Bombs and Backpacking

Shayna - friend at SC
Skylar - friend at SC
Robert - used to be my boss at the teen center
Megan - used to be my manager at the teen center

I was on the backpacking trip with everyone. For some reason we were all in Shayna's house waiting to leave. Skylar was following me around and I really wanted him to leave me alone. I wanted to enjoy the trip for what it was, and I didn't want Skylar to think I was going to sleep with him.
I was at the teen center but somehow I knew I was going to get fired that day. I went around to all the kids I knew, hugging them and saying goodbye. I just tried to have a good time and enjoy the day like it was any other work day. I saw Megan through the window. She was standing on stilts and spying on me to see if I was doing anything wrong. I was in a locker room with her later and I told her that I saw her and that I was really mad at her for doing that.
I broke into the teen center at night and blew it up. After I did it I immediately regretted it because I knew they would figure out that it was me. Robert called me in to have a meeting. I walked off and hitch-hiked somewhere thinking there was no life for me here anymore.

"In Retrospect": I'm going on a backpacking trip this weekend, and I got fired from the teen center (it's a long story, but basically I got screwed over by my boss, who's a douche-bag).

Back to Work

Night of: January 27
People Involved: Chris Church, Rachel Thompson, Jerome Kahn (VP)

I was working at Hot Topic again. I received an email about an allocation, and replied to it. For some reason, Chris and Rachel didn't think this was a great idea. Jerome came up to my desk, and I figured this was not good. But instead of talking about the email reply, he said that the company has decided to carry beverages, and wanted to see when I could lead a meeting about it. He said that he was sorry it was my first day back and things were already crazy.
I opened up Outlook's calendar, and a bunch of days were highlighted, instead of just the current day. I noticed that the first day highlighted was Tuesday. At first, I wanted to schedule the meeting the following week, but Jerome hinted that it needs to be soon, so I figured I could schedule the meeting on Thursday. Before I could say that, he said, "We could do it Saturday..."
I wondered what that meant. He added, "It's showing today as Sunday."
I looked at the calendar, totally confused. I tried to change the date to Tuesday, but I couldn't figure it out. I woke up while clicking a dropdown menu and searching for an option to change the current date.

Friends Being Unfriendly, Except for the Frisbee Part

Night of: January 26
People Involved: Eric T., Chris P., Kenley, Rachel T., Chris M. (childhood friend of Chris P.'s and mine)

I was at a park with Eric and a bunch of other friends and we were tossing a frisbee around.
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I was at my old house with Chris and Kenley. Chris kept asking to see me naked. Him and Kenley were completely naked, and I was covering up. Chris tried to move my hand away, but I didn't want to.
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There were red fruit juice cups in a box in the fridge, unopened. Someone opened them up and drank a couple. Chris P. and Rachel weren't happy about this--not because someone drank them, but because the box was opened, and according to them, the fruit juice would spoil faster.
Chris M. and I tried to explain that opening the box wouldn't make the fruit juice spoil--each fruit juice is sealed individually. After hearing this Chris P. said that the box opened up would require more space in the fridge. Chris M. and I argued that opening up a box doesn't make the contents take up more space. Chris P. didn't believe us though, so Chris M. drew it on a white board.
After that, he drew a graph with the x-axis as Time and the y-axis as something like "Chris' ability to argue." The graph looked like the upper portion of a sideways parabola.

In Retrospect: These were late and not transcribed.

Leaks, Fire & Privacy, Bowling Bullies, and the Grocery Store

Night of: January 25
People Involved: Kyle, Tracy (ex), Brian, Carley, Parker (drummer from Up For Grabs--who we played with a few times, guitarist for Tucker--who we played with a few times and called our "brother band" for a while, and now the keyboardist for the popular band: Say Anything), Chris, Shalane Spence (friend I met when I met Brian), Davey Guy (kid from high school), ??? (guy at OCTFCU bank)

Dream 4 - Leaks

It was raining and there were leaks all over the apartment. I saw that Kyle had already put buckets and cups down, but they were completely full. I tried to empty one of the buckets into the sink, but Kyle had a ton of buckets in there, and was covering the drain because apparently the sink leaked, too. I wondered why Kyle didn't tell me about the leaks before; we could've had them fixed.
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Dream 3 - Fire and Privacy

