Dreams and Things

This is what I wrote in my calculus notebook during lecture on Monday and Tuesday. So I had the dreams on Sunday night and Monday night, respectively.

Dream #1 (I think with some tweaking this could be a great action movie.)

For some reason, everyone had to be re-assigned which grade they should be in school. I was assigned fifth grade and I was having an okay time until I realized that they only put me in FIFTH GRADE?! and I was a little miffed, but not much more. It wasn't a big deal because we spent most of the time in the girls' bathroom. It was Logan Lacy, Kevin (whom I had just met in real life earlier that night), and some other nondescript boy and I who all used the girls' bathroom to change because they were gay and I was girl. In the classroom, which was my real life 5th grade classroom, there was an alcove that was full of my clothes. I was desperate to change clothes because I was wearing a school uniform and no one else was, but I also wouldn't settle for anything that didn't match. And all I had were cutsy little tulle skirts and tank tops with hearts or skulls prints. Some of these went together, but it was always an outfit that I just wasn't in the mood for. I didn't compromise and just wear something, either.


(*note, this may have been a separate dream all together, but it happened on the same night)

There is a security room full of screens that are from security cameras and a woman and a man, both professional, young, and smart are talking. The woman seems confused and bewildered, and the man seems annoyed. They are watching a video of a large platform (that kind of looks like the space needle) in the middle of a forest at night. The video is me and a boy jumping off of the platform and as we jump off we get struck my lightning and disappear. "We think they were transported to the future," the man says. "It just can't be," exclaims the woman. Cut to what really happened. I experience in first person the video that was just introduced and it's just a couple of happy kids having a good time and being joyful. Suddenly we are in a cold steely laboratory in the future, and we are being stared down by an equally cold woman and some faceless henchmen. They told us how they had turned the whole world into zombies and we were next. Apparently we were the chosen ones who were the only threat to their master plan. They left us alone to carry out the next portion of the plan and we escaped into a dark and greenishly glowing city. Guards came after us once we were spotted outside, but we had stolen many powerful guns from the bunker. We shot and shot but they didn't die. We remembered that everyone was "zombies". Except when we collapsed from exhaustion, they didn't eat us or look creepy. They talked to us about how much it sucked being a zombie. They just looked like normal men. Then a black car came speeding down the road and through the square we were situated in. We had been sitting among some rubble, sort of surrounded by it. It was the evil woman. We shot with all our remaining ammo, but missed and ran out quickly. Then she came directly at us and my friend and I looked at each other in desperation and terror. One of the undead guards motioned quietly and held up a gun and winked. I smiled back and nodded at him, thinking he would shoot her. But he looked away and slid it towards my feet. I waited to pick ut up until we was 6 feet away and shot at her forehead, expecting a small red hole to appear between her eyes. But wasn't a bullet gun, it was a poisonous needle gun. A hypodermic needle had hit her right in the throat, where a doctor cuts a hole to do a tracheotomy, she gasped dramatically as her eyes got wide and she died. With her dead, the guards could suddenly feel everything again and were no longer zombies. We traveled home to our own time through huge psychadelic time tunnels that we had also been shown during our short stay in the cold lab room. We stopped and marveled at several other times on the way back before landing back on the platform. Several others who had been zombies in the future were also traveling with us in the time tunnels because they had been kidnapped through them before they wre zombies.

Dream #2

I was pregnant and had known for a few weeks. I knew that I had to tell people, so I announced it over the ultimate email lists. It was a happy thing (even though it never said who the father was explicitly in my dream, I felt like it was Jon or Erik). But for some reason, my RA Sara (who doesn't even play ultimate) replied saying snottily, "Well, now you'll really have to work hard, because you were the weakest one at practice before." This pissed me off because she had onlly been at the first practice and didn't see me at sectionals when I scored half our goals and won most valuable offensive. I was just plain angry at her, but a part of me knew that the pregnancy would make me weaker eventually, even though I wasn't even showing yet.



Long and vivid and weird. That's how my dreams are.