Night of 6/27/15

SHE CAME BACK. If you haven't read last night's, do that.

Dream 1: Imagine reading a comic book panel by panel. Along the top, you see a girl who works as an RA, or has some sort of job amongst all these people working. I'm not 100% sure if she actually is the exact same person from last night but I want to beliieeeeve! Anyways, I remember her standing on top of a building shouting something, then going to that building and entering from the top where she was. Yeah, it was weird and I don't remember the specifics. Like, I don't remember if we had talked before this moment or how I knew she was perfect for me before this incident. Eventually, she notices me and ducks off into a laundry room. I pop my head in and she jokes about using the PA system and how if we were to do anything it would be broadcast to the whole floor. Yes, this sounds really weird, but believe me, we were in a wonderfully joking manner. AND THEN, she busts into singing The Run and Go. Like, the Twenty One Pilots song. I don't know how she was doing it, but she had the music going on in the background, like, through magic and telekinesis she had a piano and a large mallet and drum playing the music. And we were in the laundry room, dancing, singing, and it turns into a beautiful duet. Like, I ultimately didn't know exactly what she was going for, like, if she didn't quite want us to be in a relationship, or maybe she did. Anyways, it ended and we embraced and kissed and it was wonderfully magical.

Dream 2: Starts off and I'm at work with my work intern colleagues. SOMEHOW, from there, it goes to me being in a gym or something holding a trombone. And there was a marching band playing in there. And I was getting a call from my colleagues on our office communicator thing. I eventually got to answering it, but I had to put a blanket over my head as to block out the music of the band from the call. It was surprisingly effective. Anyways, nothing comes of the call, and I take off the blanket and most of the band is gone. I remember asking a guy what's an appropriate way to set down a trombone, and I end up just sticking it vertically on a chair, the bell working as a stable enough base. From there, Julia S. appears telling me she's ready to go. She was carrying a lot, backpack, sidebag thing, maybe a suitcase too. I grab my things and we head out. We're walking to wherever we were going, talking, having an enjoyable time and then I realize I forgot the trombone. I had to go back and get it, as far as I knew, it wasn't even mine. She said that she'd stay on a bench and wait for me to get back. I said she could keep going and I'd just meet her whenever, but she was nice enough to wait. And I don't exactly remember the specifics on how we got to this, I never actually got around to going back. I think I went to get us drinks, but as I was about to offer one to her, she had presented two wine glasses filled with water. We toasted and I woke up.

Dreams were pretty good. Genuinely unsure if the first dream of this night beat out the one from the night before, they're very close. VERY close.

Night of 06/26/15

Dream 1:
Starts off as good as any dream can, right? I'm in a building that has a class that begins in like 12 minutes. I don't have any of the materials for that class. Luckily, the house I live in is next door. I see the professor in the hallway and I tell her I'm leaving to get said items and that I'll be back. I run to the house and up the stairs. Open the door and Abi C.'s there not really doing anything. Standin around and such. I'm in a huge hurry, throwin stuff in and out of my bookbag before just coming to the conclusion that my bookbag cannot possibly hold all the things I need, therefore I need a bigger container. I throw all my stuff into a wooden trunk and start hauling it downstairs after checking the clock to notice I'm already a couple minutes late. And worst of all, this was about 3-4 weeks into the semester and I'd only been to this class once or twice, I totally forgot I was even enrolled.
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Jump to much later in the same dream to where my other sister, Rachel C. and I are going to a bank. Due to some random complicated circumstances, I was in a position to be granted a sum of money from a video by Neil Cicierega. Maybe it was a contest, maybe he just liked me. But it was a video about Santa Claus, but filtered through his wonderfully demented mind to where Santa was now called Sotis. Which now that I think of it may be the SCOTUS decision working it's way into my subconscious in a really weird way. We get there and the place looks like an old-timey model house or something. Everything there looks really nice in that roped-off look-don't-touch kinda way. But, it turns out it was a 5/3 bank, so I could use it. I try to find the slip for, like, a money request or whatever is mostly appropriate for the situation. I think I found it next to the withdraw/deposit slips in a high up position on top of a cabinet barely in reach. I also remember having troubles finding a pen. I don't think I ever got around to handing it to a bank teller.
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From there, we go into a side room which I think turned out to be the class I was late for at the beginning of the dream. And it was either the instructor or the teacher's assistant, but she was being a total asshole to people for anything that may have been "out of line." But that comes more into play later. What's more important was that I sat next to my dream girl. Her name was Sarah. This was actually an amazing dream because of this. I sat next to this girl who was wonderfully attractive with long black hair, but more importantly was how quickly we began making quick-witted jokes to each other and having a really good time. We clicked perfectly, but I knew it was perfection a short time later. The teacher/TA started talking about us, trying to shame us or embarrass us for wasting time, or being late, or something dumb. Basically being stupidly uptight. Both of us started retorted saying about how she's taking things way too seriously and should chill out on this. And at the same time, in equally bad Meeseeks impressions from Rick and Morty, we both shouted "You just gotta reLAAAAX." It was the most perfect thing I'd ever seen in a dream. It must've overthrown all structure for the class as we all then got up and left. I couldn't find Rachel anywhere, so I assume she left on her own. Which was actually perfect, cause I was planning on leaving with Sarah anyways. As we left, I woke up.