I was in New York and thought I saw Tracy walking with some people. I thought about stopping by her place and leaving a note.
Brian and Carley were now there and we were all talking outside. I started playing with a lighter, and this turned into all of us trying to light things on fire. I saw Parker walk by as Brian was trying to light a tree's leaves. Parker acknowledged me, saying, "Justin" and I replied, "Parker," giving him the nod. He saw what Brian was doing and told us we shouldn't do that... so we stopped.
Kyle showed up and told Brian and Carley about how I was excited about having a date. I was confused by this, as I had no idea what he was talking about, but he kept going on about it. Brian kept asking, "With who?" and not getting an answer, while I persistently asked what he was talking about.
I was now in my room at my old house. I could hear someone peeing, and it was either Brian or Carley. I then came to the conclusion that everyone must hear me pee when I go to the bathroom, because it was quite loud.
This turned into me on the toilet, except the toilet was in my room. Brian and Carley were with me, but behind me, and not really watching. I just kinda sat there... then Carley walked into the next room. Brian started following, and this was a relief because I was completely naked on the toilet. As Brian was walking in to the next room, Carley appeared with a green bathrobe about to come off. She looked at Brian and said something along the lines of, "A little privacy?" So Brian came back in my room as I farted.
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Dream 1 - Bowling Bullies

I was at a bowling alley. I remember throwing one ball and missing the head pin completely, yet I knocked 9 pins down. I was playing against a few people, and everyone kept resetting the pins as another person was bowling, but luckily no one hit the ball rack.

In Retrospect: In the middle of the night, I wrote down a key phrase to this dream: "My brother Sam is dead." I don't remember why this was in the dream, but I remember someone listing a bunch of things, and this was one of them.
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Dream 2 - the Grocery Store

I was in a place that looked like a hotel ballroom, but it turned into a grocery store. I was with Chris, Kyle, and an older man that I had never met. Apparently it was some sort of "meet a stranger" program, but Chris and Kyle got paired up, and I got paired up with the guy I didn't know. I tried to think of something to do with him, so I figured we could make french fries or something. I got a potato and started peeling it, but I did a really bad job.
The man said, "You really don't know how to peel a potato."
"Yeah, I suck," I replied. But I thought this was good for me because I was learning new things and in a new situation.
He asked me, "How's business?"
I figured he didn't know about the stuff I was working on and said, "Well, I was working at Hot Topic. Do you know what that is?" Before he could answer, I added, "It's a mall-based retailer."
He asked, "Oh... they have Nirvana shirts, and ----?" (He said something else, but I don't know what)
"Yeah," I answered. I then saw the image of the famous yellow and black Nirvana shirt (circle smiley face with x's for eyes and tongue out).
"I've been there. I was thinking about jacking some stuff for my kid."
"Haha... I don't care. They're a rip off, anyway. Like $24 a shirt--a shirt like this." I grabbed the shirt I was wearing. "A t-shirt! Long-sleeve would be like $40."
The man got on his cell phone, and while in the middle of a conversation, he asked me, "What are you doing after this?"
I replied, "I don't know."
He said, "We're smoking in the parking lot."
This didn't sound like any fun. I didn't know if he was talking about marijuana or cigarettes, but in either case, I wasn't interested. I then saw some girls walking around and talking about hanging out, and one fat girl kept following us. One girl said that Brad Bobinski was working tomorrow.
The man pushed me into a girl, who I recognized as Shalane. She told me, "You look like you could be that guy's dad," and pointed to a kid sitting down next to Davey Guy. Someone else had already told me that I looked like this kid. He must've been at least 21 years old (he was familiar to me, and I now know who he was--a kid that works at the bank I go to... and he looks nothing like me. He's white). I took Shalane's comment as a compliment because the kid is a good looking guy, and I didn't realize in the dream that she was implying that I am old.
The kid was now gone and Davey took his place. He agreed that we look alike and said, "We should interview each other! We'll just sit around and go like this: [he showed his buck teeth]." I mimicked him, laughing. Now the kid was back again, and I noticed we were all wearing beige Dickies pants and Converse shoes... but Davey and the kid we wearing white long-sleeve collared shirts, too, so they looked even more similar. I told them we should take a picture together, since we all look alike (in reality, none of us look alike), but I just needed to find a long-sleeve collared shirt. Then I woke up.

