I once had a dream I was running through some really surreal house. I turned it in to an English eassy because I couldn't think of anything else.

^ I turned a dream into an English essay once, but my English teacher asked whether I was on drugs or Robert Louis Stevenson in disguise.

My dream the other night was fairly traumatizing. In the dream I'd fallen asleep cuddled up next the boyfriend and woke up being cuddled like a teddy-bear by a naked ex. He pulled me over so I was on my back and he grabbed my face and looked me in the eyes and hissed how I was his, and I argued back that he was the one who claimed we weren't in a relationship he answered back 'doesn't matter'. I can't remember what happened after that but I remember struggling, running and wanting desperately to wake up and I did. =\

God i felt so filthy waking up and having to face the boyfriend the next day. I had to keep reminding myself it was a dream and that the ex is on the other side of the country until Christmas. >.

-- Edited by ChynaRoze on Tuesday 1st of September 2009 12:11:45 AM

I dreamt I was back at my old school and The Jedi was there in his work gear, but he wasn't wearing a tie and his shirt was slightly unbuttoned. He was a bit bruised and looked like he'd been in a fight. He also looked dead smug about it- most unlike him. I assumed he'd been playing rugby. He came over and unbuttoned his shirt further. (I'm thinking yayyyy it's one of THOSE dreams!) Actually he just wanted to show me his nipple, or rather the massive square plaster covering his nipple. I was all "Oh my goodness, how did you do THAT?!" (while casually stroking the afflicted area ;)) Then he said something incomprehensible. So I never found out what happened to his nipple. But I think it was something to do with his wife.
:(
Thanks brain!

^Whatever you were on, I'll have two of them.

^ Are you kidding?! Total let down of a dream!

I had a dream about being chased by sweets.....the hard-bioled ones were the scariest.

Last night or the night before I had a dream that I was making out with my friend Freya but I can't totally remember it, she told me to join this site so she'll probs read it haha.

I had a dream I was with my boyfriend and he was showing a tattoo artist the design he wanted to get.
Except the tattoo artist was my biology teacher.
And we were all sitting on a rusty trampoline.
And our friend was with us and chucked black current juice all over her top.

We left and dumped our friend. I was really sad when I woke up cause I was enjoying my *imaginary* time with him. I MISS HIM!

The other night I had a dream that a guy from Facebook (who I codename FAK) was stalking me around town. He got out of the car wearing the exact same outfit I'd had on when going out for a curry a week ago. Then he chased me and my friends, throwing bowling balls at us!

Yeah, that guy comments on everything you do on FB. He could be a crazy cross dressing bowling stalker in real life :O

Although by noticing that, it could prove that in fact, I am your stalker... :P

You are my lovely, friendly stalker whom I don't mind in the slightest :)

But FAK's starting to worry me a little. He's nice enough when talking, but I always wonder about him... it doens't help I was paranoid when he signed off Facebook calling me 'TC' the other day. I thought he was referring to my school nickname, Troubled Child, and was practically bricking it that he somehow knew me. Then I found out TC meant Take Care and felt a bit ridiculous XD

Well, my latest dream was having sex in a locker room. Then I woke up at 5, completely freezing with no covers and very horny from my dream.

In my latest dream I was a chap and I had lunch with Sebastian Flyte from Brideshead Revisited. Lunch with one of my favourite literary characters = pure bliss. :D


-- Edited by Spiggy on Wednesday 23rd of September 2009 06:43:38 PM

Lady Misery wrote:

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You are my lovely, friendly stalker whom I don't mind in the slightest :)

But FAK's starting to worry me a little. He's nice enough when talking, but I always wonder about him... it doens't help I was paranoid when he signed off Facebook calling me 'TC' the other day. I thought he was referring to my school nickname, Troubled Child, and was practically bricking it that he somehow knew me. Then I found out TC meant Take Care and felt a bit ridiculous XD

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Well he seems a alot older. If he does start to freak you out you can always block him simply by clicking a button. Also you can put him in a separate friends list and then you can appear offline or online to just him if you wish...I think. Then you can choose when you want to speak to him.

STRANGER DANGER!!

