Dream – 9/26/09

I went in to these people’s house to smoke, and we smoked a lot of heady. They said we had to be careful because of their dad, and I could escape through a window. The girl tried to unlock the window but she couldn’t do it. There were people walking around, and first someone gave me a half smoked large joint to take with me, then someone gave me a small bag, then someone else gave me another bag, and it was all heady so I was quite happy. Then a woman, I think their mom, came down, and I immediately opened the window without a problem and left. I walked and I saw my friend Matt’s car, and then Matt came out of a house with this black guy Lawrence and I started to tell Matt about the great deal I got. Then Lawrence started talking to me and we got in a fight about how he never gave me my $20 back (this was a conflict in real life), and we kind of started fighting.

Then I was in some kind of arena, and I was about to play a game. However, I still had all the cannabis in my pocket, so I wanted to hand it to my friend (my friends Adam and Corey were there). We went down to the bathroom, which was very elaborately designed, and I handed him everything. Then we came back up and I didn’t play, I just sat down behind a guy. I think it was a baseball game, but it was not regular baseball and I never actually saw what was going on. Someone was smoking in front of me and I asked if I could take a hit and they said yes, but I never did.

Note: In the beginning, where the mom came in instead and it was surprising, that was probably influenced by a Curb Your Enthusiasm episode I saw, where Jeff’s parents came in and saw Larry watching a porno, and he was not expecting them. There was more to this dream, I think a cop threat somewhere, which is a recurring issue in my dreams.

Dream – 9/22/09

I was doing some kind of video with my roommate John, and the video turned out to be really bad. I’m not sure if he saw it, but I let him know it was bad. Then my cousins were staying in my house; first it seemed to be some other kind of place, but then the upstairs was like my house. My cousin asked if she should watch the video (not sure if it was me and John’s or another my cousin and I made), but I said no cause it was bad, plus I was tired and wanted to go to sleep, and she agreed and we went to sleep.

Then I was outside of a bank with a lot of people. This guy named J. Mac came up, and he was talking shit to my one friend. Then I said something to him, and he started talking it to me, and then he started poking me real hard. So we got in a fight, but this was one of those dreams where I have no power, and he kept slamming my head on the ground and I didn’t really get to land any hits. The other guy had suggested I not fight him because Mac had gotten in a fight with a much bigger guy, and he showed me a picture and it was some unusually large man. So I went into the bank we were next to, past a security guard who was inside, then I went in to a small room and asked if there were any cops here. They said yes, and I went back to where the security guard was (who I probably should have approached first) and suddenly there were two detective-like people, and I said that a guy outside had just attacked me. The right side of my jaw felt heavily dislocated and painful, and it was sort of hard for me to speak. I tried to point him out but we were actually very high up and he was out of view. Then he walked in to view and he wasn’t doing anything wrong; all the people started playing Frisbee. One of the cops was like, “They are just doing 70s stuff,” and I’m like, “Alright,” and he had me fill out this form. I started to fill it out…

Note: But then the dream ended. I think there was a third segment but I don’t remember it. In fact it is coming back to me a little, but not enough to write about.

Dream – 9/21/09

I was with my friend, and he set me up with this woman to “do things” with. Unfortunately, things did not work out so well, and I will not go too in to this part.

Next, I was in a car with my friend Matt A. and John. He had some cannabis on him, and there were a lot of cops around, and we pulled up to some because they were doing something, which I thought was a bad idea. There was a very small, empty jar with a purple lid, and a cop came up and saw it. Then Matt and John stepped out of the car and the cop frisked them, and he found cannabis on Matt. He got arrested and me and John were both extremely upset.

Then me, Corey, and some other friends were at this low place talking to a cop. Corey started telling the cop that he was getting me to brush my teeth and pee for him, to cheat the drug tests (I’m not sure how brushing my teeth would help him, but I guess it was indirectly related to the saliva test they do). As he talked, the cop kept adding more and more penalty, although it seemed to only amount to hundreds of dollars, but I think there were years of probation in their too. I was wondering what Corey’s plan was but I never figured it out.

Dream – 9/17/09

I was living at my grandparent’s house instead of college, and I really did not enjoy it. Suddenly I had two large, empty bottles of alcohol, and I had to get rid of them somehow but I could not figure out how. Then my dad opened up a door to the deck outside and I realized I could throw the bottles out the window, although the window was not there before.

