join him, the man giving the lecture starts talking.
I don’t think it was an academic lecture nor do I think he was a lecturer. It was more like he was the leader of an order, not necessarily a religious one. I can’t remember what he was talking about but periodically he’d stop and make a demonstration like changing something using magic. I couldn’t really see what he was doing from where I was standing so I was slightly skeptical that he actually had any power.
He then started talking about the feats of some famous explorer. He said that great power and contained in his walking stick, if only we had it with us. He then called out to me to approach the wooden display case. I did as he asked and there was a long straight stick in it. It looked a little bit like this but i had lines running down it:
The man asked me to leave it in its case but to start shaking it back and forth as quick as I could. I did what he said and it started to turn blue at the top. At the this point I started blowing on it, even though he hadn’t told me to, it was instinctive. As I blew on it, the blue colour spread quickly until the entire walking stick was blue. The man then told me to stop shaking it and to bring it up to him. When I went to pick it up, it had changed shape entirely and now looked more like this:
I was amazed at the transformation and I started wondering was this a miracle or magic powers or what was it. I brought the walking stick up to the front of the room and had to stop myself from bowing to the man. As I walked back down I realised I couldn’t see Chris in the crowd anymore, even though I knew he was still there.
The next thing I remember is the lecture was over and I was leaving the room. I was trying to catch up with Chris because I thought he was just ahead of me. I had a games controller in my hands and I was trying to wind the cord around it but no matter how much I wound up, there was still more left. I looked down at the controller and it had a normal length wire. I just gathered the wire together in my hands and started walking faster.
It was at that point that I realised Chris wasn’t ahead of me but a load of guys in huge armor and ahead of them was Fergal. The guys looked kind of like this without the helmet:
When I caught up to the guys in the armor, I asked them if when I went with them, it was okay for me to use the controller I had in my hand. They smiled at me and said that would be fine, a good few people only knew how to use controllers. I have no idea where we were going to go or what I was going to control.
Fergal had noticed me by this stage and stopped to wait for me. I ran up to him and apologised for keeping him waiting. I explained what I’d been talking to the guys in armor about and he said I must have known it’d be okay to use a controller. I agreed but I also said that I didn’t want to have the wrong kind. He thought that was understandable and we went off after the guys in armor.
Suddenly I was in a crowded car park with a group of the girls form college. We seemed to have arrived from somewhere, as if we had been sent to this place for the forseeable future. They were talking about how they wished they were part of the crowds queuing up to go home, even though they weren’t getting anywhere any time soon. We walked away from the crowds and into what looked like a shopping centre.
There was a space just to the right of the doors where everyone who had just arrived were slumped down on the ground. I asked someone why everyone was just waiting here. She said that we couldn’t check in until 2 o’clock and it was only half one now. I looked at my watch and it was five past two. I told her the time and said we should all check in and that way we could get some sleep. The girl was too tired to get up. I kept trying to persuade her to get up, telling her how comfortable the bed would be and how she could sleep all day if she wanted to but she wouldn’t budge. I decided that if no one else wanted to check in, it wasn’t going to stop me.
That’s the last thing I remember, although I’m sure I’ve forgotten a scene near the start.
Dreamer xxx
College Party February 2, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: books, college, cramped, Dad, damp, Dreaming, Dreams, hat, Jenny, party, uncle
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I can’t really remember the start of this dream but the earliest bit I remember is a group of us were all in what was supposedly Jenny’s apartment getting ready to go out. It was some college night out or ball or something.
She was getting changed in the next room and I was looking out her window. It was a really narrow window and had a horrible view. We all said that the place smelled kind of damp or something. I tried to open the window but it wasn’t the kind of window that opened. We all felt sorry for Jenny to live in such a small cramped place. Then she was ready and we were heading out. You had to wear a hat to wherever we were going so I picked up a white fedora with a black ribbon that Jenny had lying around.
Then the dream skips a bit and I was visiting my uncle on my way to college. His house was laid out really weird because you could enter his downstairs and there was a doorbell at the foot of the stairs. I rang the doorbell and told him who I was. He came downstairs and was surprised to see me.
I told him my dad had asked me to drop off two books to him. I had read one of them and I told him it was one continuous story but the way the chapters were written it felt almost like a book of short stories. He asked me did I want to stay but I said I had to leave now or I’d be late for college as I had to walk from his house to the college.
It was very much an uneventful dream but there it is.
Dreamer xxx
