My Dream Journal (pick one)

[Toasty4you]

MY DREAM JOURNAL Introduction - Now, I just started keeping a dream Journal in Microsoft word, and decided to post some of my more recent dreams here. Yes, I know, they're LONG. You can pick one to interpret, or could do a few if you want. My dreams are probably just nonsense though, but hey, I think it's an interesting read! Anyway, names have been edited out for personal reasons. Also, I'm new here, so I hope I'm not breaking any rules or anything. Well, enjoy! Night of May 24, 2008 - The dream started out with me browsing my computer. I was on Google Earth and saw this awesome swamp looking place. I decided that it would be a nice place to go to so I somehow magically teleported there. Upon my arrival, I saw this weird human/fish looking thing, that invited me to go under the water. So I jumped in and to my surprise, I saw a nice underwater kitchen. I swam around a little, but never ate with the strange creature. I got out of the water and saw this huge black and white checkered mansion. I opened the doors and walked inside. There were millions of hallways, and decided to pick the one in front of me. There were doors to the left and to the right of me but all I saw in each room was an empty chair and a table with nothing on it. That went on for like 20 or so rooms. All of a sudden, my dad appears when I walk out of one and he says "want to go to the top?" So then we magically appear at the top of the mansion, which is very high up. At the top we see the entrance to a cave and a few bulletins and signs here and there, like some kind of attraction. We walk up to the tour leader who was a funny looking guy with a big mustache wearing a blue hat like a Union soldier wore in the Civil war. We see a bunch of flames coming from farther in the cave, and I find out that its some kind of maze or something. I saw a dad 10 year old boy up ahead jumping over the flames and maneuvering around them. My dad goes "come on, you scared?" I then woke up. Night of May 31, 2008 – I was standing on the trampoline in my backyard, playing my unplugged electric guitar. My friend from school looks at me and says, “What’s the case on the staircase for?” I set the guitar down on the trampoline and said “Not sure, but it’s probably for my sister’s bass.” I walked inside to make sure. There was the case for the guitar I was playing just one minute ago, sitting at the base of the stairs. I said, “No, this case is for my guitar, not for her bass.” Note – My sister doesn’t and has never owned a bass guitar. Day of June 1, 2008 – Dream one. I was at my house at the period of time when the sun is just fading in the distance, since the whole house was lit up with an orange tint. My sister comes through the front door while I’m at the top of the staircase sitting down. She brings with her about 12 of her friends, marching behind her in a messy line. I’m surprised at this, and start to head to my room. On my way, I see a few friends from school come through the door. I stop and greet them at the top of the staircase and lead them to my room. As I walked in, I had the sudden urge to search for my baby pictures that hung on the wall. To my surprise, someone totally cleaned out and rearranged my room, putting up new posters, taking down old ones, and even rearranging desks. I was annoyed, but otherwise indifferent to this, and picked up my guitar sitting on the edge of my bed. I bent over to turn on the amp and fix its controls. I turned it on and looked back, seeing my other friend had suddenly appeared on my bed, sleeping against the edge of the wall. I poke him awake saying, “Want to hear some guitar?”He keeps his eyes shut, but nods in agreement. I bend over again, since I was on the clean channel and was going to play a hard rock song, but I saw the control board for my amp looked completely different. There was this huge lever with chunky metal grates coming out of the side, and the rest of the buttons were hidden by a thick layer of cheap, black velvet. I touch the lever and it was broken. I mess around with it forever, but it kept leaning up. I found out that this lever indicated the volume. Out of split decision, I yank to lever downwards and snap it in half. I was satisfied with the result, since it stuck in place at the volume I wanted, and was about to play, before I started lifting up towards my ceiling. I was floating above ground, but came back down again. I floated up a second time into the sky, and the dream ended. Dream 2. I was in school in my green locker section. I opened my locker without looking at the lock, since I was looking towards the red locker section to the right of mine, to see if my friend was there. I grabbed my things for first and second period. I walked and stopped in front of the school’s two main staircases, to tie my shoes. After done tying my shoes, I look up and there is this strange blond lady. I thought she was the ISS (in school suspension) lady, so I started walking towards my Social Studies class. She motioned me over and put me in a long line of people from some of my classes. I walked down the main hall of the school again, and noticed how all the lockers were now all red and yellow, the school colors. There were some new lockers too, at the sides of the main hallway. She walks into what I believe is the nurses office, and tells us to wait outside. When she comes back out, we’re led upstairs. We take a left starting into our math teacher's hall, and she announces, “I am your new Language teacher!” My friend then cracks some kind of joke in my ear, with his girlfriend beside him. Everybody had a negative attitude towards the new teacher. There were these two Asian boys who had this tiny trampoline with a web cam on top of it, who bounced these rubber balls on it to annoy people. Our assistant principal leans towards them and says, “You better stop doing that or you’ll get in trouble, boys.” They reply, “But why? We just got this for our birthday!” We all then warp to my kitchen table, instead of the school, with everybody but my new Language Teacher. Our assistant principal then says, “Because if you don’t stop doing that, those things will be mine.” Everybody laughs along, and my dream ends. Dream 3. We were outside with my science teacher and the rest of our science class. While our teacher and her class were doing something else outside, my friend and I were standing on top of a strange concrete structure with rails, with a 10 feet deep crevice going down the center, that didn’t have rails. There was a mouse cage, and for an experiment we were trying to mate mice and how the mice would react to a mouse that wasn’t real. There was a male mouse on a cage sitting on a ledge in front of the rail, and I take him out. I put him in front of a giant stuffed mouse to see how he’d react. He hisses and tries biting the fake mouse, successfully biting the fake mouse’s nose. The phony mouse squeaks, and the real mouse gets scared out of his mind. I put him back in the cage, and try operating this strange crane structure to move the mouse. The crane, I believe, was magnetic and could lift up the mouse cage without literally grabbing it, since the base was flat. I swing the crane, but accidentally hit the cage from behind, knocking the cage into the 10 foot deep hole in the ground. My science comes up onto the concrete structure, goes into the hole, and says, “Sorry Nathan [me], but they’re dead.” I’m sad for what I’d done, and wake up from the third dream.