Stroke

Dreamt I looked in the mirror and saw my smile was off. First it looked better, but then when I pulled them up to blame my lips look bigger only one side came up. Tried the other and only that side would go up. Thought for sure it was a stroke. 

End Of The World

I'm at my parents' old house and I have my dog in my arms. I hear people singing in the trees outside. I'm not sure what song, it could have been three (very different) songs..: Don't Fear The Reaper, Thank God I'm A Country Boy, or America The Beautiful. I know, how can I possibly not tell these songs apart? I don't know. Anyways, I walk outside to see who is singing in the trees, but instead I look over in the direction the sun is setting, near the cranberry marsh. I watch as fireworks go off. Then suddenly the sky gets dark and there are lights lighting up in odd places in the sky. I think that it's the end of the world and I cling to my dog as tightly as possible. I turn around, not wanting to see what will happen, but when I turn, I am back in the position I was in, facing the cranberry marsh. I turn around again and still I am facing the cranberry marsh. I do this a few times, utterly confused as to why I couldn't turn around. At some point when I turn around I notice a white shadow of a person in the reflection of the window in the door. I freak out and close my eyes and cradle my dog in my arms, trying to wake myself up. I wake up in bed and hear Devin watching TV (the video looks like old-school Little Rascals and the audio is super loud and it sounds like newer Rob Zombie music). I think to myself that this must have been why I was having a nightmare. I grab my journal to write down my dream but the journal breaks apart and pages fall out. I still continue to write instead of grabbing pages and worrying about my journal and that's when I notice that this isn't right, so I must be dreaming. Then I really wake up.

The End Of The World.

What I ate/drank the night before: DiGiorno's Pepperoni Pizza and Constant Comment Decaf Tea. Plus a handful of Quakes Rice Snacks in Ranch flavor and a glass of water.

Dreamt I was making out with a black woman. She was a vampire, too. Then the vampire disappears and I am walking down a street with my grandma Milly. We spot my aunt Donna and uncle Larry walking into a dance hall, so we follow. I look around and see that everyone is eating at a billion different tables. There isn't much room, so I walk over to a table with a few empty seats and I sit down. A few seconds later someone tells me that the seats are taken, so I and this little girl that followed me to the table walk around the dance hall to find a different place to eat. We get to the very back of the room and I sit down at this table that this fatter boy and Rhianna is sitting at. The boy asks me a question and I can't quite understand him, so I answer honestly and he laughs rudely (along with Rhianna) and tells me he was being sarcastic. I look over at the little girl (she's about three or four) and roll my eyes. We're stuck sitting with a bunch of assholes. I find out from Rhianna that the dance takes place to find your soulmate. She points to a mirror on the floor and tells me that she sees my soulmate in the reflection and that she'll email the soulmate so that we can find each other. I look at my phone and see an email coming in and it shows a picture of Rhianna and below it (this is supposed to be me for some reason) is a picture of Betty White. (I might have to explain this.. My friend and I are constantly calling ourselves Rose and Blanche off Golden Girls, because we're goofy and we act like them a lot (me being a bit of an idiot and she being a bit of a slut, ha, so I guess my subconscious picked up on that..)). Rhianna and the fat boy end up leaving and I spot an old friend, Kayla, walking over to me so I stop to talk to her for a bit. She tells me that her dad is trying to start a business but that he's placing it in the wrong area. (Apparently he's starting this resort/bistro/cell phone fixing company inside of a hospital). I tell her that I remember seeing him walking around town with blueprints the other day. Then Kayla leaves and I look up at the sky (the ceiling is opened in parts to bring in a breeze). I smile at how pretty the sun looks. It's making the sky a bright blue color. There are dark clouds that the sun is beating through, and it casts an eerie yet gorgeous glow. Suddenly the clouds get thicker, though, gathering into darker and darker colors. Almost black. I hear a loud booming sound --not a crackling like thunder, more like a huge explosion-- Everyone starts screaming. The clouds have a faint red glow like fire making its way through. The song "Who's Gonna Drive You Home?" by The Cars comes on in the dancehall and I get a text message from an old black lady that only says "last song". I cry, thinking the sun exploded and that the world will end. That I won't know who my soulmate is. That I won't be able to breathe or think ever again. I won't be remembered. The little girl that was with me is crouched down by the wall behind me, so I grab her and put my arms around her and have her situated so that she is slightly under the table for shelter. I know we're going to die in a few seconds but I want her to feel safe anyways. I look back up at the sky and the clouds have turned a bright red. I look back down at the little girl and hold her tighter. I feel piercing hot liquid hit my back that feels like drops of lava. I start thinking that we're about to burn up, but then a really cold breeze hits my back and I can feel frost sticking to me. I don't know what's happening, but its very painful. I start shaking myself awake because I can't take the pain anymore. Within a few seconds I wake up to myself swaying my hips from side to side.