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In Retrospect: Most of these were written in the middle of the night. I read that the best recall happens through writing (preferably with eyes closed) right when you wake up from a dream. People have tried tape recorders, but supposedly making yourself talk actually hurts your recall. And whenever you wake up on your own, as opposed to waking up by alarm clock, etc., you are coming out of a dream, and in this moment you have the best dream recall. I wrote most of it with my eyes open, as I don't have the skill to write with my eyes closed. A couple of things were remembered later (The whole dream about leaks and the part about Tracy).
The transcribing process, according to what I've read, is critical to the dream recording process. I can see why--I find that it's so easy to analyze as I'm rewriting it.

Plane Crash

Night of: January 24
People Involved: ?

I was on a plane, and all of a sudden it started diving at the ground. I was standing, and everyone was freaking out. Somehow I lived, and didn't bother thinking about how that was completely impossible.

Underwater Cinema

I was in a room somewhere with Justin and Brian. We decided to play a game, and apparently I didn't want to play that one because I asked if they had any other games. Justin opened up a cupboard full of tons of different board games. As I was trying to look at them Brian sat right in front of me so I couldn't see anything. I got the distinct feeling he was doing it on purpose. Somewhere in my periphery a woman asked us if we would like to try using her underwater camera. I immediatley said yes, and then Justin and Brian also said yes.
I was in the same room the three of us had been in before, but now it was completely filled with water as if it had been dropped into the ocean. There was a faint green light cast around the room. I paddled around and the camera had a propeller on it that pushed us along. It was really fun and I had a lot of mobility. It was Justin's turn to try next. I sat cross-legged at the bottom of the room as he tried out the camera. For some reason we could talk and breathe normally even though we were underwater. Justin said something about how it was easier to film near the top of the water, and I said I had noticed the same thing. He swam down to wear I was sitting and pointed the camera toward me. I smiled and we talked while he swam around my face, filming it from different angles.
I was in my bed sleeping when Theo and Nina came into my room. I started to wake up and I could hear them talking about me. I tried to open my eyes or speak but I couldn't, all I could manage was to moan or whine. They both laughed at me because they figured I must be dreaming or something. I had to try with all my effort to wrench my eyes and mouth open, and I flung my body so I would be sitting upright in bed. The effort wolk me up.
I was had stolen a motorcycle and was driving around with it. I answered my cell phone while I was driving, and sat on the handlebars of the motorcycles. As I was riding around like that I went by a cop, and promptly got off the bike because I thought we would give me a ticket for driving like that. He was busy with another car.
My mom showed up at my house dressed in West-African garb. She had brought a bunch of woman and my sisters with her. She told me all about her amazing adventures with these people, whom she had met in Alaska, and said she was going to Africa with them and that I should come. I was trying to cook dinner while all this was going on, and it was very difficult to keep track of what I was doing, and Andrey kept putting his dinner with mine. I told my mom that I had always wanted to go to Africa, but this was really catching me off-guard. Phil showed up with his parents. They walked into the kitchen singing happy birthday to my mom, and gave her a gift, (which was one of those menus from a service that picks up food for you from any restuarant and brings it to your house). My mom was so flattered and amazed by this that she started to cry and hug them. I was tottaly wierded out by all this. I said hello to Phil and asked how things were going at the Teen Center. We went into another room I didn't recognize, it had a pool table and a ping pong table. Me, Phil, and some other guy sat in there for a while drinking beer and talking.
My dad had bought one of those pools that has a constant stream of water coming out of one end so you can do lap swimming in a really small area. I was swimming naked in it, and trying to grab onto the wall that has the water coming out of it, just for the hell of it. My dad and one of my sisters came outside and said they were going to swim in the pool. I got out and put a towel on as fast as I could and went upstairs to put a bathing suit on. I had nipple piercings, and I wanted to put earrings in them. When I looked down at my boobs I noticed there was a metal thing on each one, that covered my boobs almost completely. I tried to put the earings on those, but it didn't look good. I started to put my bathing suit on.
When I went back outside there was a woman who was running away from her husband. I tried to help her, and the cops came. It turned out that the woman's husband was gay, and when he showed up he started kissing the guy he was in love with. For some reason this made me really happy because now I could be with his wife.

