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
Spying After School March 19, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: angry, Chris, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, phone, Primary school, school, spying, teacher, text, UFC
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I was in my old primary school with a group of three other people who I knew in the dream but have never seen in real life. We were spying on one of the teachers because we thought that she was using the school building to do something when the kids were gone home.
We were hiding in one of the corridors when we saw her leave and get into her car. We decided that she would most likely come back and when she did, we would be hidden. We then set about finding the best hiding spots before she returned. One of the guys found an alcove that hid him from view perfectly. I was testing another girl’s hiding spot by coming from where the teacher would be and seeing if I could see her. She wasn’t very good at hiding and I kept seeing her in plain sight.
Suddenly a load of cars pulled up outside the school. I didn’t have time to hide myself properly so I just ducked behind a chair. A load of guys came in but they walked straight past me and down one of the corridors. We didn’t know who these guys were or if they were connected with the teacher we were spying on.
We decided to follow the guys down the corridor as more guys came into the school behind us. None of them seemed to take any notice of us and all around us we could hear them talking about their various workout systems. We turned a corner and the corridor opened into what seemed like a cross between a changing room and a kitchen, I’m not quite sure what it was.
At this stage we found out that all the guys were here for a secret weekly UFC tournament that was held in the school. It was also at this point that they noticed the group of us and realised we were intruders. They started escorting us out of the building but I can’t remember them saying anything to us.
We were almost out when we passed a queue of guys lining up to go into one of the classrooms. Somehow I knew that these were the guys who were going to be fighting this week. I saw Chris in the queue and I stopped in my tracks.
I went over to him and asked him what he was doing there. He replied that he was fighting in the tournament and he did every week. I got really angry at this point because Chris had known that I was trying to find out what was going on in the school and he had told me. I started shouting at him and when he tried to calm me down I shoved him back and stormed out of the school.
The dream then skips to me being back in my house, still fuming at Chris for hiding the tournament from me. I was supposed to be going around to his place that evening. I then got a text from him saying, “I see you later. Hopefully 
” I threw the phone down on my bed and thought to myself that it would take more than a smiley face to win me over.
I don’t know what happened next or if he did win me over.
Dreamer xxx
Wagner the Magician January 7, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chris, clothes, Confusing, Dreaming, Dreams, french, Late, lost, school, Wagner, x factor
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Wagner from X Factor had moved from singing to doing magic shows and I was going to see him with Chris. I think we were both making our own way to the show and were planning on meeting up in the crowd. The show was split between two different locations however; one in a log cabin in the middle of town and the other in one of my neighbour’s gardens. I think he might have been doing the show on alternating stages each night.
I went to the log cabin stage and there was no one there except Wagner’s assistant. She was French and spoke with an exaggerated French accent. I was standing around waiting for other people to arrive when she turned to me and said that I was there to help her. She asked me to phone someone for her (I can’t remember their name except that they too were French).
I picked up the phone and dialled the number. An operator’s voice then told me (in a really thick French accent) that I was being connected and I needed to hang up and redial. I did this and a French woman answered. I told her I was calling on behalf of Wagner’s assistant. At this point the assistant snatched the phone out of my hand and started talking away in French to the woman on the other end.
I realised I was missing the show by staying in the log cabin so I headed over to the other stage. Apparently the other stage was in my neighbour’s back garden so I ended up in my own back garden. I could see over the wall that there was a big crowd in the garden 2 houses down, which was where the show was on. I had no idea how to get there and I wanted to meet up with Chris.
I climbed the wall separating my garden from the one next door and I must have been in a dress as I remember being afraid my tights would catch on something. I was about to jump down into next door when I realised I didn’t know if I could make it from there into the garden where the show was on. I was afraid they might have thorny bushes or something in their garden and I’d get hurt so I stayed where I was.
When the show was over, everyone was somehow leaving through my garden. I waited for Chris to come through and started walking with him. He was asking me where I was and he told me that the correct garden was so full he couldn’t even get in to see the show.
We followed the crowd for a while until we ended up in what seemed to be a computer class from school. Chris and I sat together at our computers and were talking to the people around us.
That’s all I remember really.
Dreamer xxx
Fergal’s Dance Routine October 6, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: dance, dance routine, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, Katamari, Katamari Damacy, omen, school, the prodigy
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This is the end part of a dream but I have absolutely no idea what came before it. I was standing outside a classroom where Fergal was doing a dance routine. He was the third person I’d rounded up and convinced to do something for me. I can’t remember the details but if the people in the room (I couldn’t see if they were children or what) liked all the people I had gotten together, I would succeed (in what, I don’t know).
When he walked into the classroom he had a strange helmet on which kind of looked like the main character from Katamari, except it was grey.
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Somehow I knew that his whole routine was from Scott Pilgrim (I don’t know if it was the movie or the comic though). He plugged in his iPod and this song started playing
He started doing this bizarre dance that involved a lot of jumping around and punching the air. Oddly enough it worked perfectly and I could hear the people in the room cheering him on. I knew at that point I’d passed whatever this test/challenge was and I woke up.
I really don’t know what to make of this at all.
