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Man some how I think Garden State is at fault for this dream [Mar. 29th, 2005|02:21 pm]
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[Current Mood |amusedamused]
[Current Music |Deftones: the boy's republic]

My dreams as of late have been very very realistic, and deep. It's rather odd how much my dreaming has changed in the last few weeks, but I don't mind. I like it.

Last night my dream pretty much starts with Mr. Skelly picking me up at his house. We are on our way to California, for why I do not know. When I get in the car the first thing I say to him is "I can teleport us there." He follows up with a "Greg!?!?" I decided to drop the conversation but in my head I was thinking about how a few people had actually seen me do it before, though it was only a short distance. The reason I felt confident in being able to make us teleport far distances was that I had a piece of quartz with me, but it was different then any I have owned in reality. It was a smokey quartz, but it was just different, I don't know why.

Anyway, We stop by Mrs. Skelly's ice cream shop, and she decided to make us boiled eggs before we leave. While at her store, some how Matt and Steve catch wind of Mr. Skelly and I leaving, and they want to come also, but when they pull up in a van and we are all ready to go, Mr. Skelly feels he is no longer needed on the voyage, and stays with Mrs. Skelly at the ice cream shop.

Some how we never start making west, but instead north, to go see Becky. We stop at some weird little shack about half way... wait, first we are all driving on an interstate and Matt and Steve are smoking out, but I am on a motor cycle, they pass me the joint, and I think I hit it once, then went to pass it to the left to a lady, but as soon as I did, she turned and said "your under arrest, I am a cop." She goes through steves stuff and finds his weed, and steve is like "Man Greg this shit sucks!" but he made it sound like it was the quality of the weeds fault that he was getting busted, not that he didn't hide it in a good place. anyway, in my mind i realized I was dreaming cuz I said "Lady there is no way I was smoking that because I got a drug test coming up in a few weeks." so I guess I erased the whole getting arrested, and the story moved on to the little shack on the left side of the road. we go in and it's my boss who owns the shack. we sit around for a while until i see that everyone is about to be getting high and shit so I decide I want to leave.

It cuts scenes and I am in some apartment, and I am getting pissed cuz matt and Steve are procrastinating, well I guess not really, it's just that I wanted to leave by 12 to go see Becky and Matt is in the middle of doing some homework. He starts making a certain voice that he always makes when he is fucking with people, and starts saying "ok, come on, Gosh! Let's go, come on." to me. I tell him never mind and I decided I would start walking. I ended up at some cliffs, and I am climbing up them and some other guy is with me, but I can't say he is even human. he seems to be a shadow of me, but he is physical. rather weird. anyway, I didn't make it to see Becky, cuz I woke up in reality, but man that was a weird dream.

I seriously have not had dreams like this in a long time. the other night I saw a wall of coffins, and was taken hostage by a cute girl who robbing a store... I mean so many dreams lately. It crazy. anyway, love love
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big time dreamer [Jun. 3rd, 2004|10:05 pm]
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[Current Mood |confusedconfused]
[Current Music |tracy chapman cd]

hey..its megan. if you can remeber im the girl who had a dream about holding this guys hand. and feeling very strong emotions. i updated here on..march 21 st. lol

well i had another emotional dream i guess you could call it. well it was me and the same two kids. and corey was downstairs. and me and the kid nick were upstairs on the computer. and we go. is corey gone? so we go to my window. and i kneel down and put my arms on the window sill. and nick was like standing with his hands on the sill. and i go i dont think i see him. so i go to stand up. and he put his arms around me. and we fell back and i sat in his lap. and he had both arms around. and i had one arm in front and i put the other one behind me and ran my fingers through his hair. and i fel that emotional charge again. and it..iono scared me.

see i realized i liked him. and kept it hidden because hes way out of my league. so we became friends. and so..i stopped thining that way about him. and then i had teh dream. and its hard for me. because im thinking maybe its a sign. that i shoud go after him. see im 15 and hes 18 and hes graduating tommrow. so i havent seen him very much. so i think im gonna tell him to call me and well chill. iono.

but what does it mean?????? please. i really need help. i dont know what to do.

thanks if you comment.
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"She's got animal issues..." [May. 13th, 2004|04:21 pm]
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[Current Mood |amusedamused]

As some of you may already know, Crystal and I signed a lease for an apartment come August (just the 2 of us -- yay!). In my dream last night, she tells me that she decided that Justin will be living with us again. Of course, I am a little upset with the news, but I just deal with it because there's pretty much nothing I can do if I want to keep her as a roommate.

