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old dream from maybe a month ago but logging it anyway for the sake of logging it

hanging out and chatting with one of my friends and two classmates from art. then we compare what we have in our wallets. i have my friend’s wallet, i don’t know why. one of the classmates has a gift card for one free beer.

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and just when i thought my subconscious had stopped creating strange dreams involving people i barely talk to…..

last night i dreamt i was hanging out with this dude from my art class. he was persuading me to read some korean manga series. naturally i told him i probably wouldn’t like it, but he insisted that it was really damn good. i think in the end i finally decide i’ll give it a go. (but i don’t read it in the actual dream.) lol but the entire time i kept thinking “wow bro your voice sounds mad nice”

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dreams post~

from a few nights ago: i am waiting for the bus near my house, debating whether to go on a road trip type of adventure. no destination, just hopping on any bus or train on a lark. this idea is very exciting but scary and i spend a lot of time thinking about it. the bus i’m waiting for arrives. that’s when i decide to go, but i don’t get on the bus—i go back home and pack and my family gives me money; my grandma is there too which is weird because she doesn’t actually live with us. but my dad was there two which is awesome. then i think from then on it was a weird montage of me going aimlessly from train to train.

from last night: at a celebration in a mansion, i think it’s for graduation or some really amazing achievement but they had alcohol and really amazing ham. it’s really fun, and Willow Rosenberg (or maybe just Alyson Hannigan) is there, or i’m suddenly Willow or Alyson. anyway, Willow/Alyson/me finds this cute photographer guy and the feeling is mutual. we end up on a bed and i forgot why but suddenly it doesn’t seem like a good idea, and i (alyson?) end up curled up on the bed by myself. not sad or anything, though. the second half involved a BtVS-esque demon and i don’t remember the specifics of what happened.

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oh, i forgot to mention i had a sex dream with Karen Gillan last night

i don’t remember a lot of details, but it was great.

(lol sexuality wat)

i had another dream, or different parts of the dream, that i can’t really remember, either. i think i was going to my friend’s birthday party again because she was having 2 parties for different people who couldn’t make it to either one, i guess, but i made it to both. then i was in a class with one of my school’s drama teachers. he gave us a pass that had a code that let us torrent a video of a really good play or something, haha.

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so i guess with all the excitement and/or dread of valentine’s day, my subconscious took it as a cue to torment me?

i had a somewhat romantic dream last night. my classmate and i were sitting in the guidance office, and he started talking to me. we got a long pretty well and later—when one of us had to leave, i guess—he thanked me for hanging out with him, ‘cause it was his birthday, and gave me a little note. i forgot what it said exactly but i think the gist of it was that he liked me.

a bloo bloo bloo

honestly, i think i prefer the crazy supernatural dreams i usually have. yes, they tend to be scary but at least they don’t cause emotional frustration and… general frustration i guess. i don’t even have real feelings for this kid but this is the second dream i’ve had about him. (the first one involved… cuddling.)

…. i miss staking furniture and visiting gigantic awesome libraries.

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i need to stop having dreams where teachers see or almost see me only in my bra

last night it was one of my gym teachers. can’t remember if it was the creepy one or not.

also there was someone taking a humanities final in the locker room.

i’m pretty sure our school doesn’t offer humanities classes.

the rest of the dream involved waiting on line for a bus and dealing with fobby bitches who either cut us on the line (i hate that so much irl) or was just talking smack about me, my mom, my cousin, and my grandma. then the bus comes and i get on, but i realize my family is not behind me. they’re still on the sidewalk because my grandma fell. but the bus takes off and i consider getting off at the next stop and walking back to them but the next stop is after a gigantic highway.

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my dream from the night before involved a looting going on my neighborhood. my dad was there, too. we’re huddled in a room where we’re supposedly safe. but my dad gets up and has to meet with one of the looters. he gives me a big switchblade which i am scared to hold because i don’t know how to use it. apparently he’s on friendly terms with that looter, though.

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dreamt i visited a big ol’ mansion upstate with a ginormous library. i think the entire mansion was a library. it was so sexy, like one of those typical “old” libraries you see in movies with shelves reaching up to the ceiling, stacked to the brim with every kind of book possible. there weren’t a lot of windows but a lot of natural gas lights (i think they were gas lights?) that gave a nice golden glow. and plenty of books by Neil Gaiman with illustrations by Dave McKean. hnnng.

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dreams from last night

• alternated between watching a movie, and then living the movie. horror movie, two women in a house who kept people in torture chambers. we had a discussion and they led me outside. on the way out we pass by a torture chamber, which involved a person having to hack at himself with a saw for some reason, and he dissolved into slime. it was scary looking at him. he talked to one of the women about something; whether or not he was free to leave if she was leaving the house too.
• i’m having dinner with my family, including my godparents. Darren Criss is there, which was weird because i’m not even a fan, but he was adorable. i kept thinking i had to tell my friends who were fans that he ate dinner with us.
• i’m cleaning my desk area. there is a pile of salt/crumbs under my desk from when i eat dinner in front of the computer and i freak out at the prospect of accidentally luring pests. i grab a swiffer sweeper and start cleaning.
• (strangely enough, i actually did find some crumbs on my desk this morning. i didn’t freak out as badly, but cleaned it up.)

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i had a dream in which my art teacher may or may not have seen my nipples

oh god

in my dream i was taking off my shirts and bra, and apparently very happy about it, with my mom yelling, “NOOO PUT THEM BACK ON” and then i sat down to a meal with her and some of my close school friends. i was only wearing an oversized but thin button-down and attempting to put my bra back on… when my art teacher just sits the fuck down and joins us with a shit-eating smile on his face

i wrapped the button-down around my bits as well as i could and ate my meal like nothing was the matter. but when i was drinking soup i looked down and saw that my nipples were visible through the shirt

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earlier this morning, i had a dream i was some kind of… supernatural exterminator or something.

• first off, the apartment next door to mine was still abandoned, but now it had tons of old crap inside. my mom kept telling me to go in there and get these little houses (like maybe as big as an average paperback book) for her. apparently the place was haunted, or possessed.
• then i was in a different place, or another room of the same apartment, jabbing a wooden stake into every little thing. magazine, stake. a statue, stake. e v e r y t h i n g was possessed and i had to get rid of them Buffy style. they didn’t poof into dust, though; i planned to burn them later. staking was to make sure they actually burned.
• i hear voices outside the door… they’re talking about me and how they’re going to give me a certain amount of time to come out before they… well i didn’t really hear the rest; i finished staking a vase and a statue of a dog and stepped outside. the people were some kind of professionals, i forgot what. i rolled my stake to them, held my hands up, and explained what i was doing. then everything was a-okay i think.
• well, a-okay in that situation.
• there’s another haunted house! possessing demons/spirits can travel from place to place (via humans, i think?), i found out.
• teamed up with another professional “exterminator”—completely forgot what he looked like—and a scruffy dork played by Norman Reedus (we were BUDDIES). i had a suspicion that Reedus was possessed, but that was never resolved.
• haunted bathroom at my relatives’ place. used to be the room i was staking everything in (don’t know how that makes sense). my little cousin also had bought genetically engineered pets like a teeny whale in a bucket that scared the crap out of me.
• and then nothing was resolved because i woke up.
• i think this was the coolest dream i had in a while