Wow, I had to look up the lyrics to this song. It's crazy how this song could actually make sense in this dream..

Catholic School Girls.

I dreamt I was in this catholic school, in this bathroom. The bathroom was kind of grungy, pretty grimy.. I was with some random girl and we were caked in cement. I remember first she showered off and got herself pretty cleaned up afterwards, but for some reason I couldn't take a shower, so I went to the sink to wash my hands/hair, etc, and after washing up a bit, she turned me around, away from the sink, and we started fooling around. Like pulling each other close, kissing each other, but nothing more than playful cuddles. Anyways, the door of the bathroom was open and these two men, priests (with suits similar to what Billy Corgan is wearing in the music video Ava Adore) notice what we are doing and they both stalk into the room and one of them walks up to this girl I am with and I get in between them, afraid he'll hurt her. He then grabs my hand instead and says "Two pokes!" and pulls out this really really strange, demonic knife/tool out of his coat. It was double-sided; One side was this poky end, like a really big needle, and the other end was this sharp blade. Before anything else happens, I shit you not, demonic music started playing in the background, like a bunch of men chanting! (Think Mike Patton-meets-swampy-cemetery sound. Or in a way I could explain it more simply: It sounds like Lurch from the Addams Family, when he whines "Yes, Mrs. Addams.") Anyways, now that I've explained the chanting I heard in the background, I can get on with the scary part. He grabs a hold of my arm tightly, and pokes me with the needle side of the demonic instrument in a strange angle, like how doctors do when they put an IV in you, and then with swift motion, he slices across my arm with the blade half of the instrument. The cut is really deep, though it doesn't bleed. I can literally see the flap of skin he tore into, though. Then he does another slice across my arm. And with that, I wake up.

7/20/10 - Robots and Weddings.

Wrote this down a little bit half-asleep:


"Wore this black/red thing. I was in the Shell Travel Mart (where my uncle worked once), trying this thing on. It was a black leather tube top, a red velvet cape thing, a red velvet skirt and black leather leggings. I remember looking at myself in a mirror, and noticed my legs were peeling (IN REAL LIFE, MY FEET ARE PEELING BECAUSE I GOT POISON IVY ON THEM; When I was changing (still in real life), I was actually surprised that my legs weren't peeling. I thought my legs really were peeling, it never occured to me I just dreamt it.) I didn't like the way the outfit looked at ALL in the mirror, but my sister told me I had to wear it in a wedding. There was a huge box in the middle of the gas station, and there were costumes in it. Suddenly this human-sized Alf costume comes to life and walks away from out of the box. The bad robot "Cromartie" (from Sarah Connor Chronicles (played by Garret Dillahunt) was inside the Alf costume. Sarah told me to hurry, because I was supposed to be in a wedding for some friend. I didn't want to wear this costume down the aisle, so I changed into a grey tuxedo. I then turned into this man. Then I walked down this aisle.. I must have been the 'best man', because I went down first, and then a black guy came down after me, also in a grey tux. I just now realize how ridiculous it was to have the groomsmen walk down the aisle - usually the brides do. Still, though, because I wore the tux and not the other red/black outfit, all the people on the pews were upset because of what I wore."

Peel

• To dream that you are peeling something, represents the shedding away of old ways, habits and conditions. It may also mean that you are finally getting rid of and discarding unneeded exterior pretenses.

Wedding

• To see a wedding in your dream, symbolizes a new beginning or transition in your current life. A wedding reflects your issues about commitment and independence.

Transsexual

• To dream that you are transsexual, symbolizes your anxieties or ambivalence about masculine/feminine roles or passive/aggressive behavior.