Dreamer xxx
PE Class March 15, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Active, Confusing, Dreaming, Dreams, empty, house, Jenny, laptop, Late, PE class, school
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First off apologies for the lack of updates recently but I haven’t been remembering dreams much lately.
I was in the gym of my secondary school but I was late for PE class and everyone else was already started. For some reason there were individual desks and chairs set up in rows through the gym. Everyone was sitting in them and holding hands with the people beside them and leaning from side to side so that the whole row would tilt one way and then the other. Even in the dream I found this quite odd but I hurried into the changing room anyway.
After I got changed into my tracksuit, I looked out the door to see what the class were now doing. They all had skipping ropes on the floor beside their desks. They all stood up and starting skipping beside their desks. I figured I should go join in before someone noticed I was missing.
I can’t remember exactly what happened next but I was on Jenny’s road looking for her because I wanted to borrow her laptop. The road was deserted and I was trying to figure out which house was hers. One house had its front door open and you could see into the sitting room. I recognised it a being Jenny’s sitting room but I didn’t feel I could just walk straight in, even though I could see her laptop on the couch. I asked some guy outside the house had he seen Jenny and he said she’d been out all day.
Wonder who that guy was…
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
School/Cousin/Beach January 24, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: beach, bowling, bra, clothes, cold, cousin, Dreaming, Dreams, fragment, Joanne, kid, school, sea, water
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Okay these are three really short dreams that I had and it didn’t seem worth it to post them all seperately.
The first one consisted of my friends and I being back in school. We were in our school uniforms and in my old English classroom. Joanne was wearing a red lacy bra over her school jumper because she said it was so nice she wanted everyone to see it. This didn’t seem like an odd thing to do in the dream, everyone was just like, “That is a really nice bra”.
The second dream I can only remember the end of. I was supposedly in my aunt and uncle’s house but it looked like my house. My little cousin who was about 10 (and who doesn’t exist in real life) didn’t want me to go back home. He said he had so much fun playing with me that I was never allowed leave. I told him that I had to go back home because people were missing me there too and I’d come visit him again soon.
The final dream was set on the beach but people were supposed to be going bowling. There was a girl there who was meant to be my friend but who I’ve never seen before in my life. I put my hand into the sea and it was freezing. My friend asked me how cold it was and I answered by putting my hand against her arm. She screamed at how cold it was and then dived into the sea. All of us still on the beach thought she was crazy.
That’s it for my dreams of the past few nights. Nothing much going on there really.
Dreamer xxx
Carpark Classroom December 13, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: carpark, Chipper, Chris, classroom, competition, Dreaming, Dreams, funny, intercom, race, sarcastic, school, teacher, tickets
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I was supposedly back in school but my classroom was the carpark of the local shops. It was meant to be indoors even though it was a carpark and I didn’t see any walls or ceiling. I was sitting beside Chris (who was never in my school) and our teacher started talking to us.
He was really funny in a sarcastic kind of way and he started slagging the school. Then a voice came over the intercom saying, “Thank you for that, Mr. [can't remember his name]. We’ll take it from here”. He smiled and bowed sarcastically and went to sit down at his desk.
The intercom announced that they were holding a competition and the prize was a pair of tickets. They didn’t say what the tickets were for but everyone got really excited. The winner would be decided by having a “write what you see” event. No one knew how you won; whether you had to write down the most number of things, the leas number of things, the colours of things, a certain object. We only had two minutes to complete it so there was no time to stop and think.
I decided to write down everything I could see. My list said: carpark, cars, shop, chipper, gates, poster, sign, RED sign…and then I got stuck. I just couldn’t think what to write even though everything was right in front of me! I don’t know the outcome of the competition because that was when I woke up.
Try naming everything you see sometime in two minutes, it’s harder than it seems.
Dreamer xxx
Science Lab/Police Raid November 3, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: cops, Dreaming, Dreams, Fire, Gun, lab, police, raid, Rebecca, Scary, school, science, Shoot, Threatening
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I had this dream a few nights ago but I haven’t been able to blog it until today so apologies that I can only remember parts of it.
It started off in science class in my secondary school. Rebecca was there and I don’t know who else. We were all wearing the horrible huge blue lab coats that we had back in school. We had finished the experiment we’d been given and Rebecca was commenting on how good she was at science. She said something along the lines of, “I told my mom I should have done science in college!”
As we were putting the equipment away, we found a Bunsen burner lying on its side in a press. For some reason it was connected to the gas and it was lighting. Rebecca started messing with it; turning it from the red flame to the blue flame and back again. When she was finished she left it on and walked away. I asked was she sure it was a good idea to just leave it on inside the press. She nodded and said it’d be grand. With that, the Bunsen burner set fire to a box of gloves that had been beside it in the press. Everyone started screaming (even though the fire was tiny) and I was saying I told you so.
The next part I remember was in some dark house I’ve never seen before. I think we (not sure who exactly “we” were) were visiting someone but just after we got there the house was raided by the police. They burst in through the front door with huge guns and like riot gear. We had no idea what was going on but they kept telling us not to move or they’d shoot. We were too terrified to move!
I still have no idea what was going on.
Dreamer xxx