MFB/Racing

Night of: January 22
People Involved: my brother, Phil Allen, Kyle Hart

I was running, racing my brother. He started asking questions about Phil, and I started not caring about winning. While running, I said that Phil was majoring in Business/Marketing and Recording/Producing (not true). He also brought up my business and getting money from other countries. I thought about bringing up other ideas I have, but didn't.
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A friend wanted to make money, and help My Favorite Band (the band) out, so he offered to buy a whole case of MFB cds for $5 a piece and sell them for more. I thought it was a great deal for the band, but I felt sorry for him, 'cause I figured he wouldn't be able to sell them. Kyle was there, but I don't remember how he was involved. The friend was now making new cds for us, by compiling ten of our unreleased songs together. I was afraid he wouldn't know what he's doing and put a song on that we had already released... but he did fine. One of the songs was called "10 p.m."
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I was in a game, but don't know the object of it. I was in a Mustang and in line with about 10 others. All of a sudden we were driving and everyone was crashing into each other. I felt like I was the only one trying to keep the car in good shape.

In Retrospect: I find it interesting that often when I write these dreams down and type them up later, and I'm coming up with titles, it all seems to make sense to me. Right now, I feel like I'm racing against time with MFB (and I'm not talking about the band). I've started keeping a notebook and pen in my bed. It takes less motivation to write when I wake up in the middle of the "night."

Interesting People to See

Night of: January 21
People Involved: Jim Carrey, my mom, my brother, Chris Patti, Lauren (ex)

I was in line to see a movie, when I saw Jim Carrey. He started talking to me, and was really nice about everything. When the line got shorter, and I was entering the theater, I wondered if I should sit next to him. I looked to see where he was sitting, but he was gone. I didn't see anyone I knew, so I walked around for a bit. The theater was jam packed and people were raising their hands all over the place to signal their friends. One of the hands in the air belonged to Jim, and he was waving to me. I was happy and walked up to him. He had a baby stroller next to his seat, and it didn't look like there was enough space for me to fit. He squished over and told me to share the seat with him; he said he liked sitting like that. I sat down and was pretty uncomfortable. I ended up sitting on the cup holder, but an usher came up and told me I need to move. She pushed me over into the "kid section." My mom and brother were there, but they didn't have seats open next to them.
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I was hanging out with Chris and some other people. Chris wanted to hang out with some more people, so he asked if Lauren was around. We went to her house, and I was self-conscious because I hadn't seen her in about 3-4 years. She looked the same. Someone brought up her age, and that made me feel even more self-conscious.

Family Fights With a Hint of Jessica Simpson

Night of: January 19
People Involved: my brother, my mom, Jessica Simpson

I was in a huge fighting war with Neal, including bows and arrows and paint balls. It was like a video game: I ran for my life while trying to shoot, and collected life packs around my old house to get my energy back up.
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I was going to drive Phil, Francis, and Chris somewhere. Somebody had called shotgun very early, but Francis took the front seat. I said it wasn't that big of a deal because Phil had done the same thing before. I went inside my house to grab things to take back to my apartment. There were a bunch of papers I needed to bring along with a cereal box and a cereal box full of papers. I wanted to save space, so I tried to fit everything into a ziplock cereal box. While I was trying to do that, my mom kept asking me questions about school credits. The situation made me feel very overwhelmed. My mom offered me accounting software. I said "no" because I knew that if I took it, I'd install it and it'd be the most basic thing ever--for 7 year olds.
This turned into my having a fight with my mom about my wanting to be treated like an adult. I said that if it didn't happen, I'd be willing to live completely on my own, with no support.
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I saw calendar of Jessica Simpson and this somehow turned into sex with her.
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I was in a car with my family, and Neal was afraid to drive up a gigantic hill. I said I would do it, but we went somewhere else, instead. We were at a house with a pool and lots of pigeons. Neal and I fought verbally while in the pool and he said that I have violent tendencies. I said I didn't and scratched him.

