Magic moment

Scene: This dream was split into various parts but I can only remember certain aspects. The start of my dream I’m me but end up being Cho Chang, and then back to me again.

Location: Between my street and what looks between one of my old maths classrooms and Hogwarts.

Plot: At first I am walking down my road past the small “alleyway” which is more of a shortcut. I’m with my Mum, presumably on my way home, when we pass Andrew Lloyd Webber. My Mum mutters something to me about him, like how we know him or something, and then he comes up behind me and hands me sheets of paper. It’s a report or reference that he has written about me, saying how wonderful I am (like a teacher does for a student applying to uni). Somehow, the entrance to the Alleyway is a doorway into a building and I’m on the red carpet as Cho (or rather the actress who plays her), blushing and smiling at all these people (my Mum merges into the crowd at this point, but Andrew is still beside me looking pleased with himself). Next I’m inside the building, which looks like a classroom. I presume its Hogwarts, as I’m now in the correct robes. There’s a lot of blushing coming from me as Cedric’s in the room (or Robert Pattison, I’m not sure if this is now Hogwarts or some sort of filming for). Anyway, Andrew’s now gone. I think something happens as everyone crowds to the back of the class and we’re gathered around a back table. I’m sitting opposite Draco (oh yes, he was bound to appear at some point) and Cedric. More blushing, Draco is for some reason with a guitar and singing (at least I think it’s him, or it’s Cedric that’s singing and playing the guitar) either way, I only have eyes for Draco who apparently has the same idea and is staring right back at me.

And scene.

There was a lot more after this point, but it was of a different dream, as I see no connection between the two, but the only thing I remember is a very high motorway that I’m walking along, and there is a pub restaurant below it that I climb off the side to get to only to be turned away as it is full.

References:

I don’t know where Andrew Lloyd Webber came from, or the school report, or me being Cho. I get why Cedric/Robert is there, because of all this talk of Twilight and Empire’s article on it. Draco speaks for itself, and the singing part is probably because I’m intrigued by Tom’s singing escapade that fans eventually found on YouTube. (Feltbeats, incase you are interested).
The motorway up high part is probably me thinking about what I was going to do today, which was go out for a family meal, and the place we go to sits neatly underneath a flyover motorway. We didn’t go there though.

Dream dictionary says:

Report: n/a
Alleyway: You will have an easy road ahead if you dreamed of an alley; unless it was a dead end, in which case success will only come after hard work
Red: A warning to curb your temper
School: A dream of being in school suggests that your reluctance to break old associations is retarding (yes it said that word) your process
Singing: Foretells happy news
Guitar: Your worries will soon fade away if you enjoyed the music.
Motorway/highway: Crossing a highway is an omen that things will get worse before they can get better and the worries will suddenly disappear
Pub/restaurant: Talks about details, but none of which applied to my dream, so n/a

Sweet dreams

Alright, it’s official, this is now my dream dream diary

Let’s hope I have plenty…

Sleep tight…

Dream Diary

I had another dream again! (You know this is becoming more of a dream diary…).

Anyway, I don’t remember much of it. Just that I was running around my old Primary school playground (as now me) for some sort of reason, and I remember a point where I sit down to have my hair dyed. It was either purple or bubblegum pink. I can’t remember…

Hmm. I’m becoming impatient of a better dream update… :’(

I think I’ll make dreams the focus of this here blog. They’re really far more interesting!!

And I’ll see if I can be bothered to use my shitty dream dictionary to relay meanings, and my own “analysis” on where the parts of my dreams came from out of real life. Sounds interesting!

Rumble.

Waking up nearly shitting myself with fright isn’t exactly the kind of dream I want to post about. Yes, I was in my kitchen with my mum when thunder did that “pre-rumble” before it practically destroyed the house as an exposion. Queue me waking up nearly crying out in shock and jamming my fingers in my ears thinking it was real thunder. How embarrassing.

