Had two dreams the other day that were related.
In the first one, James and I got dropped off at the grocery store by our moms for whatever reason. After we were done shopping (I assume, although we didn't have any bags with us), we went back out to wait for our ride to pick us up. It was cold and snowy and gross out, and I was going to go back and wait in the lobby-ish area, when James noticed that the car we were standing next to was unlocked. He was like, no, look, we can wait in this car. He walked around to the driver's side and got in. I was torn between waiting with him and walking back across the slushy parking lot to the store, and gave in and got in the car with him. Somehow he got it started (with no key and no hot-wiring) and started driving off in it. I yelled at him that he couldn't steal a car, and he was all, 'Amanda, you're no fun.' He turned back around and parked the car in a different parking space from where we found it.
That would seem to be the end of the dream, but given that the second one also took place at the grocery store, I feel like it was more of a prequel dream.
In the second dream, I was wandering around the grocery store (which I'm just assuming is Weggies, since it's kind of the best grocery store) with Sheree and Jake. We came across a whole bunch of other people there. I guess we must have been meeting up just to hang out, but were buying lunch from Weggies and eating it there? Not entirely sure. Anyway, there were a ton of people, including Belinda, Aleeza, James, etc. all sitting together at a table meant for not as many people as were sitting at it, and I'm pretty sure we were all just waiting for our parents to come pick us up.
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Banana Muffins and Buying a House
Last week, I had two dreams. Unfortunately I've waited too long to write them up, so they aren't nearly as detailed as they should be.
In the first dream, I was in some sort of classroom.* I think that the class was going to have some sort of holiday party or something, because people were being assigned food to bring in. Somehow it ended up that James and I were responsible for bringing banana muffins. Now, normally I make them from scratch, but in the dream, they were being made from box-mixes. Also, we each had to make/bring ONLY six. This resulted in a giant argument, because that meant that we'd both have to buy a box, and use half an egg, and why couldn't James come over so we could use one box and make all 12 at the same time? But there's dream-logic for you. Each had to use half a box and toss the extra. Couldn't even make a dozen and keep half for myself.
There was some more stuff that happened after that, but I don't remember it.
Second dream:
I was attending Penn State* and trying to find someplace to live. My aunt and uncle lived like 15-20 minutes away and were thinking of moving, so I was going to buy their house and live there. (IRL, they do not live anywhere near Penn State.) Anyway, they were out of the house (shopping? on vacation?) and I was visiting, just kind of checking it out and seeing what kind of changes (paint) I'd want to make when I moved in. All their stuff was still there. All of a sudden, I hear someone knocking on the door, so I went downstairs, and it was a real estate agent with a couple who wanted to look at the house. I was just like, um, no, go away, I'm buying this house, so you don't need to look at it. But at that moment, a random girl shows up, and said that she could show them around, it'd be no problem! Apparently she was renting a room that I hadn't gotten around to looking in yet, and knew that the house was going to get sold, but she just figured she'd keep renting her room from the new owner. Lots of mis-communication going on. Eventually things got sorted, and I bought the house and the girl kept renting her room. Kind of a boring dream.
Then, earlier this week, I had the following dream, which kind of ruined my day. Just some background info- I've been trying to find a job, and keep getting turned down, and am waiting to hear back from the company that stars in this dream.
I got a call from the hiring manager, saying that they wanted to offer me the job, and could I start on Monday? I of course, accepted the offer, and went to work. The company kind of turned out (in the dream) to be kind of a weird oil-services kind of company. I got a tour of the office area from a girl, and then she took me out to see the other buildings. One that we went to was knee-deep with a really thick mud. The workers in the building were collecting something (water? thats what it kind of looked like) from pipes that came down from the ceiling, and everyone was really muddy. But they were all happy and enjoyed their jobs. Now, the workers were all dressed for this, but I was wearing nice pants and flats... so I'm pretty sure I lost the flats in the mud.
That's really all I remember of that one because I just got pissed when I woke up that I didn't actually have the job. :(
*Why so many dreams about school? I'm graduated!