Seinfeld, Ball Games, and Sex With an Inanimate Object (Lucid)

Night of: January 18
People Involved: Jerry Seinfeld, my mom, my dad
Special: Quite Lucid, but difficulty changing surroundings

I was watching Jerry Seinfeld perform with people sitting in chairs behind him, who were part of the routine. One guy sitting took a shot. Everyone found that funny. I noticed that it looked like orange juice. Jerry's routine was good, but different--it became sad, and everyone in the audience started crying, even a clown. It made me teary-eyed.
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I was watching some kids play a sort of ball game with four teams: red, blue, green, and slime green. I wondered how the kids knew the difference between green and slime green. I noticed that a dad was coaching his kid's team. His son said "bitch" and mouthed a word that everyone except me thought was "fucking."
This morphed into me playing a ball game at my old house with my mom and dad. I sensed we didn't have a lot of money. My dad wanted us to organize everything, so the game turned into us trying to tape down stuff in a drawer (I don't know, either). My dad basically let me tape down a case for markers, which meant I won the game, and he said he was just happy to see me organizing.
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I was chasing rabbits with someone and caught one. Whoever I was with started choking it with a leash-like thing. I realized that this wasn't real and decided to change my surroundings. In order to do this, I sort of closed my eyes and just thought I'd be somewhere else--the first thing I thought of was a basketball court, and sure enough, I was at one. I played, and still recognized that I was dreaming, so I was able to slam dunk. I then thought, "What am I doing?? I should be having sex or flying... or BOTH!!" I tried my hardest to start with sex, by using the same technique of closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was humping the basketball pole. I tried to turn it into a girl, but this woke me up.

Hanging Out With Friends?

Night of: January 17
People Involved: Eric Talevich (friend), Chris Patti, Tracy Steel (ex), Kyle Hart

I was learning to play a card game called "Sociopathic Killer" with some friends. Eric was the only one who knew how to play. The game turned into something like hide and seek.

In Retrospect: Half asleep, I wrote things I remembered about the card game, but looking at it now, it makes no sense: "A-I = 1" "T-R-A-V = own set"
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I was with Chris and he was saying that I was implying that guys should always break up with girls. I argued that I didn't imply that at all, and became very upset. I slapped him, and brought up how Tracy broke up with me.
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I was at some sort of olympic-like event, but for normal people. There was a pushing contest, and I helped Chris' side, which won every time. After the games, I met two girls, Ashley and Fade. I had trouble remembering their names, which I thought wasn't like me. Fade told me that she didn't like the way I talked about Ashley.
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I was on a foam-padded playground with Kyle.

Violence

Night of: January 16
People Involved: John M. (elementary school), my mom, my brother

I was at a party, and there was a fight circle outside. I came out, and saw that there was one guy who could knock anyone out with one punch--it was John. He started coming after me, and I backed away, saying that I'm probably the worst fighter. He pointed to some other kid, and said I have to fight him, and that he has never won a fight... so I fought. The kid swung awkwardly and was able to block his punches for the most part. I punched back, lightly at first, but then started hitting him really hard in the face. It was strange that my fists didn't hurt at all. After about ten punches to the face, the kid went down.
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I was in Boston, on the Green Monster at Fenway Park. I was on "vacation" with my mom, and when we came back, she said that someone in the family died, so we had to go away again. This made me upset, and I tried to think of excuses to stay.
I was at my old house, and something was going on in the other room--I noticed that there were a bunch of people there, and a few guys killing everyone else off one by one. When I realized this, I ran to my mom and brother, told them that we have to leave, and that I was going to jump out the window. I opened the window, grabbed my bed sheet, tied one end to the bed, and used the other end to drop down to the ground below. It was strange because the ground was only like 4 feet below, despite me being on the second story. I hopped down and ran.

In Retrospect: The punching (especially one-punch knockout) is because I fell asleep earlier watching Snatch. I guess the violence also went through to the second dream.

bowling/drinks, drinks/girls/music, girls/music, music/?

Night of: January 15
People Involved: Kyle, Rachel T. (ex boss), Shanielle H. (ex coworker), Alicia B. (ex coworker), Prince, Chris P., Eric T. (friend), Camellia M. (friend)

