Dream Journal

This is my journal of my dreams. I got this amazing idea from www.dreamviews.com and you should check it out. Feel free to comment, everybody dreams weird things sometimes, and you only remember the weirdest ones most of the time!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

OK, I'm in some sort of coalmine-like area or something (above ground though) and there's this track. A train goes by on it, and it's being used to transport things around the area. I lose my focus and look at my hands, which have bugs on them and I spend a few minutes freakin' out and trying to get them off but they won't come off.

Switch scenes; I'm in what is in my dream dad's workshop/garage. It's quite a big building, full of shelves of random crap and tools and parts and things, and also it looks like it's being used for storage for his house. I wander around a bit, then hear this noise: something rattling, like it's shaking because it's unstable. I look around a bit more and see this tank in a sink with a valve that looks like a soap dispenser (except said soap dispenser obviously can seal off) and it's rattling back and forth. I go tell dad about the strange noise, and he says not to worry it's just his post (possibly a pressur ecooker). He takes it and, using tongs because it's probably hot, pries it open but the rattling continues. I then tell him about that tank-thing and he starts freakin out. "We need to get out of here now." He runs towards the door, sees the tank aong the way and tries desperately to fix it.. saying "sit!" is the only thing I know he did (he was not in view). He fails, obviously, and we keep running. Through the door, and there's a ramp down to the next floor: I jump down sinc eit zig-zags, landing on the railing and then keep running. We get away and ot's dark and I don't know where I'm going. I reach out my hand and he takes it, and we keep running. I don't know if the thing blew up or not, that's where it ended.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Song Stuck in Head: Piano Man, Billy Joel

I'm going to an theme park! I look down on it, and see some of the rides I know well... and some I made up in my dream, like a water ride: a race-track shaped pool, and you wear a magnet on your chest that oulls you along in the water. I actually watch as an older woman tries it out, with the magnet strapped to her chest - the straps going over her shoulders and around her waist. As she goes around she seems to have a lot of fun, laughing and rolling around in the water as an unseen force pulls her 'round the track.
I see roller coasters and then teleport inside a different water ride, same kind of track except I have to wrestle my way around guard swimmers at each turn. I wrestle with the first one, then for the rest I just dive under them in the water.
After that silliness is done I talk to this guy who's a manager or something for the park. The park has many cats and I see one, and pet him. He's an orange tabby. "There was only two of those kinds of cats in the park" says the man to me, "You mean tabbies?" I ask
"Yes, but now one's passed away. (I forget the name he gave the cat) was a CPR cat"
"He would show you people in trouble?"
"Yes, and one day I was out going to the bus stop and I had this apple, and I guess the cat was sleeping on the other side of a fence. I had chucked the apple and it had hit him - bonk - right upside the head. He wasn't hurt or anything like that, and he woke up and came out to see me."
After that story I notice the multitude of bugs around me; butterflies and caterpillars and little other creepy crawlies. As I walk around I pick some up and then freak myself out and throw them away again. I walk away a bit, and I guess the old man was holding a butterfly because one flew near me and he called out "don't let it get away!" So I tried to catch it. It landed on my hand momentarily but then flew away for good. After that is a montage of possibly myself collecting all these different eggs and other buggy things from the whole place. I (or some other girl?) pick things off walls, in the ground, all over the place. I pick eggs off of the mother, who was keeping them on her back. I pick up a "burrowing" bug and pull it apart from another of itself (possibly it was shedding or had its kid attached to it.) All in all a lot of bug-harvesting. I then try wake up, sorta, and in my dreamlike state fight with myself to try and open my eyes, but to no avail until a bit later when greg comes in to wake me up for real.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Song Stuck in Head: Enya, Amid the Fallen Snow

I am, with my family. My mother and father aren't doing much, and my brother is now 6 or so years old instead of 19. We are in the process of building a new house, on top of a pillar of rock beside a cliff (kinda like a pedestal.. sheer drop surrounding all sides). The house is almost finished, and right now they are making the walkways to get to the house. There's one for my little brother, of rope bridge construction. The one for the adults and me, though, is a singular rope. I ask if we can put up, at least, two other ropes on the side at arm level to balance on.