In the first dream, I was in some sort of classroom.* I think that the class was going to have some sort of holiday party or something, because people were being assigned food to bring in. Somehow it ended up that James and I were responsible for bringing banana muffins. Now, normally I make them from scratch, but in the dream, they were being made from box-mixes. Also, we each had to make/bring ONLY six. This resulted in a giant argument, because that meant that we'd both have to buy a box, and use half an egg, and why couldn't James come over so we could use one box and make all 12 at the same time? But there's dream-logic for you. Each had to use half a box and toss the extra. Couldn't even make a dozen and keep half for myself.
There was some more stuff that happened after that, but I don't remember it.
Second dream:
I was attending Penn State* and trying to find someplace to live. My aunt and uncle lived like 15-20 minutes away and were thinking of moving, so I was going to buy their house and live there. (IRL, they do not live anywhere near Penn State.) Anyway, they were out of the house (shopping? on vacation?) and I was visiting, just kind of checking it out and seeing what kind of changes (paint) I'd want to make when I moved in. All their stuff was still there. All of a sudden, I hear someone knocking on the door, so I went downstairs, and it was a real estate agent with a couple who wanted to look at the house. I was just like, um, no, go away, I'm buying this house, so you don't need to look at it. But at that moment, a random girl shows up, and said that she could show them around, it'd be no problem! Apparently she was renting a room that I hadn't gotten around to looking in yet, and knew that the house was going to get sold, but she just figured she'd keep renting her room from the new owner. Lots of mis-communication going on. Eventually things got sorted, and I bought the house and the girl kept renting her room. Kind of a boring dream.
Then, earlier this week, I had the following dream, which kind of ruined my day. Just some background info- I've been trying to find a job, and keep getting turned down, and am waiting to hear back from the company that stars in this dream.
I got a call from the hiring manager, saying that they wanted to offer me the job, and could I start on Monday? I of course, accepted the offer, and went to work. The company kind of turned out (in the dream) to be kind of a weird oil-services kind of company. I got a tour of the office area from a girl, and then she took me out to see the other buildings. One that we went to was knee-deep with a really thick mud. The workers in the building were collecting something (water? thats what it kind of looked like) from pipes that came down from the ceiling, and everyone was really muddy. But they were all happy and enjoyed their jobs. Now, the workers were all dressed for this, but I was wearing nice pants and flats... so I'm pretty sure I lost the flats in the mud.
That's really all I remember of that one because I just got pissed when I woke up that I didn't actually have the job. :(
*Why so many dreams about school? I'm graduated!
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Weirdest Ice Breaker Ever.
So this dream I guess takes place in high school, since it only had people from high school in it, but we were closer to being the age we are now rather than high school aged.
There was a giant classroom with probably close to 200 people in it. The center of the classroom was basically a giant rectangular pit, about 30' wide by 60' long, and probably 20' deep. The desks were the typical one armed desks everyone had in high school, and were arranged in rows of 4 facing the pit.
The teacher (who I think was that 8th grade social studies teacher we had who locked a class in the classroom one time, don't remember her name) had a bucket with slips of paper with everyone's names on them. Once everyone had them, we were supposed to find our partner. (Now that I'm awake, this seems weird because that would mean that the person whose name you have wouldn't necessarily have your name, but thats how it worked in the dream... or at least, that's how it was supposed to work.)
The name I drew was something like 'Bunni Smith,' I am 100% positive on the first name (and the spelling), and I know the last name was something common. Most of the students knew each other so it was easy to find your partner, but there were some unfamiliar faces. There was one girl a few rows over from me that looked like she might be a Bunni, so I asked her if she was, and she was like, no, I think that she sits over there (on the other side of the pit). But by the time I started heading over to the other side of the room, nearly everyone had found their partner and was sitting down with them. The teacher called the last six of us without partners over to her and paired us up. Not sure who three of the people were, but James, Barry and I were in the group. I ended up getting paired with James.
The point of this whole exercise was to do an ice breaker activity, which is weird when most of the people already know each other. But this was no ordinary ice breaker. At the bottom of the pit was a pool. The pool had all these ball bearings floating on top of it, and somehow a subwoofer was involved. The teacher had us all line up around the edge of the pit and flipped a switch or something. The lights turned off and it got all disco-y and when the subwoofer thumped, the ball bearings would jump and change what shape they were making. The teacher explained that we were to get to know our partners and find out something new & unique about them to share with the class. We would then have to take that fact and somehow incorporate it into a ball bearing performance, which would involve figuring out how to program it to work.