In actuality, we are getting a 2 bedroom apartment, but in my dream world we had one big bedroom to share, so we invested in bunk beds. Boy, was I thrilled. :Þ Not only that, but everyday Crystal would bring a new baby animal home to live with us. At first, she brought the usual type of pets a person would bring home with them -- kittens, puppies, etc. But soon her pet-adopting idea began to get out of control as she decided to also bring home baby monkeys, pigs, and cows also. We had our own little tiny farm!

So I come home late from work one night, and yes, there's a baby cow sleeping in my bed, and like a balloon poked with a needle, my built up frustration finally bursts out. I woke Crystal up with my screaming, and she acts like I'm the weird one for freaking out about the baby cow sleeping in my bed. I decide that I don't want to argue with her at that particular time, so I opt for sleeping on the couch in the living room.

I walk out there, and a baby monkey follows and watches me as I plop down on the couch in resignation.

"Hello, Rebecca," he says simply and hops up onto the couch cushions beside me.

Wow...a talking monkey!! I'm thinking.

I say "hey" back, and then the monkey begins to confide in me that he has been unhappy, but that he really likes me and wants me to be his new owner. So needless to say, the monkey and I become inseparable best buddies, and I take him everywhere with me, showing him off to everyone, my new baby talking monkey.
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(no subject) [May. 1st, 2004|01:25 am]
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[Current Mood |confusedconfused]
[Current Music |Death Cab: Styrofoam Plates]

okay... two dreams, and both very realistic.

the first is from wedensday night... I was in Fl I had moved there. I don't think I wanted to, but I had to. I was in the empty Apt and i had little to no money. I was thinking "Well i can atleast afford some ramem", but then I realized I had no pots to cool it with, and no dishes to eat it on. And i started thinking about all the things i too for granted that I had while I lived at my mother's house. My sister came down to visit me, and said I could ride back up with her, and she would bring me back since I only live 4-6 hours away from her. But then Becky came down and visited me also, and then the dream switched. I am on this lake, and there are a few bridges connected to one another going around the lake and over the lake. And We (Becky, Damn... I can't remember anyone else, and I) were doing some type of play or something. Then the samuri show up, and catch one of the people on my team, and he gets beheaded. and as i am closing a gate there is this one person that keeps asking me over and over again "that wasn't part of the show was it? he really died didn't he? But I don't answer her. Afterwards I am at this house, adn all I really remember is that it is dark, and at oen point Jay decides to walk off into the night. I can't remember who was there, or why, but I know that there is something about magic, or atleast something mystical going on. and that is all I can remember, yea I know pointless.

the second was the one from last night. I am talking with this guy I use to break with, named Kris. WQe are at school, and he come's up to me and is real disturbed. I ask him what's up and he tells me.... some child that is related to him pulled out a razor on a fellow student, but this child is only like four, maybe five. And it's not any little razor, it's one of those foldable ones that people can shave with. And Kris is really sad and upset, and there is this teacher that keeps coming out of this class room, and trys to talk to Kris, telling him to "call down" but it is just making Kris more angry and he starts yelling at the teacher. but eventually Kris and I are in the front forier/ main hall, and the kid comes up.... Kris has disappeared, and i walk up to the kid and take his skateboard in order to piss him off (this is part of my plan). The kid hesitates at first, cuz he doesn't understand why I am bullying him, but he eventually gets mad, and pulls out the razor on me. I get real disappointed, and very saddened. I start crying, and get on my knees and tell the child that is bad. I explain that the reason Kris isn't there to pick him u pis because Kris is saddened that the kid has resorted to these actions. I hold the child by his shoulders and take him in for a deep hug. I ask him if he understands what i am saying to him, and if he will take my words in to consideration, and by that time the kida has shed a few tears, and says he is sorry. I don't remember what else happened, expect that I am walking home and yaddy yaddy... not anything else too important. but man that was a weird dream..
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(no subject) [Apr. 24th, 2004|01:59 pm]
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[Current Mood |happyhappy]
[Current Music |Death Cab for cutie: The face that launched 1000 ships]