After nothing happens, I go to talk to a male friend. No idea who he is. He is a scheming little devil, though, because beside my house are lots of railroad tracks. Some of them traverse small areas over the air (possibly in between pillars of rock or because dreams like floating tracks) and one set crosses over another in the air. At that point, he has weakened the tracks and destined two trains to crash and explode at that spot to fall to their doom. I look back at my house being built, and seeing the small space between my house and the track crossing, also see that he's trying to blow up my house. I calmly walk away a bit and then take off running down one of the tracks. I meet up with the train and throw my hands up, telling it to stop. It does, and I warn it of the upcoming danger, asking that the conductor radio the other train that has the same fate and tell it to stop as well. I never get to know whether it happens or not, I wake up.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

I am in a NSYO rehearsal, except I decide to try out bassoon. I put the thing together quite wrongly, eventually I get it right. I try and play the reed and, trying to get it to play with a good wide sound is very difficult because it is so big in my mouth (in the dream, anyway. an actual bassoon reed wouldn't really be able to choke me or anything :P ). I screw around, then try doing fingerings. The bassoon in my dream has clarinet-like fingering system and I start reading music like it's treble clef, then realize op, I should be reading in bass clef. I work out things in my head and basically before I really get to understand exactly what notes on the page mean which notes on my instrument, we change places - sectionals. Right before that I decide when I get home I'm going to schedule a lesson with Ivor to figure this stuff out. I'm with Eileen and I end up borrowing her spare cello. As I do, I really have to go to the bathroom and act awkward until Eileen lets me go "Go - we don't have much time left!" I run first the wrong way down the hall, then run the other way. The bathroom is through a classroom, and the classroom teacher tells the kids to get out so I can go pee. I get on the toilet, whose bowl is SQUARE-SHAPED and I do my thing. I run around again, and end up in the low strings sectional. I'm just getting my cello out of my case (The cellos in my dream are actually big, big guitars... not cellos, lol) ask about how fingerign works on this instrument. The first girl sings a pop song and shows different positions to go with her singing. It was complicated and didn't really make sense.
Then another guy comes up and says "The cellos have an even better song we all know." What's that song? Mambo #5! The different numbers and left/right directions (if there aren't any, I made them upin my dream) in the song go with the hand positions on the cello, and the different strings. All the cellos dance to the music and I kinda watch in awe.
Awesome

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

No Music today

This dream started off as kinda weird, then got scary. Teacher in school (french class..?) has assigned some type of essay, where I hav to explain why Halifax is a lame, horrible city or why my situation in Halifax is lame or horrible. I think of different reasons.. little things, things my fmaily would argue about or something, though I don't remember any of them now. Then, as I'm thinking I'm walking home and it's getting dark. By the time I'm at my house it's really dark, and I see movement across the street. It's a person... and I try and run into my house but the guy follows me in before I can lock the door, so I run up the stairs. I start screaming.. I can't hear it, but my mom says "What's wrong?" Before frekaing out as well because there's a murderer going up the stairs.
After all's said and done, my mom and my dad/brother are dead... and I'm left because I went into hiding.. and my family's dead.. very sad-scary!

Monday, September 07, 2009

Song Stuck in Head: Smetana, Ma Vlast mvmnt 2, "The Moldeau."

I'm not sure exactly what my goal was in this dream, but I was wandering around this forest-jungle like area with some others. I knew there were a lot of spiders around, and didn't want to navigate this one patch of swampy-planty ground but a buddy told me to just jump and I did, and made it through in just a few hops. Still got spiders all over me, though! When we got inside after our walk or whatever it was, I started looking for the spiders to get 'em off. Flicking em, brushing em off.. I stripped to my underwear + bra so I could get 'em all off me. Someone asked me why they didn't bite me. "I'm not aggressive" I replied, explaining that I was gentle, made sure they didn't have time to fight back before they were off me.

Friday, August 21, 2009

This is kinda surreal because some of the time I'm me, and some of the time I'm only playing from the outside.
General theme: warhammer (a game). I am first myself in the game ? and being chased by necrons or something. Once I get to the basement of the house I'm in, it sorta morphs into me playing an RTS computer version except with real miniatures or something... anyway. I get almost wiped out by one army, then they retreat and I try and rebuild my necron base except I don't know how the system works, how to get upgrades or even build new units. I'm clicking randomly then I get my scarabs to go gather resources, and suddenly one of them turns into something that looks like the nightbringer. He was going to help make more scarabs or give me upgrades or something..???

I dunno. It's all kinda fuzzy