Linkzelda's Dream Journal

02.01.2012

1/2/12 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1:

I'm inside of a Middle School,and it looks a lot like Thornton Middle School. I'm heading towards the cafeteria, and I see a lot of DCs. I was a bit shy at first because of so many people at once.

I was looking for a seat, but it was hard finding one since so many people were concealing the vacant ones. I saw a DC standing near the stage (the cafeteria in Thornton Middle School had a stage for Theater arts too) who looked similar to the Assistant Principal I had in Thornton Middle School. (I can't recall his real name, but apparently he used to be a Science teacher that was really good at teaching before he became an Assistant Principal).

(This isn't the exact stage, it was a little wider, but it's close enough)


I find a vacant seat, and it even looks like it's just for me. The location of it is similar to the seat I used to take all the time during my last year in Thornton Middle School.



(In waking life, the Assistant Principals or some teacher on the stage would tell a specific section (like Group 1 would be the right side of the cafeteria and so on) that they could go get their meals (and it wasn't based off of chronological order, the groups had to be ready to eat and have any mess from prior lunch periods cleaned to go (this really caused some funny stuff to happen since everyone would work really fast to clean the tables and be quiet (since any loud tables would probably go last).

I pondered whether or not if the section I was sitting at would be able to go, but it seemed that I came to lunch late since everyone from every section was already eating.

So from the seat that I was sitting at, to keep it vacant, I decided to put some things on the seat. (can't recall what, but it was something to keep people from hogging my seat, and back then, people were really desperate to find good seats for their friends, since you wouldn't want to be the one who sat alone with a bunch of random people)

(For me, that was an issue because when I sat alone or just sat with random people I didn't know, my mind would suddenly think who would look at me. At the time, I really started to get paranoid, but I now I realized it was just a silly thing to worry about as a child....see how gregarious we are? It's like if we don't have a modicum of social content with others, we just go ballistic...at least for me, even though I really made little friend in Middle School).

Enough of these pointless explanations, but they do have a point for giving you the atmosphere of this dream (panicking etc.)

I looked at the Assistant Principal on the stage, but he didn't look like he was going to call a section to go to the area to order lunch, so I walk forward to the hallway and see one random DC, which I believed was black, trying to hide from the Assistant Principal.

I look at him with a surprised visage and speculated on why he would constantly check to see if the Assistant Principal found him or not. Eventually I just ignored him and headed left to get into the section to buy some food.

The structure was pretty much the same as it was in Thornton Middle School. There were different sections spread out like the Pizza Area, Side Order Area, Regular Lunch, etc. (It was to avoid clutter and make things more convenient since lines were still pretty long on certain days (like the days when Popcorn Shrimp and Peace Cobbler were served)).



There wasn't a long line because I came in a little late, so I go up and let the servers give me what was apparent for the section I was in. I said "Thank you" and headed towards other sections. I found that they were offering Cinnamon buns, with the icing inside of a plastic package.



The buns were in a package as well with the icing, and you had to tear one part off (don't know why they couldn't have split them apart to make things easier, but I guess that's just the abstract nature of dreaming to cause some inconvenience.

After I was done with choosing, I go up to the area to pay and I took out my debit card (RIGHT THERE! I don't know how the hell I couldn't tell I was in a dream! I mean seriously Link....debit card when you're having a dream of MIDDLE SCHOOL? ). The DC that was at the cash register looked EXACTLY like my Pre-Calculus teacher who was named Mr. Schultz (this was one of those names you had to be careful pronouncing, since everyone would sound like they were going to spit saying it LOL; and apparently there were people who said "Sluts" in waking life too XD).



While I was getting ready to pay with the Debit card, I told the DC, "Hey Mr. Schultz!" He replies with a questionable tone, "Wait what did you say?" I thought I said his name wrong and started to worry. Then I came back to myself and said his name again.

I swipe my card and it asked for a pin. (You seriously have to be sh***ing me! Asking me for a PIN in a dream??)

I was pondering if the pin was "1583" at first or if it was "1683." I almost typed the first thought, but then I thought that I should go for the second one instead. I had trouble inputting the pin, and it was really started to piss me off. (since I didn't wake up AND get up before a REM period in waking life to go back with some logic)

When I tried to enter the pin again, sometimes the machine didn't pick up what I pressed, so I had to clear it again and press really hard for that number. Then I find myself forgetting to press hard on ALL numbers, so I had to clear it a few more times before it finally said that the process has be verified.

While I was doing that, I had that feeling that someone was watching me (when you were at the cash register, you could see everyone eating if you just turn your head right). Out of all the DCs, I catch a BLONDE DC (dream sign of mine) looking at me, but she quickly went back into conversation with her friends.

(You know how someone who likes you or just wants to look at you just stares at you and continues to do so when you're not looking back? Yeah it was like that. It was as if she was daydreaming or something for those few seconds before I looked back at her).

She looked a lot like the girl on the Freshmen Tennis team at Mayde Creek High School named Sarah.

Spoiler for Click here for a little insight on Sarah:

(She was one of those girls that I could easily tell liked me, because she would make rare compliments compared to the other girls on the team like "Nice haircut!" or something to get my attention).

(And this isn't me being cocky or anything, but anyone with a competence of a shovel could tell she liked me in waking life. But I was a senior at the time in waking life when she came to the school in waking life, so I couldn't really do anything but just try to ignore what she said. And she was really beautiful (naturally too, which was rare in that school))).

Anyway, once I was finished buying my meal, I head out to go back to the seat I left vacant for myself (It was convienently located in the middle of a few DCs where I wouldn't be worrying if others were looking at me since I'll have people to talk to).


That's all I remember for that.