Then there was a party with all these people, but I still had to get rid of the bottles. So I had this girl come in and I told her to put the bottles in her backpack. So she did and then she left, but then her mom came in and asked if I had just forced her in to a six-way (the sexual sort). I told her no way, and to prove it, I got in some kind of battle with these odd creatures. They were attacking me with balloons, then I got a balloon and I was manipulating the balloon with my energy and fighting him, and I won.

Then I was with my friend Brandon and we were looking for a place to eat. I came out of a building with him and it looked like Reisterstown Road and I said, “I know where this is!” Then we were waiting for the bus to go to the place he wanted to eat, which was a place I had never heard of before.

Note: I keep having dreams that I am living in different places besides college, and the places suck. When I wake up, I am always so happy that I am here!

Dream – 9/14/09

I was at home with my mom, and she was about to leave. It was 9/19 and I had to leave for some place on 9/22, I believe it was college (but in reality I already left for college). Anyways, she left and then suddenly my friend Jeff was there. I had to kill a lot of cannabis in only three days, and in my drawer I had two interesting looking jars with a fair amount of cannabis in them, and two bowls; my original bowl and a new bowl with a really huge opening. Since Jeff didn’t smoke, I just packed the first one up lightly and we went outside. Then a cop walked right by my fence, and as I was running inside, a cop car went past. I was quite scared, but nothing came of it.

Then me, Jeff, and my friend Matt were at a restaurant. I realized I still had the bowl in my pocket from when I put it in there from running from the cop, so I left the restaurant to put it back in his car. Then there were these two female cops and I think some others standing in front of another restaurant saying they were cracking down on drugs, and I started running from them.

Then we were in Matt’s car, and he accidentally had a head-on collision with someone, and for some reason he was laughing about it. My friend Goldstein was then in the car and the guy we hit knew him, and they were talking and laughing.

Edit: New Part of Dream Remembered! Totally New Part! – I was in this competition with a team of five other people, where we had to go through this interactive scary-movie thing. It started out as a movie, but then the idea changed in to something else. Anyways, we had to go through these dark rooms where monsters would come out at us, and I did not want to do it but I also didn’t want to be the only one not to do it, since all five others were ready to go. I tried to avoid it for a long time but then for some reason I had to do it, but I closed my eyes a lot and it was not so bad, but some parts were still pretty scary. In the end, everything worked out.

Note: In the dream, or when I woke up, I thought I had been caught and/or had smoked and it made me very worried. Then I realized it was a dream and I could break it just by fully realizing it, so I broke it as I have with other dreams in the past. Lately I have been dreaming a lot about smoking or getting caught with cannabis, it really sucks. I can’t wait until it is legalized, which shouldn’t be too far now.

Nightmare – 9/9/09

I was at my friend Lauren’s house, and her dad was outside with us. There were two dogs, and I think he was doing something bad to the dogs, and I told him to stop. He then took out a gun and shot one of the dogs, and then shortly after he shot the other. I said he might as well shoot me, not thinking he would, but then he shot me in the head.

I fell down, and I thought I was dead for a second, but then I realized I was only heavily injured. I felt the top of my head and it felt flatter, as if the top had been partially blown off. I was not in front of the house anymore, but down a hill leading up to it (it’s not that way in real life, though), and I was extremely scared that I was about to die. I tried calling people with my phone but no one would help me, and I think Lauren’s dad passed by but he did not help. Then my friend John called and I said in a hoarse voice, “I’ve just been shot in the head”, and then he just hung up. So then I realized I could call 911, so I did, but they said they could not help me with this kind of thing. I tried again a little later and they said they’d send someone over but no one ever came. I heard sirens in the distance but they were not for me. I felt so helpless and scared. Then I realized if I crawled in to the middle of the street, someone would see me and help. Somehow I got to the middle of a busy street, and then cars started stopping and people got out to help me. There were like six or eight people standing around me, and it felt very comforting. Then an ambulance finally came, and they put me in, and I felt so grateful to the paramedics. They shocked me with the defibrillator for some reason, and then I was in the hospital and I was fixed up.

