Dreams of epic proportions

Oooh what a strange shambles of dream I had last night. It was epic, or so it felt like.

Set in a large mansion house on a field/forest-y island connected by an old industrial looking bridge to the rest of the world, I’m a member of a “family” of people who are “special” (we have powers, turns out I’m quite stealthy/quick on my feet, and can see things from far away, which is ironic, considering in real life I have glasses to see things far away!). Anyway, I’m with members of this family and there is a panic and we’re running through the house trying to shut everything up as there is danger. During all this danger there is sort of this weird triangle. One of the bad guys (a female) is pregnant, and one of the two men with me is the father. One of the men I used to go out with, the other I’m in love with (but I don’t know if they love me). The one I love has navy blue hair and can change into an animals of similar fur colour, and the other wears a green hoodie but isn’t special like us, as he’s not really a member of the family. Anyway, I’m with the green hoodie guy and we’re standing by these french doors that lead to the vast green outside. Using my power of far-sight I can see a Jet type plane thing coming (it’s the bad guys, with the woman). One of the members of the family tells us to get back inside and shuts the doors and curtains. In a mad dash I run to find everyone else to warn them, finding the blue haired guy and some of the others (it was a case of when you dream of other people but you don’t really see who they are). Anyway, we find him and I’m all relieved. The Jet is almost upon us. Next thing I know I’m outside and running with speed for cover under a tree to spy on the Jet. Something happens here but I can’t remember what. I’m back at the house and the Jet is (hovering?!) above us. The woman announces that the guy in the green hoodie is the father, and (like an alien it seems!) gets taken taken up into the jet, leaving me with blue haired guy who comforts me, as it turns out she got pregnant when I was with the green hoodie guy. Some more happens but I’m not sure what, I think the Jet crashes after that. Woops!

Yeah, that was all very strange. I know a lot more happened with detail but I forgot some of it.

Fingertips are losing grips.

So, I had another dream about my friends last night. It was sort of bittersweet.

It started off me visiting Simon up in Newcastle. I was travelling on the train by myself, and I think I was travelling with all these other students, but whoever I was with it was a strange and sort of scary journey as was I was on my own/didn’t know what I was doing. Anyway, I get there and Simon’s happy, and he introduces me to his friends, who are all really nice. Ironically, I believe one of them was called Lauren (but looked NOTHING like Lauren). I remember where Simon lived being very green. Idk if it is though, lol.

The dream sort of progresses, and then I’m walking out a door onto what I think is either a large balcony type open space or a large patio out the back of a building, and Nick is there. All I do is run over to him and give him the biggest hug, and then I start crying really heavily, he asks me “are you crying?” and then I got woken up.

I don’t really want to check the meaning of this, I already know it, deep down.

Subconcious storytelling.

Back to the dream posts again.

The other night I had a series of “four” dreams if you like. They were only split because I woke up after each one and went back to sleep. I’ll try my best to remember them, but I’m feeling a bit lazy so I might skip the “dream meaning” thing from my diary I’ll let you psycho-analyse me.

First dream:

I’m in my home town at night, on this wide-ish junction where there is a small roundabout and three turns offs. Anyway, I’m on the pavement opposite to a large pub that is on the corner, next to it’s small parking place. I’m with my friend Nick and Simon. There is something wrong, I believe I am upset, probably because Nick went away without giving me a chance to say goodbye and I think that’s still on my mind, and upset because Simon is leaving for Uni. I recall something happening further in the town. Possibly some sort of celebration? Idk, Idk… Anyway, I leave and head up the road away from town and get my phone out to text someone that I’m on my way home, when some dodgy looking guy comes up to me and takes me phone. It was one of the typical dream moments where you have no power to do anything (like run, etc) and I could barely fight to keep my phone.

At this point. I wake up.

Second dream:

I’m in a shop, I believe a video shop (I think that was taken from the fact that a well known video shop in my town closed down recently). Anyway, I’m with three of my friends (Elkin, Peter and Harith ), and we’re looking at videos, and I come across Howl’s Moving Castle and get all excited (because I really want to see it again), and want to buy it, but it was £35!! DVD’s are so NOT that expensive! lol. Anyway, the dream moves on and the shop seems to grow bigger. My friends are no longer there, and the shop looks like it’s selling books now. There is a long queue to the till that I walk past to get to a shelf in the larger back part of the shop which is selling cute Anime/Japanese products. Then I’m talking to my Dad in the queue, then something happens with two ladies (I think my Dad said something he shouldn’t loudly) and I’m arguing with these ladies.

Third dream:

I’m back at that road/junction in my town. It’s dead of night still, but everywhere is shiny like it had been raining. I’m wearing a short denim skirt, a flimsy loose green spagetti strap top and a black short jacket (leather, I guess). So apparently my dream turns into a scene that could have come from Step Up?! These group of guys start dancing in sync towards me and two other girls, and we sort of return the geture with our own moves. It’s sort of weird at first, trying to copy moves that I don’t know, then I invent some killer moves of my own that they copy, and then we’re with the guys walking towards the pub. Next I’m in the pub sitting at a high long table at the end in the corner at an angle. My old friend is there (which was weird) sitting next to me, and I remember checking to see if she was wearing a ring. And, lo and behold, none other and Tom was there (he’s alway popping up). Anyway, he keeps sneaking glances at me and I get all giddy and the dream ends.