I dreamnt of my father last night. I like when I dream of my father. Even if it's only for a little while. that is one thing that death can never take away... Your ability to dream and see the ones you love. It's like the person is never gone, cuz they are always in you. Remember that.
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(no subject) [Apr. 23rd, 2004|04:09 pm]
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[Current Mood |calmcalm]
[Current Music |311: love song]

I had an "ex-grifriend" dream... it was tight. I was teasing her nipples with a feather... and it was erotic. I think I need a girlfriend....... badly......
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Happy Easter. [Apr. 11th, 2004|03:52 pm]
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[Current Mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]

The EGG has been a symbol of fertility and new life since ancient times. It also stands for wholeness, potential, rebirth and possibilities. If a fresh, unbroken egg appears in your dream, it is a reminder to develop your inner resources so you can become all that you were meant to be. Rotten or broken eggs indicate that a time of difficulty may lie ahead, while colored Easter eggs signify a happy gathering with friends and family.
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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2004|12:14 pm]
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[Current Mood |hopefulhopeful]
[Current Music |Spitalfeld - Five Days And Counting.]

Ok Christine shouldn't have mentioned that she had some girls in her pants last night, because it's what I thought about as I tried to fall asleep...

Sure enough... I dreamt about it. She came into the room and said, 'Look what I have for you.' ... I could see a girl peaking out of her pants... There turned out to be a few pretty girls, and that one gorgeous girl from my past, and then the underwear gnomes were there helping her get everybody out of her pants. Enter retarded/special olympics Cartman. Now I think that this relates to the new south park we saw last night... Cartman was trying to be the best at getting the pretty girls and had already succeeding in convincing them that he was the cutest retarded kid... they were on him like he was a little puppy or something. I was like this is bullshit... I basically grabbed that girl from my past and said, 'You didn't see him.' ... It was kinda like she didn't remember me at first, but it all came back to her and it was good. Like I had rescued her from the prison of Christine's pants... I don't remember much past that... Of course I have my hopes for what happened from that point in the present of my dream, but my hopes always seem to be as retard as special olympics Cartman.

That's it... It's been a while since I had the chance to enjoy a dream or was able to really remember the funnier dreams. I think it started out funny, and then it went serious like my life. Hehe. There is a time and place for each.

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im a new one [Mar. 21st, 2004|09:45 am]
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[Current Mood |weirdweird]
[Current Music |ani difranco-you had time]

can some one..help?
so heres my dream.
i was in one of my classes. and somehow..dont ask why..we were all flying around. naked. and then i saw (these two guys i know)nick and corey in the room. just sitting on this desk. so i fly over. and they are dressed btw. and so i fly (lol) over to them. and nick catches me. and im naked.and so i put clothes on. but like it was odd because i didnt feel odd being naked around them. like i could really be myself. which i think is saying something. but anyway. so i put clothes on. and like nick helped me pull my arm through. or something. and he like held my hand. and like ..iono..it was weird. like he didnt let go after i got dressed. like. it was like he didnt want to let go. and iono why..but like. i didnt want to let go either. and then we got up and started walking around. and iono.

like..it felt like we both never wanted to let go. like ifelt something really strong. and i cannot stop thinking about it.

=o/ thanxs.
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(no subject) [Mar. 19th, 2004|01:23 pm]
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[Current Mood |nauseatednauseated]
[Current Music |Weakerthans: [hospital vespers]]

I dreamn't a bunch of ticks were on me!!!


To dream that ticks are crawling on you, forewarns of poverty and ill health.

To see large ticks on animals, signifies that your enemies and conspiring against you to get a hold of your property through unlawful ways.

To dream that you kill a tick in your dream, denotes that you will be distressed over the presence of some enemies nearby.

let's hope that is nto true.
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