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Dream Diary
01-11-2010, 01:18 AM
Post: #1
Dream Diary
I'd like to talk about two really kooky dreams I had last night, before I forget them.

In the first dream I was in something of a cross between a demolition derby and a food fight at a Wal Mart store. Everyone had a cart loaded with food they would pretty much fling everywhere. Oh, and everyone was after me...I don't know why o.o I was getting attacked by all kinds of people like kids, nurses, jocks...it was just...wow.

But it was still a really fun dream. I was matrix-dodging things thrown at me like eggs and cups full of grease and all kinds of crazy stuff like that. Of course though the opposition got harder the longer I went without getting hit. There was an old lady who was kind of like the "leader" of the group and was the one who was always trying to take me down first.

They started blocking off aisles so that they could trap me, but eventually I just went full speed into one of their barricades with a cart and smashed right through. As I did, a girl screamed "Hey! This place is for girls only!"

I just screamed back, "#### you! This place is ####ed!"

So now I was out of the grocery section and on the edge of the center part of the store where they usually sell clothes. And I discovered they were having a drag race with real cars on an aisle bordering the clothing section. Then all of a sudden, I realize I was pushing my cart as fast as the cars were going, and I had this huge grin on my face.

Oh, but then it all went to hell when I wiped out next to a...tiger. Yeah. There was a section in the Wal Mart for tigers now, dressed up to look like a jungle and everything. Yeah, they sell everything at Wal Mart. I managed to escape by fending them off with a Super Soaker (because cats hate water, you know).

Then I realized the only cart around was a miniature-sized toy model. But oh well, I didn't care. I just sat on the thing (since it was too small for me to push, and worked my legs like they do in Flintstones with their cars and took off. But then I saw I was heading towards a huge charge of the other people in the food fight/demolition derby contest...with the old lady in front again. Oh and they were all brandishing bits of food in their hands like we were about to have an epic battle in LOTR. But I just rushed fearlessly onwards right towards them.

And the dream stopped there. Goddamnit...I wanted to see what awesome #### I was about to pull.

The next dream was a bit tamer XD

I dreamed I was watching Cars 2. You know, the sequel to the Cars movie in 2006 that Pixar made. In this movie, Lightning McQueen had been accused of some sort of crime, I don't know what, and he was being transported to prison in a giant blimp and being guarded by a lot of itty bitty cars that spoke in high pitched squeaky voices.

Now I'd just watched UP the night before, so if you've seen that movie you can see why this scene was in my dream.

Anyway, Lightning McQueen's son busted onto the scene, and I was playing as him in my dream. I ripped the wheel clamps off of his wheels and then kicked him off the blimp. Sounds pretty vicious but I distracted the guards by going "Look over there!" and then leaping off after him. Oh, I had a parachute you see, so that's why I didn't mind having us both fall off.

Then the next part of the dream was McQueen and Mater trying to evade the police, the fire department, and pretty much everyone else as they were trying to make a wild escape across a city we'd landed in. Eventually Mater led us to the airport where there was a flight to Paris in the process of boarding. Two cars gave up their seats for him and Mater so they could go to France, since they were big fans.

Oh, and even though I'd disappeared during this part of the "movie" I was now suddenly on the plane with them in the next scene. Go figure.

So anyway we fly over Paris and I notice how much more orderly the cars drive in this country compared to America. No really...they were color coordinated and everything as they drove down the street, like it was some kind of dance number. Oh and the city was all beautiful too...we flew past all the landmarks and it was all lit up gorgeously since it was early twilight.

So anyway we arrive at a hotel by parachuting out of the plane and just...flying in through the window into a room and claiming it as ours... Then the dream stopped there.

Goddamn...again? Why did the dream have to stop right when it looked like we were about to have a fun adventure in Paris?

You know, I'm still glad that even as an adult, I can still have dreams this insane like when I was a kid. Shows I've still got that wild imagination in me. I never want to lose that.
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01-11-2010, 01:40 AM
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RE: Dream Diary
Weirdest dream I had was I went to my friends house and his living room wasn't his, everything else was correct for his house. I also opened his fridge and there was nothing but cakes.

Weirdest part was when I called him to tell him the strange dream I had about his house,Just the other day He had finished moving things around in his living room and his dad found a sale and had bought 5 cakes.

brix was shat

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