Of course, then everyone started talking about how friggin impossible this would be- not only to program ball bearings to do what you want (while floating on water), but the teacher wasn't supplying us with any information on how this would be accomplished, so we would have to research it individually, and oh, by the way, it's due in a week!
I don't really know what I learned that was new about James, but I think we decided I'd make something about how he likes the Civil War.
That's it!
There was a giant classroom with probably close to 200 people in it. The center of the classroom was basically a giant rectangular pit, about 30' wide by 60' long, and probably 20' deep. The desks were the typical one armed desks everyone had in high school, and were arranged in rows of 4 facing the pit.
The teacher (who I think was that 8th grade social studies teacher we had who locked a class in the classroom one time, don't remember her name) had a bucket with slips of paper with everyone's names on them. Once everyone had them, we were supposed to find our partner. (Now that I'm awake, this seems weird because that would mean that the person whose name you have wouldn't necessarily have your name, but thats how it worked in the dream... or at least, that's how it was supposed to work.)
The name I drew was something like 'Bunni Smith,' I am 100% positive on the first name (and the spelling), and I know the last name was something common. Most of the students knew each other so it was easy to find your partner, but there were some unfamiliar faces. There was one girl a few rows over from me that looked like she might be a Bunni, so I asked her if she was, and she was like, no, I think that she sits over there (on the other side of the pit). But by the time I started heading over to the other side of the room, nearly everyone had found their partner and was sitting down with them. The teacher called the last six of us without partners over to her and paired us up. Not sure who three of the people were, but James, Barry and I were in the group. I ended up getting paired with James.
The point of this whole exercise was to do an ice breaker activity, which is weird when most of the people already know each other. But this was no ordinary ice breaker. At the bottom of the pit was a pool. The pool had all these ball bearings floating on top of it, and somehow a subwoofer was involved. The teacher had us all line up around the edge of the pit and flipped a switch or something. The lights turned off and it got all disco-y and when the subwoofer thumped, the ball bearings would jump and change what shape they were making. The teacher explained that we were to get to know our partners and find out something new & unique about them to share with the class. We would then have to take that fact and somehow incorporate it into a ball bearing performance, which would involve figuring out how to program it to work.
Of course, then everyone started talking about how friggin impossible this would be- not only to program ball bearings to do what you want (while floating on water), but the teacher wasn't supplying us with any information on how this would be accomplished, so we would have to research it individually, and oh, by the way, it's due in a week!
I don't really know what I learned that was new about James, but I think we decided I'd make something about how he likes the Civil War.
That's it!
Friday, November 30, 2012
Holy vivid dreams, Batman!
Yesterday:
Dream 1:
I had parents, but they were different than my real parents. The house was different too, although I was the same. The 'parents' were fostering other kids, and 'mom' was paranoid about something and decided that everyone had to pack everything up and that we were going to move the next day. I was like, ok, but I doubt we can get everything packed overnight. So I went upstairs to my room and opened my closet. Unlike other children, my closet was not full of clothes. It was full of books. Text books and reading for fun books and kid's books.... all sorts. That meant that they wouldn't pack up easily since they were different sizes, and after taking a half hour to pack one box up, I went back downstairs and was like, yeah, this isn't going to happen. That's all I remember of that dream.
Dream 2:
I was in a tiny powder blue four door car, like a Yaris or something. I was traveling somewhere with Belinda, James, Mike and someone else. I know there were five of us because Belinda and James were in the back seat, there was someone in the passenger's seat, and I was driving, and then Mike showed up and we squished him in between the driver & passengers seats. We got to wherever we were going, and found a parking spot. It was one of those ones that are at the edge of a parking lot by the grass. The grass led to this really steep hill, and at the bottom of the hill was the building we were going to. After whatever it was that we were attending was over, James, Belinda and I went back to the car (dunno what happened to Mike and the other person). But now we were more or less parked in. There were giant SUVs or Hummers or something on both sides, close enough that the doors could only open like three inches. Maybe four. The stupid tiny car didn't have a back hatch we could crawl through, so our options were waiting, or magic. The dream chose magic, and somehow James got me and Belinda in the backseat, and then got in the front seat himself, calling the two of us idiots and acting all James-like. Then we drove away, but I feel like we were also possibly being chased by bad guys, because I have a vague recollection of zooming through the parking lot and taking a corner on two wheels, but that might have just been how James drives.
