non-lucid

I dreamt last night in black and white, which is a first for me. The set-up of the dream was odd; it was like a game or simulation. An experiment. I was on an old luxury boat, and it was sinking. There were four groups of people staying in different cabins- one was a single mom and her two kids, one was two good friends, one was an African tribe that stayed above deck the entire time, and the other I can't remember. I had to experience each group, as if it were a level in a video game, as they tried to survive. I don't think they made it; the most vivid part of the dream was me dying. I often die in dreams, but I always wake up before I'm legitimately dead. This time, however, I died all the way- I fell backwards, and then there was a rapid progression of black-and-white imagery. Then I woke up.

I dreamt that I was in a bookstore. First I saw Cathy Cassidy, a lady I used to go to church with, and she gave me a hug and said she missed me. Then I saw my grandma. (She died in December; before that, she had severe Alzheimer's for years) She hugged me, too, and we talked for a while, and she wanted to get some movies and watch them together, and I woke up because I really, really miss her.

So I was in the middle of a forest with my YW Mormon friends (because it was Mormon camp) and we were hiking around, trying to find a place to pitch our tents. Then a guy named Luke- a fellow Mormon, who I hardly know- was sitting by a tree, manning a store full of stuff he had stolen. This was a very vivid dream, but I made the mistake of not immediately writing it down so I forgot most of it.

I dreamed that I was in this intense ultra hi-tech theater/museum/jewelry store thing. It was all royal blue, white, and black, and everything was shiny. I don't remember much of the actual dream, but I do remember my drama teacher was sitting at a table. I was talking to her, and she randomly burst out into loud, blubbering tears while flailing her arms above her head. T'was rather strange.

This is arguably the most disgusting dream I've ever had. I had tapeworms- bad- to the point where they wouldn't be contained in my digestive tract and hung in a mass in me undies. They were squishy and gross and I was supposed to pull them out but that sounded even grosser so I just left them there. And then I woke up and spent the first half hour of waking life convinced that I still had them.

When it started out, I was with my friends Abby and Heidi (plus a bunch others, but I don't remember who). We were on a school field trip, and I don't even remember what happened but Abby did something to deeply betray me. Heidi took her side of the argument, and I was angry at the both of them throughout the duration of the dream.
On our field trip, we went to this dojo/nursing home thing, and we went to the pool area. Suddenly, a bunch of old guys wearing bathrobes shot up from the water and started doing synchronized swimming. Really ninja synchronized swimming. If it weren't synchronized swimming, it would have been really cool. In the dream I was really impressed, but when I woke up I was laughing at myself for having such a strange dream.

I dreamt that I was at a paint-your-own-ceramics place in my downtown. I was there with a friend- in RL, I'm planning a surprise birthday party for her, and I plan to take her there as a distraction while the party was set up- and we were picking out ceramics to paint. There was also a crochet turtle thingie, which I chose. I was gluing it together when I realized it was $39, and I had maybe $10, so I hid it under a shelf. I was wandering around, looking for something else to do, and I saw my friend Joe. He looked really angry and had his hair up in a ponytail, and when I tried to talk to him, he ignored me. But he was there with a bunch of college guys, and they were also really angry so they yelled at me until I left. I found a watercolor painting station in the back of the room, and so I started painting there. Then I woke up.

So I don't really know if this was from last night or beforehand, but I remembered it will posting on the forums. I was at summer camp (kind of- it was a weird Chuck E. Cheese/old farmhouse hybrid that made very little sense, but my mind told me it was summer camp) and they weren't feeding us enough food and everyone was angry. There was a job offering- if you would pull a massive handcart full of food, then you would get extra food. This random guy and I accepted, and most of the dream was just us running on a dirt road in the country, dragging the cart with us. We passed through the hick version of the ghetto, and we arrived at a quaint little house with two old ladies who took the food from us. Then we had to run back, and I woke up.

I had many small dreams last night in which I found my phone- I stayed the night at a friend's house and lost it before we went to bed, and it was freaking me out. It's still missing
Then, I had a very vivid dream. It was in a modern-day setting, in a large city in spring. The beginning is rather fuzzy- I was maybe a princess? I don't remember, but I was wearing a beautiful Renaissance-esque dress, which I lost when I joined a band of four other random people. We were working together, because the Apocalypse was coming, which we weren't really worried about. We were worried about what would happen after the Apocalypse, because there was this evil Queen lady who wanted to take over the world after it ended and turn it into a Neo-Renaissance new world order type thing. And we wanted to stop her. So we were planning to infiltrate her castle (she had a castle) and to do so, we needed Renaissance clothes. We went to a second-hand store and I found one that I almost didn't get (because I really wanted the beautiful one I was wearing earlier in the dream, but it was nowhere to be found) but I did, and then the salespeople were making fun of me because it was in kid's sizes and way too short for me (but somehow still magically fit). As I was buying it, my group left me, and I was running down the streets trying to find them. They were sitting at a table on the street corner. I guess our plan to stop the new world order kinda died there, because the rest of the dream was spent eating these candy-nut-things made with coffee. I can't have coffee, so I complained about it and everyone ignored me. Then I woke up.

This is just a small chunk of my dream- it was in the middle, and I can't remember the beginning or end. I was with this group of random DC's, none of which I actually knew, and we were on the run from something dangerous. We were in this jungle/desert hybrid (which doesn't sound like it would work, but it did) and there was a downhill chute that worked like a water slide. None of us wanted to go down it- I guess it was dangerous- but one girl in the group coerced us into it. She made us all lie down on the ground, and covered our eyes with marshmallows and our mouths with bandaids. It was supposed to be helpful. Then she sent us all down the chute, but she stayed behind, and everyone was mad at her for chickening out.

When we arrived at the bottom of the chute, it was flat desert with wooded mesas rising out in random patterns. At this point, I was viewing the dream from a bird's eye perspective. We ran along the edge of a mesa, because there was something dangerous down here and we had to escape. Then a Tyrannosaurus Rex stomped around the edge, and I sent my group onwards to sacrifice myself fighting the dino as they ran away. I woke up before I could.

Then, just little fragments-- a pool in my old middle school, going there at night, something about the stage.