Sigh. Gone will the days be when I can dream a dream until I wake up naturally. Sigh. Oh well.

Garden Spells

Dream post

I could tell I was going to dream last night as my mind was taking a while to settle before I went off to sleep. It was quite a pleasant one, and I’m quite glad I remembered most of it after all this time.

Scene: It’s hard to establish a main scene. I’m myself, but I’m not sure if I’m a few years older or how I am now. Anyway, I’m wearing a floaty floral dress and it’s summer

Location: First half is in a room, lots of red and highly furnished in dark woods. The second half is my house and road.

Plot: The fiest half of my dream is me watching Tom Felton, basically. Sad as it sounds, but I’ve got the fan girl blues bad!! Haha. Anyway, he’s as Draco, and acting, I believe in this highly furnished room. I’m not sure if others are watching but I feel guilty for watching, as though I’m being a stalker. Anyway, scene morphs.

This time I’m at home standing in my doorway looking out to my front garden. In the house opposite is Tom again, but this time out of character. He’s standing in the driveway of the opposite house sorting though things, as though he’s moved in. Anyway, I blush and go outside to garden, hoping that he notices me. Then as I’m about to tend to one of the flower beds, all these people turn up and go into my house (lots of adults, a few with push chairs, but I remember them being “common” and I get embarrassed as they stream into my house. I go to the door where my Dad is standing with two women, one of which has a large pushchair and is that annoying blonde pudgy woman from Eastenders! Wtf, I don’t even watch Eastenders!
Anyway, scene I’m in my kitchen sitting against the radiator at the kitchen table when a woman with dark short hair comes in and starts going through my cupboard I have in the kitchen. I’m feeling slightly outraged at this point by these people who have invaded our home and are now going through my things. I ask politely “can I help you” and she starts to ask me if I have a DS, using hand gestures and a lot of “ums” as she tries to remember the name. I said I do, but am not letting her give it to a small child, but she says no, its for a 13 year old. So I agree and give it to her. Next scene is me going up to my room, only to find mentioned 13 year old on my bed, going through my phone and listening to my MP3 player! Said 13 year old turned out to be one of those scary big beefycake girls who look like a 16 year old boy as opposed to a girl. Anyway, I scream at her until she leaves, smirking only to find she has been through my phone and constantly phoned someone called (this is weird but funny) Hayden Christensen, to check that it is in fact the Hayden (which apparently it is!). I try to phone to apologise only to find he’s blocked my number!
Next part is my on my bed, trying to sleep, or at least pretend to as someone knocks on my door. I shout “go away” but the door opens and… duna! It’s Tom Felton!

Sadly, I woke up at this point. lol.

I can see where various things came from. Hayden (who played “teenage” Anikin in Star Wars right?) came into my dream because I had been playing Star Wars on PS1 recently, lol.
The house invading people with children is probably a delayed reation to my brother coming down, and Tom? Well, a self confessed fan I suppose.
Oh, and the gardening thing in a dress and wanting to feel pretty because of a lovely chapter/part in the book “Garden Spells” by Sarah Addison Allen. I really liked that book. Looking forward to purchasing her new one!

Dream Raider

Dream post!!

I had a super awesome dream last night, although I think I was proper getting involved as I woke up feeling very stiff and having neck ache!!

I know this will add another reason for everyone to think I’m a super freaky fan girl, but whatever. This one is healthy. I think. Well, most men would agree anyway.

Scene: I’m Lara Croft! Basically! Accompanied by Zip and Alistair (although Zip really doesn’t look like Zip).

Location: Main location is her house, although it looked more like parts of her original house from the Core games, as opposed to CD who thought they’d make it look like her house from the movies (Americans *rolls eyes* really don’t know British) however, being me and it in my head, parts of the house looked like a highly furnished version of my house and the house was in a large posh street (like Millionaires row in Hampstead Heath) as opposed to the middle of nowhere…

Plot: It starts off as me (as Lara) going to the town centre (which was S-gate station, lol), for a town meeting on something. I went with Zip and Alistair. Anyway, as we’re walking up there, a huge posh Bentley pulls up and… Natla (from TR:A – before she transforms) gets out. She momentarily judges me then smirks before swanning off.