Last night:
Dream 1:
Shit. I remembered this. I even took three snapshots of different parts of the dream in my head so I could remember the whole thing. Now I don't. I was all proud of myself too, until I fell back asleep and had Dream 2. And apparently Dream 2 made it so I forgot my snapshots of Dream 1.
Dream 2:
I don't know what happened, but it was disturbing enough to make me get out of bed.
Dream 1:
I had parents, but they were different than my real parents. The house was different too, although I was the same. The 'parents' were fostering other kids, and 'mom' was paranoid about something and decided that everyone had to pack everything up and that we were going to move the next day. I was like, ok, but I doubt we can get everything packed overnight. So I went upstairs to my room and opened my closet. Unlike other children, my closet was not full of clothes. It was full of books. Text books and reading for fun books and kid's books.... all sorts. That meant that they wouldn't pack up easily since they were different sizes, and after taking a half hour to pack one box up, I went back downstairs and was like, yeah, this isn't going to happen. That's all I remember of that dream.
Dream 2:
I was in a tiny powder blue four door car, like a Yaris or something. I was traveling somewhere with Belinda, James, Mike and someone else. I know there were five of us because Belinda and James were in the back seat, there was someone in the passenger's seat, and I was driving, and then Mike showed up and we squished him in between the driver & passengers seats. We got to wherever we were going, and found a parking spot. It was one of those ones that are at the edge of a parking lot by the grass. The grass led to this really steep hill, and at the bottom of the hill was the building we were going to. After whatever it was that we were attending was over, James, Belinda and I went back to the car (dunno what happened to Mike and the other person). But now we were more or less parked in. There were giant SUVs or Hummers or something on both sides, close enough that the doors could only open like three inches. Maybe four. The stupid tiny car didn't have a back hatch we could crawl through, so our options were waiting, or magic. The dream chose magic, and somehow James got me and Belinda in the backseat, and then got in the front seat himself, calling the two of us idiots and acting all James-like. Then we drove away, but I feel like we were also possibly being chased by bad guys, because I have a vague recollection of zooming through the parking lot and taking a corner on two wheels, but that might have just been how James drives.
Last night:
Dream 1:
Shit. I remembered this. I even took three snapshots of different parts of the dream in my head so I could remember the whole thing. Now I don't. I was all proud of myself too, until I fell back asleep and had Dream 2. And apparently Dream 2 made it so I forgot my snapshots of Dream 1.
Dream 2:
I don't know what happened, but it was disturbing enough to make me get out of bed.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Level 5 Math Class
I actually had this last week, but got lazy about writing it up. This dream took place in my high school, during what appeared to be senior year.
It started and I was at home, running slightly late for school. The doorbell rang, and it was this group of three adults who were supposed to follow me around for the day. The one in charge looked kind of like NPH. I said hi to them, and ran out to my car, expecting that if they'd want to actually follow me around all day, that they were perfectly capable of doing so without me changing how I did things. Then they rushed off to get in their car, and I drove to school. They were pretty good at following till we got to school & parked, when I took off really fast to get to class.
First class was a science (I think bio) class in the basement of the school. It was a typically boring class, and afterward, I stopped to talk to James in the hall for a bit. Somehow this made the people lose track of me. After we'd been chatting a while, I checked my schedule (apparently this was also the first day of class for the year or something), and found out that my next class was the 5th level math class that also happened to be on the 5th floor. So then I took off running to make it to class on time, and ran into NPH & his gang on the first floor, and was all, hey, gonna be late! Then they followed me to my math class.
This was supposed to be like some super hard complex math class, but all we were doing in the dream was drawing things. Things that everyone else was having trouble drawing, but I had this little plastic thing that made it easier for me to draw....because the plastic thing was what we were supposed to be drawing, and I could just trace it. The people following me had to do it too, I guess one of the rules was that they had to participate in class as well as just follow me around. They weren't as smart though, and couldn't do it.
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