Since I didn't do the journal yesterday I forget about what I dreamt and can only write this down as this is the only things I do remember: 1.) Helium balloons. Spoke with a high pitch voice. 2.) Made fun out of a guy. He was sitting on the floor and was really ashamed. Kept doing it anyway.
I would very much like to save this for my DJ A historic dream? A weird meet cute? I dreamt that I just woke up when my mother told me we had moved to a new house and asked me if I liked it. It was very old looking, something from the 1500s I think and soon I noticed that my clothes was even from that time. Right outside was a harbor with large ships also from that time, bascially everything was old, okay? So I was just stepping outside to enjoy some nice fresh air in the new town that I hadn't seen. People were walking on the streets and some even went with horse carriage, since I was so busy looking at everything. I got kind of... lost. It was lovely but I wanted to get home before it got dark so I kept walking meanwhile the sun started to set. As my worried grew and I became tired, I didn't pay much attention to my surrondings and suddenly bumped into a man. He looked like he wasn't much older then me, with dark brown curly hair and very fancy clothing. Obviously a noble. The man asked me if I was alright and when I answered, with a kind of nasty tone that I was, he became some sort of annoying. When we walked into each other he lost his shoe and therefor he kept whining about me handing it over to him. Or well he suggested me putting it on his foot for him, like Cinderella. I pushed him aside and told him that I would never do it. When I looked up I noticed our house just a few meters away and hurried my way over there. In the distance I could hear him scream out a question about my name but I never answered.
I'm in this huge one story house, theirs a countless numbers of other house guests here with me. All of them are rude snotty bitches, but this one girl with dark brown hair is cool. We both go out to the backyard under this wooden gazebo thing. There's this other little building on the other side of the back yard with a sliding glass door. She goes into it, and talks to me through the glass. She puts her hair in weird rubber bands, and says she gonna cut it because the bitches will steal it in her sleep so she wants to burn it. She goes out of view from me, then comes out with tall broom hair and the side shaved and now all of a sudden she looks Samoan or Hawaiian or something. I ask her why she didn't cut it shorter and she says that that doesn't apply anymore to her. So we both walk back into the house and everyone questions who she is like they don't recognize her, and she loves it and refuses to tell them.
30.10.2013Trying to join a group, tons of rude people. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in some sort of meetup group that they will teach you how to teleport with ice-cream sticks and other stuff. I wanted to join them and they made me some tests. They were very rude but I ignored it. At one point, one lady told me, "Well, and how you are going to prove you are a Psychic Medium? The healers are very skeptic about that." I felt offended as she was very rude and I said, "Giving them a reading... duh." She started to write down bad words about me and told me I was not going to be accepted. I told her that I channeled all the information from Spirit, always checking my Ego and working with integrity. But then they started to say that my clothes were old (wtf randomness lol) and that they did not like my hair. The owner wanted me to be a member and she told me how to trick the gals in order to be accepted.
Well.. I'm not actually in college yet. I'm just a freshman, but that doesn't stop me from have dreams about it now does it!? Anyway, I just remembered one dream. It has been awhile since I made an entry, so that would probably explain why. The dream started in a very odd way. I was placed inside of some sort of virtual reality. I guess it was a video game of sorts, but I can't really be sure. The idea was to collect coins in the world to unlock the next level. I got to the next world and the game turned off. My point of view suddenly ended up being me looking at a television screen running the game. My friend then told me that we had to leave for class. We got our stuff together and walked out the door. This was apparently our first day actually in college, and we were pretty nervous about it. It was cold outside so we had to walk through the inside of the buildings to reach our destination. We passed through this very tiny library and we started talking to each other. Suddenly this old lady comes up to us, and I remember vividly that she said, "You see that light," and she pointed to a light behind her desk that was beaming red. "When it's on you cannot talk. Is it on? I thought so. Now you better not talk, or next time its a mark." We just walked away, and there was a line separating the library from everything else. I put one foot in and screamed as the only lady looked at me and screamed, "Mark!" So we got to class, and I woke up.
I was on the bus going to my boxing gym which I don't usually do. When I got off I met some guy who was going there to (nothing was clear in this dream) and when I got in the gym looked weird instead of it being in West Ham it was in East Ham, it still looked the same on the inside though except the ring was on the left and right. I was helping the guy I met on the bus when he just got rude to me for no reason. I was helping him put on his headguard.
This dream was incredibly vivid, and I seem to remember it in a more linear fashion than most dreams. I was at school, after the day had finished for some kind of lesson. I don't recall what teacher we had, but I believe he was Mr Ryan, one of the most racist and sexist teachers at my school. We were in the metal/wood work block, waiting to find out what classroom we were going to be having the lesson in, and someone said to use Mr Gill's room. We walked across to the social sciences block, and up the stairs to his room, where the door wasn't locked and we went inside. For some reason though, there was no power in the classroom, and we needed Mr Gill to come turn it on for us. I checked out the window, and Mr Gill was standing in the parking lot with his arms folded staring into the distance. Mr Ryan called out to him, and he came up to the classroom. We turned on a video for our lesson on the projector, though the board was on the wrong side of the room compared to usual. Mr Ryan and Mr Gill were standing behind me, and they started having a conversation about a very rude student, due to how rude Cowan was being. I accidentally pressed a switch on a powerboard with my foot, and turned out two of the rows of lights. This confused me, as they're controlled by switches on the wall, but when I looked up I noticed they were plugged into an extension cable, and it made sense, since I'd just turned off that plug. When I looked up again, a different set of lights were on, in a staggered sort of patter. I didn't want to mess with the switch any more, since I might have been in trouble for fiddling with the lights if I did. I tuned back into the conversation the teachers were having behind me about the student, and they were talking about how he had severe problems, and had killed himself. I don't remember the boy's name, but I'd thought I'd heard of him before, but I'm not sure I actually know him. Mr Ryan started talking about how it was good riddance, while Mr gill said it was tragic. Cowan butted in, saying how he knew how it happened - that he'd spun out his WRX and he was an idiot because he couldn't control it. I told him how he was being really disrespectful, but I had a bit of trouble wording the sentence. Mr Gill agreed with me, and Cowan said "Whoa! Someone actually agreed with Alex on something." I was getting really sick of him being so rude. I pulled out my laptop, and loaded up a computer forum which is normally blocked at school. Tim was surprised that it was unblocked and he'd never known before. When I woke up after this dream, I transitioned out into SP without moving. I gained too much awareness, though, and found my throat was extremely dry and I was sleeping on my arm, which was already really sore. I swallowed a few times, and figured I wouldn't be able to DEILD because there was too much noise and light, so I got up and wrote this into my DJ instead, but it's nice to see I could have DEILD'd!
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