I was on a trip with Kyle, Rachel, Shanielle, Alicia, and some other people. I think we were in a hotel room in Hawaii. We decided to drink, and this made Alicia basically the opposite personality--instead of appearing shy and reserved, she wanted to make out with everyone. She started with me, then went to Kyle. Shanielle did the same thing, so the room turned into a make-out/sex party.
In the same Hotel room, Prince walked in, and I noticed the similarity between us. I also noticed the dissimilarities, and when I did, a guy walked in who was similar to Prince in every way that I wasn't... so he was white and had the same facial hair. A couple of more of these guys walked in and practiced singing harmonies together.
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I went bowling with Chris, Kyle, Eric, and possibly someone else. Four huge guys didn't like the way I was dressed and started taunting me. One came really close like he was going to hit me, so I laid flat on the floor. We started bowling, and I was drinking. Two of the four guys came up, and were pretty nerdy looking. They shook my hand and walked away. Instantly, I got really dizzy and realized that they must've put acid in my drink. The world was really blurry, and I tried to tell my friends what happened, but I figured the same thing happened to them. I felt super sick, as I was dizzy, and fell on the floor. I "woke up" still feeling sick and threw up a little. I wondered if I had just drank too much. The four guys were still there and the bowling alley workers were getting mad about the situation.
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I went to a restaurant/bar and saw Kyle sitting with people I had never met. He was sitting on the edge, and as I was approaching, got up and walked away. I sat down at the table anyway, where a couple people recognized me.
We were now walking around, and a girl kept following Kyle everywhere he went. I could tell she was trying to hit on him, and he kept playing it cool. I then found a note in my pocket from Camellia that was written in code. I somehow figured out that she was talking about liking me and My Favorite Band and that if anything, the bass should be louder during guitar solos on the album "Monkey Business."
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I was at home and saw that I hadn't opened a new guitar that I bought. It looked like Phil's Telecaster, but weirder. It was taken apart (like Wii guitars), and I peaked in the box to see if screws were included. I saw a bunch of nails and one screw. I figured that would be enough to put the neck onto the guitar. I touched the strings and they were nylon, which seemed like it would be difficult to play. I played a chord and it had a really metallic sound, which I thought was kinda cool. I played a little more, and realized that I suck at guitar, as I haven't played in months.

Recording Famous People

Night of: January 14
People Involved: Chris Patti, Natalie Portman, my mom, Lindsay Lohan, my brother, Brian Dexter Holland (singer of The Offspring), John Stewart, Stephanie Games (ex co-worker)

I was on a nature hike of some sort with Chris and some other guys. We worked our way up a hill by spiraling around it. I saw a bunch of plants watering themselves heavily, and this was apparently normal. I asked Chris if the water was drinkable and he said no--that's when I realized the water wasn't coming from the plants at all, but sprinklers. As we walked around, the water kept spraying in my mouth, and since it wasn't safe to drink, I kept spitting it out.
The next thing I know, Natalie Portman is there and I decided I'd try to throw her in the mud created by the water from the sprinklers... and videotape it all. I didn't have a video camera, but I was holding floppy disks, which would obviously be sufficient (note sarcasm)--so I started numbering the disks so that I'd be able to play back the event in the correct order. As I was doing this, I told her my plan to throw her in the mud and she playfully laughed, "Are you serious?" When I wrote "6" on the sixth disk, I figured it was enough and started chasing her.
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I had braces and an appointment with the orthodontist at 10 a.m. I was told that a package would arrive, and I should open it before the appointment, so when my mom told me where it was, I opened it. Inside were clay models of my face with my mouth open and braces on my teeth. I was supposed to change the teeth to match mine, but I left it as is. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and overheard Lindsay Lohan talking in the next room. She was going to the orthodontist, too, and was late like me. I figured I'd tape the conversation she was having because drugs would probably come up. While trying to record her with a computer, I accidentally submitted the audio files to a site.

In Retrospect: I wrote both of these dreams in a notebook right when waking up. I didn't realize the connection of these dreams before--both are about recording famous people, which I have a perfectly logical explanation for!
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I tried on a pair of sunglasses with orange lenses.
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I was in a bar-like setting with my mom and my brother. My brother and I were wearing leather jackets, and I had won mine on a website. Two guys were staring at us, and I figured it was because they wanted to see if they should order the same prize. When we left the bar, I put my jacket on (I guess it came off somehow) and picked at a pimple on my nose. It bled.
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I was at some sort of city council meeting, where a man was showing how all pollution from house chimneys was sent to one place and released at that location.
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I was either witnessing or watching an Offspring documentary, but I woke up when Brian Dexter Holland (singer) was explaining how the band got their first international tour. I heard "Gotta Get Away" being played.

In Retrospect: Hmm... a famous person involved with a media format--in this case, documentary.
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I was in a law school or something with a large role to fill--I needed to supply notes to everyone, including higher-ups such as John Stewart. John was on a high stage, trying to work robotic stairs so that he could get down.
I found some papers rolled up and discovered that they were notes that I needed. They were written by Stephanie and had a cover with a Simpsons sticker on the front. I figured Stephanie planted the sticker there to insinuate that I am really good at taking notes.