 

I had the most amazing dream last night, it was bliss! It was like a clip-show of moments between me and Lewis that haven't happened. It was the kind of dream that's scary because you can feel it physically. But one part I remember really well is him commenting on my make-up, saying that it makes me look pretty and unique before wrapping his arms me to kiss me infront of his mates and my step-family, who didn't even blink an eye. Another moment was him hugging me, moving my hair away from my neck and kissing my shoulders and neck....things that have never happened and will possibly never happen. But it was lovely. It was tender and sexy..I woke up feeling all fuzzy and happy.

I had a horrible dream.
I'd been writing an essay on the Holocaust and researching gonocide all day, then my flatmates came back at about 3.00am with two random guys and I got up to see everyone, and I thought the two guys were going to deck one of our other friends, so I wouldn't leave until the guys did, I ended up practically kicking them out. Then R.E.M. came on my Ipod and I lay in bed and cried because I missed the Jedi, he'd been on my mind because he was on the trip to Auschwitz I'd been remembering earlier.

So I eventually went to sleep and dreamt that me and the Jedi and a bunch of people I didn't know went on another trip similar to the Poland one, where we went to the site of some terrible tragedy, a lot of thh dream was this really odd journey on foot to get there, going over fences etc. Then we got to this clearing and I don't remember the specifics but I started crying and I was just clinging to him and bawling my eyes out.
I woke up really upset. I hate this.

my friend had a toilet in her room, and i pooed in it.

^Haha! I almost wish I'd dreamt that instead!

HAHAHAHAHA I have to admit, I hadn't read your post when I posted, but having now read the two in their perfect but surreal juxtaposition, I am red in the face with shame and hysterical laughter. :) Ah, life's little moments.

Iv had a couple of wacked dreams in the last couple of nights.

The first dream: For some reason I wanted to commit suicide so I started taking all these packets of painkillers and my mum and dad just sat there and watched. I know they werent happy about it but they wanted to support me through. I started vomiting up the really thick red blood and my tummy really hurt. It was then I decided I didnt want to die. So we tried to get to the hospital but we had to run and stuff because we didnt have a car. It was fucking scary. The next thing I know it was the next day and I told my self you tried to commit suicide. Then I woke up.

The second dream: A group of my school friends and I went to the royal show (carnival) and we where looking at the $800 Emily Strange show bag I wanted it but I didnt have enough. So we walked in to this big tent and somehow ended up in the city in a big pub. So we all started ordering drinks and stuff when I noticed Gothgirl was there. I went over and started talking to her and stuff and she came and sat with us out in the beer garden. I finished my drink and went back in side. For some unknown reason I started flirting with 40 year old guy(I have seen him in real life at a older friends party). It was harmless I didnt expect anything to come out of it. I was carrying my drink back when I noticed he was following me. I acted normal I just walked down the stairs to get to the beer garden. I gained a little pace as I walked around the corner I quickly told everyone what was happening and I went up another flight of stairs. I could hear him yelling at my friends WHERE IS SHE! they didnt answer I heard him start to follow me again. I sculled my drink and made my way for the door. I headed for the pub down the road where I saw a old friend. We went into the other pub had a few drinks and then I left I just walked around the streets. When I saw my old friend again I became quite horny lol. Me and her did a little for play but that was it. Then yuki turned up drinking a frozen coke luckily she hadnt seen what we where doing. After this my dream gets hazy but I think I slept with the guy who was following me.

Can anyone make anything of my dreams?

I keep having dreams where I'm in varying stages of pregnanacy. I've had about 5 of these dreams in the last month, it's very odd.

I've heard pregnanacy dreams symbolise new beginnings and growth/ change, but nothing's changing in my life at the minute!

I hope it's not a warning....... !

I had an amaaaziinngg dream the other night that was not only historically accurate for the most part, but amazingly enjoyable. =D We have been studying composers in my Music Appreciation class and we had started Beethoven.

Anyways, I had gone back in time to when Beethoven was around his early 20s or so and was young and attractive, I had initially befriended him after schooling some prissy miss on flute. Eventually over the period of a few months, I had explained all modern music including rap, which he was thoroughly confused by. He kept me from being discovered as being from the future and I kept him from dunking his head in freezing water to stay awake and other unhealthy behaviors.