Fourth dream:

I’m at school, I think my old primary school, and I walk into a large classroom where the tables a big hexagon shapes. Another of my old friends is sitting at a table with photographs of her travels. I go and sit down at free table, and a teacher comes in, and our lesson for the day is to copy out information from this binder, and we have to work in pairs, and one of my old primary school classmates is the person I have to share with! The table is now the normal rectangle, and I’m disliking the sharing thing, because I was slow and he was impatient and I hated that I had to share. My dream takes a darker turn, where I realise that the information we are copying out is infact details on murders. Something happens and the teacher of the class is taken ill and goes to hospital, then returns, on the hospital trolley with oxygen mask and everything, after nearly dying, but is like at the front of the class!! All of this goes on whilst we still work! WTF.

End dream.

Idk WHERE half of that crap came from, but they were all so VIVID!!

Anyway, last dream was one I had last night. I barely remember much of it, only certain aspects.

Fifth dream:

Most of this was set in a room with a view over the parking lot mentioned earlier (but the parking lot was HUGE). I’m trying to get close to someone, but each time I do they morph into someone else and I shy away, feeling scare/angry/upset that each time I try they change to that person again.

I know the “person” was but, no names, sorry. I’m taking a risk posting this. It’s annoying. I had to voice it. I know, I have mental problems, lol. I’m a broken girl! Leave me alone!

Super freak.

Okay. *breathes*
How do I say this without sounding crazy?

*sigh*

Okay, well, I don’t believe in magic. I don’t believe in mindreading or any nonsense like that. But sometimes I wonder if a persons mind can be… well… more aware of things. I’ve had this streak for the past month or so of always being right about things. I’m constantly turning around to my parents and saying “I told you so” because they do things when I tell them not to. At first I was quite smug that I was guessing things right, but then it started to happen a lot more and it sort of became annoying. Like today, for instance, I was outside and I could feel damp in the air. How do you feel damp without it raining? Well, it wasn’t, at all. I didn’t put Lola out, because something told me that it wasn’t right to do so. I came inside, get my dinner, and my Dad comes back in from the garden after putting Lola out saying “why didn’t you put her out??” and when I told him there was damp in the air, he laughed. Five minutes later, there’s a thunderstorm and it’s pouring with rain, and my Dad’s outside frantically trying to bring her in. When I wake up in the mornings I get instinctive feelings about what kind of day its going to be, just but that one feeling I get when I wake up. Once, I woke up and my first thought was “something isn’t right”, only to be in the middle of getting my breakfast, when my Mum comes in, talks to my Dad, and starts crying as she’s upset about my Nan. That happened a while ago, but I shuddered to think that something inside me could tell that something was wrong.

Now, I know I sound crazy already, but I get this a lot, and nearly everytime I’m right. What is it, if not being “tuned” more acutely than others? I’m starting to scare myself :S

Oh really now, that’s just unfair.

Isn’t it annoying when books and films give you unrealistic expectations of men?

*sniffs*

-_-”

Holiday Blues.

A quick dream update from me. No dream dictionary break down though.

Two dreams this time.

Scene: Dream one is me with my oldest brother. Dream two is me and my Mum.

Location: Hard to describe the location of my first dream. It’s inside, but where I don’t know. My second dream is in a town, specifically in three locations, a river boat, a road that is used for various bus stops and a market stood.

Plot: My first dream was brief. I’m inside and my brother is “upstairs”. He is ill, as the night before he went out and got extremely drunk. I hadn’t seen him, yet, but he comes into the room and I have the fright of my life as his whole face is a deep ugly blue, as though the skin has just died.

My second dream is with my Mum, and we are at first on a river boat. I believe we are on holiday in some town. Anyway, we leave the river boat and are walking along this road that is used for various bus stops. Next thing I know we have just left a building, and my Mum says “there you go, you’ve got a job now” and the job is in Halfords! I tell my Mum “I hope I can get a transfer” as I don’t live in the town (I know, it’s weird, seeing as I’m on holiday). Next we are walking towards this market and there is this stall that is selling an assortment of corset of satin set out in rainbow colours. They are dark colours, and I try on a red one with black lace detail. Next thing I know, the woman at the stall is making adjustments and the corset then becomes a really pretty red evening gown. I turn to my Mum and tell her how pretty it looks, hoping that she’ll buy it for me, but know she will turn me down because it is so expensive.

I get where a few things come from. I’ve had dreams in the past about alcohol having an adverse effect on people, and I think it’s my mind trying to justify that no good will come from over drinking. Halfords is because my brother once worked there and I need a job but can’t find one at home, and I’ve always wanted a corset.