In Retrospect: John Stewart + notes = another way of recording? I'm freaking myself out. Dee vee dee ees!
I realized through this that it totally helps to see the dreams in new light if read all together, a long time after the dream has taken place. I don't think I've ever come to this conclusion, as I rarely go back to read my dreams. I should do it more often.
There are so many dreams because I woke up many times and had the motivation to write them down in a journal next to my bed.

A Bar, The Prom, and Hogwarts

John - mom's boyfriend
Katherine Leslie - girl from highschool
Brian - kid who used to go to teen center

I was with my family (mom, sam, mattie, john) and some other random people. We were all in a car together going somewhere. We pulled up next to another car that had a couple of hot girls in it. One of the guys we were with, who was some sleeze ball with silver aviator sunglasses, a sport jacket, shoulder length hair and a moustache; offered one of the girls 2000 dollars if she would show us her boobs. The girl happily accepted, and lifted up her shirt. We all cheered, and drove on. We got to our destination, a random bar, and went inside. I knew I wasn't supposed to be in there because I'm underage, but when we sat down at our table there were already 15 or so cups of beer at it, so I just drank those. We were all hanging around having a good time, and john asked me if I wanted to go see where the "hotties" were. I said sure, and followed him outside. We came to a patio where a ton of teenage girls were hanging around. They were all really good looking, but I was wondering why the hell john is interested in girls this young. One of them had some plastic silver stars that she was trying to place in a plate of water, but the plate was set on top of some playground equipment, so she couldn't see or reach the top. I could, so I took the stars from her and placed them in a plate. She thanked me.
I somehow ended up in a pool with one of these girls and we were having sex.
I was going to prom. I had a really nice white dress with green beads and stuff on it, and someone had done my hair and put makeup on me. I got there with a few girls who I knew in high school. When I walked in the door I was greeted by Katherine Leslie. I said hello to her and we made small talk. Mrs. Brand walked up to me and told me how amazing I look, and went on into a dramatic rant about it. I escaped and walked over to what was somehow my dad's living room. A bunch of kids from the teen center were sitting in it watching tv. I sat down, and all the guys stared at me. I pretended not to notice, but I was sitting right next to Brian who was staring with his mouth hanging open and it was really distrating, so I told him he looked nice.
I was with Brian and we were walking toward some mountains covered in trees. Signs had been hung all over the place that said stuff like "save our forest" and "say no to logging". I wanted to walk over there are see what was out there, and somehow help the cause, but Brian held me back. I got really mad at him because I didn't understand why he didn't want to go out there. I argued with him for a while, but there was really nothing I could do since he was capable from physically keeping me from going out there, so we started to walk back. As we were crossing the street to go back where we came from, I kicked some rocks around because I was pissed. One of them bounced up and hit a parked car, leaving a dent. The sun was setting, and a bunch of teachers were out walking around the arboretum, among them was Professor McGonogal. Brian said we were going to be in trouble now, but I told him not to worry about it and we would just walk around and get inside another way. He said there is no other way in, and I realized he was right. I decided we should try anyway, and we hopped some fences into an area I had never been in before. We were moving very fast, Brian in front of me. As Brian was hopping one of the fences, I noticed there was an open door in it so he could have just walked through. We got separated, and I came to an area that was just a maze of slides. I climbed up some, and went through a door leading to a very sterile-looking office building, which was the Ministry of Magic. I just kept running up all different kinds of slides and through different doors, hoping I would get to a place I recognized. Some walls started closing in around me, and apparently the staff of the school knew I was there. I went through an area with some sort of magical demonstration going on. A bunch of girls in USC cheerleading uniforms were seated at a long table having a tea party. At this point I was Hermione, and I started climbing up a slide but it got to steep. I sat and waited in it, trying to remain out of sight. I heard someone whispering my name, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from, and I was too afraid to look out from the slide. At first it sounded like Brian, but then I couldn't tell, and wondered if it was someone trying to trick me. I tried to think of some way I could escape out of here, but I figured that I probably wouldn't be able to do magic in here. I was so scared that I forced it to happen anyway, realized it was a dream, and said "levicorpus". I started to rise up out of the slide toward the open air.