As some of you know, I rarely have semi-normal dreams, but for the 4 (out of 5) days, I have woken up, and remembered my dream, and they were all not some crazy epic adventure. And they have normal dream interpretations that I don't have to do tons of internet searching to even begin to understand what they mean.
1. I don't really remember much now, but I'm pretty sure I was in a fancier-than-normal dress, and I decided that I was gonna dance, since no one else really was. It was super-high energy, and really fun, and then I noticed a lot of people staring, and apparently my zipper on the back of the dress started to become undone, so the strap fell, and I had pretty much a whole boob out. I didn't know what to make of the fact that aaaaaaalll of those people had just seen my boob. Much less whoever I was dancing with.
2. I had a dream I was back in a school, and the whole day was going pretty bad (I don't really remember how), and then it started raining reeeally hard outside, just as we were about to end class. I got out my umbrella, and it accidentally opened (more bad luck, uh oh), but it happened to someone else too (this person was a classmate irl, smart and pretty) and the teacher said everyone was dismissed except for us. (maybe she was superstitious?) She gave us both a children's book, and some kind of symphony score or something, and told us to find a name with "King" in front of it. I looked and looked an looked and looked, and saw the word "king" every once and a while, but with no name after it. I finally found a "King Iwahada" (or something) in a chapter, and my classmate apparently found one at the same time, but she got to the teacher before me. While I was waiting I found a "King Phillip" in the copyright or something of the symphony as well, just in case. Whatever my classmate found, she was free to go, and when I pointed mine to the teacher, she said "too easy", and I showed her the other one too, and she said it wouldn't do. So apparently this school also had a bookstore in it, and I rescanned and rescanned and rescanned both documents, and then I started scanning the entire bookstore titles and such, and I really really wanted to go home, and couldn't understand why whatever answer she found was accepted, and mine wasn't, and what would've happened if the umbrella hadn't opened, and just kept searching and searching. It sucked.
3. I was going to a bar to see my friend (ex-coworker who I was not especially close to, but for some reason in the dream, was) Rachel, as she worked there. She was a stagehand, so I had to wait a bit after I got there to actually hang out with her. In the mean time, she wanted 6 Jack and cokes. She said she would buy me a drink, and I wanted a rum and coke. I went to order them, but instead of coke, they put sprite. I personally didn't see it as a big deal, so I took all the drinks in my arms (dreamworld rules, lol) and took them to a small table not to far away from the stage back entrance. (apparently this was a bar behind a big auditorium, which had a smaller stage as well for bar purposes) She came to greet me at our small table with all the drinks, and she's like wtf, why are they all filled with sprite? so she took all of our drinks back and demanded that we get the drink we paid for. (it's not like they were out of coke or anything) After we caught up a bit, she said that intermission was over, so she had to get back to the main show. In the meantime, there was a dancefloor in the bar too, and I went to the barcounter and sat there as I watched people. Some "fluffy" guy (think of Gabriel Iglesias) waltzed over to where I was and started talking to me. In the middle, he said that he was Matt Zo, the singer of the Above and Beyond songs (really it's Richard Bedford, but, dreamrules), and I was like naaaaaw, no way. And he said, look, there's Paavo and Tony right there. He pointed and when they noticed they waved back. I was like, no shit. So we talked a bit more, then he asked me to dance, and I was kinda hesitant, and somewhere in the midst of all this all of "Matt Zo", Paavo, and Tony went up on the small stage like a real band (guitars, drums and such... even though they do electronic music, I was like, oh, they're multi-instrumentalists...) and we all enjoyed the show.
4. I don't quite remember how this dream started, but I was in a neighborhood, suburban, more towards rural, and it was my own, but the zombie apocalypse had started. I think I was running from one that was especially fast, and I broke a tree limb and swatted it across the face. I had no guns or anything (and there were none to be found) Looking for a hideout, I discovered a convenience store/ bed and breakfast / nursing home building, and noticed the signs of people slowly inching towards me with all sorts of creepy looks with fake good intentions. I got really freaked out and somehow knew they were zombies as well. I got a broomstick and bashed in this old lady's head, but it took 3-5 powerful strikes to finally squish the skull. Another old man in a frailer condition, it only took 2 bashes, but it was so gross because I feel it was softer and squishier, and I had used the same force as I had on the other one. They weren't swarming, but one or two would get up at a time and start inching towards me. I went up to a bedroom on the second floor, and barricaded the door (I think) so the old ones wouldn't get to me. In the meantime, this bedroom had it's own balcony, and there were the younger zombies from the woods trying to get up, and I would bash and bash and bash heads in, desperately. I think there was some sort of human male character that knew what was going on in the downstairs, and I think he said he'd catch up to me later. He climbed towards the balcony, and I think we were possibly talking strategy. Night fell shortly, and I fell asleep in the room (we had shut the sliding glass door towards balcony), and when the morning came, the old guy that had a soft skull was working on climbing up the balcony, and I knew I had already killed him. I also didn't want to bash his head in again, but I knew I needed to. Then there were more coming and more coming, and I was getting really desperate at this point. And then a team of 3 came in, and this one guy especially, he came with a (demo kit from work on the outside) kit with tougher weapons (assembled steel) and said I didn't have to worry as much. Suddenly, I felt a great sense of relief, and a kind of "my hero" feeling washed over me.