Then it was one night I went to visit and he was angry about his lessons with Hayden and raving about how he was considering another teacher and how he had come to Vienna to study with great musicians and not washed up has beens while sulking with his piano.

Eventually he just stopped talking and started playing moodily while I came up from behind and began rubbing his back and shoulders trying to calm him down. Somehow we ended up on the bed and had the most mindblowing passionate sex while the moonlight sonata was playing in the background for some reason. After as we were falling asleep, we talked about how things were in the future. He then said he'd wanted to ask for awhile, but was afraid to. Then he asked how his story ended. I told him I couldn't tell him that and it would ruin it. He sighed and agreed before completely giving in to sleep. But before he fell completely asleep, I heard him mutter "Damn ringing in my ears...coming and going...."

Then I woke up. I think it may have well been the best dream I've EVER had. =]

-- Edited by ChynaRoze on Thursday 29th of October 2009 04:52:15 AM

Last night I had the weirdest bejubus dream ever.

First off I was in one of SAW's trap that was like a corset, but knives were slowly poking through it in to me. I had to dive in to a ball pit and find Emilie Autumn's Violin. Once I did that the corset just feel off. I then ran away.
Then I found myself at my fathers home. Only he wasn't there. But Lollypop's boyfriend was and I was going out with him. And we were eating cake. We then went running around the garden. He pounched on my and the garden fell throw and we were on a cake like island
On the island were lots of little platforms with cute little animals gaurding them.
We had to stand on the platforms without getting killed by the animals. We did so. Eventually all the platforms were lit up. Then a big bunny came out of the island. Andy fell in the ocean.
I then woke up.

Such a weird dream. I feel like I betrayed Lollypop!

This was so damn intricate.
Old Paris, i'm an escaped slave. I"m walking around town not a care to be had. There's singing in the background and a black woman in a loud lavender dress reveals herself from behind a parasol. I don't think she's dream me, I don't think I know her, but we're both happy for each other.
Jump to a workshop made entirely of stained wood, where some crazy rich white guy is accosting one of my new friends, a big, but friendly guy who is also, black. He walks down the steps to his car, like an old old luxury car,(What year is this dream taking placeanyway?!). He turns makes a crazy gesture with his hands and says he's gonna have my new friend arrested. I argue, "He didn't do anything, why are you doing this?!"
I know why though. It's because he's black and that white guy is probably intimidated by him some.
Jump to me and a friendly white boy running through a field, cotton or corn i'm not too sure, from said rich white guy.
Jump to me ,looking at my reflection in a mirror in a dimly lighted bathroom. I lift the side of my filthy tattered dress, and catch a peak of my garter belt. Maybe I wasthe woman in the lavender dress after all. But if I was, that dress is gone and replaced with this travesty. I sure do look the part of escapee slave now.
That's all folks. There isn't anymore.
Apparently, this dream means i'm giving people too much power over me. Or that i 'm a slave to something in my life. Makes me wonder.

-- Edited by apple juliet sherry on Friday 13th of November 2009 01:15:06 AM

I opened my back door to hand clothes out and a car crashed into my house (weird cos a car can't get into the garden) and out stepped some guy. And he shot me in the neck and I knew he was going to shoot my sister in the next room but I was in shock, but no pain and then I was dying. The world went silvery and I was oddly content for someone who just got shot, and then I died/woke up.

It was weird, and now I keep thinking if I ever get shot that's how it will feel. Wow, that sounds depressing.

I DREAMT THAT GLITTEREYES WAS WEARING GOLD TIGHTS AND LIVED IN A TIN CARAVAN. His sister was dancing rabid pickle muffin, or whatever her name is. My boyfriend and I had to save glitter eyes from this disgusting looking hag who wanted to circumcise him to sell his foreskin to chinese medicine experts.

^ Well now, what an interesting dream!

Tops the bizarre nature of my dreams that one does Candiclaus.

Last night I dreamt that I went to find out who my dad was (I don't know him) and I got to his house and he was dead