Suddenly I was with Earl and Randy from My Name is Earl, and I went back to their place to recover. Then Lauren and her dad showed up, and I was mad at her dad for shooting me, but he did not care. I wanted to hug Lauren, but he said I couldn’t and they left. I followed them out, and Lauren ran quickly up and hugged me really fast, and then her dad got angry and started coming after me, and I was thinking how much of an asshole he was. He just shot me, and he wouldn’t even let me hug his daughter, but I ran away and started thinking about filing a lawsuit, but then that would hurt Lauren.

Note: After this, I woke up at about 4:30 thinking I had still been shot, and slowly I realized it was a dream. I also remembered that Lauren’s dad in real life did not look anything like in the dream and he was actually very nice. However, when I had been shot in the head, it was terrible, frightening, and I had a hopeless feeling that no one was going to help.

After this, I was at a house with my friend who resembled my friend Dan but was not him. There was another guy there too. There was a lot of talking that I don’t remember, and then we started having a gun fight for fun. I couldn’t land a hit on him, but then he was up on a deck and I got him in the arm, and excited that I had landed a hit, I shot him in the chest but then accidentally shot him in the head. I thought I had killed him and was scared that I would go to jail for life, and the guy next to me said I probably would. I said I could make it in to self-defense, and then the guy said we could just hide the body. Then “Dan” started to get back up and he did, and I asked if he wanted to go to the hospital but he said he’d be fine (the wound in his head was very small but it was still a bullet wound). Then I read a newspaper about how 100,000 years ago someone was shot in the head, then 100,000 years later they shot someone in the head, and I thought how interesting that was.

Note: Perhaps I had this dream last night because 9/9/09 was special, but it was crazy. The first part was definitely much scarier, but when I feared going to jail it was still pretty bad.

Dream – 9/3/09

I was watching “The Wizards of Waverly Place”, but it was more interactive than just watching. For the record, I have never seen the show before and I knew absolutely nothing about it when I had this dream, I had only heard about it. After reading about it quickly on Wikipedia, the characters in my dream were nothing like the real ones.

Anyway, I was watching it, and it was hilarious. It was so funny, and I’m thinking, “I didn’t know this show was this funny!” This lasted for awhile, and then me and the characters found the guy who plays “Pee Wee Herman”, although he was never in character for the whole dream (he had a pretty big part throughout). We started doing pranks on him (I don’t remember what) and it was real funny. We were also on a bus, or I was watching them on a bus, for part of it.

Then my friend Matt showed up and we went to the store where “The Guy Who Played Pee-Wee Herman” (that’s what he was referred to as throughout the dream) worked. I think the Wizards were there too. Something funny happened, and then we stuck “The Guy Who Played Pee-Wee Herman” in to Matt’s trunk and kidnapped him briefly. I don’t remember letting him go, but apparently we did.

Then we were in my home town’s shopping plaza, and were driving away. There were a lot of police officers standing around, and I thought it was a bad idea to pass them (I didn’t speak up, just thought), but Matt did. Then the officers stopped the car and said it matched the description of the one that kidnapped “The Guy Who Played Pee-Wee Herman”, so they were going to search. Matt immediately popped his front hood (as opposed to his trunk) and there was nothing there, so he said we should go. But then the officers said they needed to search, but they never did check the trunk. I had some kind of smokable thing in my pocket, I believed it was cannabis but I wasn’t sure (I had taken one hit of cannabis earlier in the dream), but I didn’t have my glasses on or contacts in so I couldn’t see when the officers weren’t looking to throw it out. Eventually they weren’t looking so I did take it out of my pocket and rolled it up and threw it on the ground.

The officers found a medium-sized glass car with small flakes in it. Then I got this huge-close up of them using these tweezers to take out the small flakes, and although it didn’t look like cannabis, apparently it was. Since I didn’t have anything on me, the officers let me out. My friend said they should just kill him right there instead of arresting him, although he might have said that after the next segment.

Me and two of the cops, who I became very friendly with, went to the store where “The Guy Who Played Pee-Wee Herman”. At first we were just looking for him, but when we found him, me and the cops started doing pranks on him. I don’t remember what they were, but we were having a really good time with it.

Note: This dream was a mix of awesomeness and fear, in like an 80/20 ratio. The only scary part was when the cops were searching us, but the Wizards part was really funny and so was the part where the cops and I investigated “The Guy Who Played Pee-Wee Herman” and did stuff there. I wish I could remember the super-specifics, but I cannot.