1. I don't really remember much now, but I'm pretty sure I was in a fancier-than-normal dress, and I decided that I was gonna dance, since no one else really was. It was super-high energy, and really fun, and then I noticed a lot of people staring, and apparently my zipper on the back of the dress started to become undone, so the strap fell, and I had pretty much a whole boob out. I didn't know what to make of the fact that aaaaaaalll of those people had just seen my boob. Much less whoever I was dancing with.
2. I had a dream I was back in a school, and the whole day was going pretty bad (I don't really remember how), and then it started raining reeeally hard outside, just as we were about to end class. I got out my umbrella, and it accidentally opened (more bad luck, uh oh), but it happened to someone else too (this person was a classmate irl, smart and pretty) and the teacher said everyone was dismissed except for us. (maybe she was superstitious?) She gave us both a children's book, and some kind of symphony score or something, and told us to find a name with "King" in front of it. I looked and looked an looked and looked, and saw the word "king" every once and a while, but with no name after it. I finally found a "King Iwahada" (or something) in a chapter, and my classmate apparently found one at the same time, but she got to the teacher before me. While I was waiting I found a "King Phillip" in the copyright or something of the symphony as well, just in case. Whatever my classmate found, she was free to go, and when I pointed mine to the teacher, she said "too easy", and I showed her the other one too, and she said it wouldn't do. So apparently this school also had a bookstore in it, and I rescanned and rescanned and rescanned both documents, and then I started scanning the entire bookstore titles and such, and I really really wanted to go home, and couldn't understand why whatever answer she found was accepted, and mine wasn't, and what would've happened if the umbrella hadn't opened, and just kept searching and searching. It sucked.
3. I was going to a bar to see my friend (ex-coworker who I was not especially close to, but for some reason in the dream, was) Rachel, as she worked there. She was a stagehand, so I had to wait a bit after I got there to actually hang out with her. In the mean time, she wanted 6 Jack and cokes. She said she would buy me a drink, and I wanted a rum and coke. I went to order them, but instead of coke, they put sprite. I personally didn't see it as a big deal, so I took all the drinks in my arms (dreamworld rules, lol) and took them to a small table not to far away from the stage back entrance. (apparently this was a bar behind a big auditorium, which had a smaller stage as well for bar purposes) She came to greet me at our small table with all the drinks, and she's like wtf, why are they all filled with sprite? so she took all of our drinks back and demanded that we get the drink we paid for. (it's not like they were out of coke or anything) After we caught up a bit, she said that intermission was over, so she had to get back to the main show. In the meantime, there was a dancefloor in the bar too, and I went to the barcounter and sat there as I watched people. Some "fluffy" guy (think of Gabriel Iglesias) waltzed over to where I was and started talking to me. In the middle, he said that he was Matt Zo, the singer of the Above and Beyond songs (really it's Richard Bedford, but, dreamrules), and I was like naaaaaw, no way. And he said, look, there's Paavo and Tony right there. He pointed and when they noticed they waved back. I was like, no shit. So we talked a bit more, then he asked me to dance, and I was kinda hesitant, and somewhere in the midst of all this all of "Matt Zo", Paavo, and Tony went up on the small stage like a real band (guitars, drums and such... even though they do electronic music, I was like, oh, they're multi-instrumentalists...) and we all enjoyed the show.
4. I don't quite remember how this dream started, but I was in a neighborhood, suburban, more towards rural, and it was my own, but the zombie apocalypse had started. I think I was running from one that was especially fast, and I broke a tree limb and swatted it across the face. I had no guns or anything (and there were none to be found) Looking for a hideout, I discovered a convenience store/ bed and breakfast / nursing home building, and noticed the signs of people slowly inching towards me with all sorts of creepy looks with fake good intentions. I got really freaked out and somehow knew they were zombies as well. I got a broomstick and bashed in this old lady's head, but it took 3-5 powerful strikes to finally squish the skull. Another old man in a frailer condition, it only took 2 bashes, but it was so gross because I feel it was softer and squishier, and I had used the same force as I had on the other one. They weren't swarming, but one or two would get up at a time and start inching towards me. I went up to a bedroom on the second floor, and barricaded the door (I think) so the old ones wouldn't get to me. In the meantime, this bedroom had it's own balcony, and there were the younger zombies from the woods trying to get up, and I would bash and bash and bash heads in, desperately. I think there was some sort of human male character that knew what was going on in the downstairs, and I think he said he'd catch up to me later. He climbed towards the balcony, and I think we were possibly talking strategy. Night fell shortly, and I fell asleep in the room (we had shut the sliding glass door towards balcony), and when the morning came, the old guy that had a soft skull was working on climbing up the balcony, and I knew I had already killed him. I also didn't want to bash his head in again, but I knew I needed to. Then there were more coming and more coming, and I was getting really desperate at this point. And then a team of 3 came in, and this one guy especially, he came with a (demo kit from work on the outside) kit with tougher weapons (assembled steel) and said I didn't have to worry as much. Suddenly, I felt a great sense of relief, and a kind of "my hero" feeling washed over me.