Next part of my dream I’m at home. In my very big house. I’m in this hidden basement part, which looks like a cave (no, not the Bat Cave, lol). A wood bridge leads up to this flat rock platform where Larson (from TR:1) is mulling around. I remember this scene having some emphasis on the Dagger of Xian from TR:2 and the Iris from TR:4. Possibly the “trophy room” but why Larson was there or what became of him I don’t know.

Anyway, back in my house and the lights go out in the hallway. I go to put them back on but they turn off again. Then the house alarm goes off and there’s this mad rush to get away from two of Natla’s henchmen (who don’t look like either of the Henchmen from TR:1 or TR:A) that are in the house. I make my way up to the roof room, and climb out of the skylight window to try and scale the roof and wall down to the window to my bedroom window below (this looks a lot like my house at this point), but I’m increasingly aware of the fact that the guttering will break away and that I’ll fall to my death so, knowing Natla is close behind I climb back into the room (which looks like the spare loft bedroom in my house). Below the skylight window is a door to the loft storage space. I enter and find this hidden “hole” which is actually a shute to a hidden part of the house. This hidden part of the house looked quite similar to the loft “games” room in my friends MASSIVE old house, but it’s sort of furnished in soft woods and has a large cottage style kitchen table in it. I notice Zip and Alistair standing not so far from me looking a bit sheepish, then I hear someone coming so I hide under the table but I get seen. I get dragged out Zip and Alistair are looking at me in that “there’s someone behind you” kind of way, and another person who is part of the household, who was supposed to be on my side, was there, which turns out he has being working as a double agent. Anyway, Natla arrives with her henchmen, and she is in possession of the Dagger of Xian, which she attacks me with (it actually looks nothing like the one from the game, it looks like it’s made from a dark green marble effect stone) anyway, I managed to wrestle it out of her hands, and try to escape back through the shute and as I’m doing so I stick the Dagger in the Iris which I’m apparently carrying with me??

Then someone in my house in the REAL world decides to bang the front door and I wake up!

It was such a kick ass dream!!!!!

Lonely hearts.

Sigh.
I need a new hobby.
Preferably male and over 5ft 8in in height. Has blonde or light brown hair, blue eyes and goes by the name of Chris, Link or Tom. Enjoys “Flaming on”, saving the princess and wizardry.

:]

Leisure – William H Davies

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Persistence Of Memory.

I had unsettled sleep last night. I believe I was tossing and turning and thrashing my arms all over the place, because I recall grabbing and half pulling my fairylights down off the wall :S

I was dreaming a fair bit also.

It was very mixed, so I can’t fully recall a lot, but I remember two pieces.

One: I’m travelling around in a car, which aparently I’m driving, but there is no stearing wheel, so I’m having to use something that looks like a duvet folded into a circle :S I think my family is in the car, but there is a bit when the car gets pulled in to the side of the road in some place that looks a bit shitty and I get out. There are young girls there, like hanging around the streets.

Two: I’m sitting in my spare bedroom with some guy (I actually don’t know who the hell it is, all I remember was that he was blonde – apparently I like the blondes!! lol), and I was talking/discussing something with him. It wasn’t heated, but for some strange reason I wasn’t meant to like him. And then suddenly, we start kissing, really passionately. Like movie chick flick “I’ve loved you for so long and I never told you and now at the end we finally confess to each other through this deeply heartfelt kiss” kinda thing, lol. And then someones coming up the stairs and he makes me hide under the bed. I wake up.

I hate dreams that really make you feel things. I always feel so confused the next morning!!

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That is all.