Dream 2: Dream two takes place at Louis H's place. His house. I walked down the street and into someone's garage, took their scooter, and pushed my way bake to his place. There was a party there. I don't know who all was there, but I remember specifically Hannah S. was there. I told people about how I pretty much stole that scooter and had to bring it back, but more pressing, I noticed that Hannah was distracted, appeared bothered by something. She kept checking her phone with an upset look on her face. I wanted to tell her that if she wanted to talk about something, she could talk to me and I'd try to help out. Instead of telling her verbally, I wrote it on the inside of a small cardboard box and put it on her head. She opened the other end of it to where her head popped out the other end. She didn't tell me anything, but she looked at me in a way of mutual understanding. And I think we all won in the end.

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I mean, that first dream was just about the best dream I ever had, and the only one that came close was the one where Rob E. and I were in a gay relationship with each other and acted like an old married couple. That one was pretty great.

night of 05/20/15

Dream 1:
I was at my high school. No idea why, I was just there in a car that was not mine. In fact, it was Matt C.'s. I was parked near an entrance, but on the sidewalk precariously close to slipping onto the grass. Matt was doing modifications, fixing something. I'm not sure what he was trying to accomplish, but he pulled of the driver's side door after unscrewing, like, three screws, which I'm pretty sure isn't accurate. Soon after, I'm shouted for by Christian G. Someone had run over his foot and he needed me to bring him to the ER. I was trying to get Matt to hurry up and put on the door, but he was having none of it. The car is a 2-door, and the back seats were, well, you know how in a van or SUV the back row can put down to hold more stuff? Yeah, that was the case in this two door vehicle. For some reason, we were set on Christian sitting in the back, who, for no reason, was just standing by the car, and we had this weird chair-walker hybrid we were trying to shove into the back. Someone claimed that it's ridiculous, someone with a broken foot would only get worse with that sort of thing. I don't know if we ever got the door back in, ever got Christian in the car, or left, but that's where my memory of it's lost.

Dream 2:
I think I was playing/in a game of Nazi Zombies. In my mind, Jacob D. and I were walking around call of dead if it looked like a Hyperion building from Borderlands 2. Not important. I remember Kanye West playing in the background. Before I knew it, it was a dance. The layout gets really funky, as it took place mostly on this boat, but I think couples were mostly wandering around trying to find a place where they can shag. The boat was entirely wooden, that old wood where sticking your hand anywhere comes with the risk of getting a splinter. I wasn't wearing a tux or suit, but I did have a dress shirt and slacks that looked to be 5 sizes too big. They were held up by 4 belts and something else around my waist, I'm not sure. I go to the bathroom to fix them, turn them around, but also to take a poop. On the way there, I see Scout T-i making out with some dude. The bathroom's incredibly small, like outhouse-sized, barely larger than a bathroom stall. The door was poorly secured. Someone almost came in, but I held the door shut while yelling that it's occupied. Not much longer later, Andrew S. opens the door. He must've known I was in there and didn't care at all what I was doing. He told me about how awful and boring it was to come to the dance alone. I remember thinking that I didn't come alone, but I was dateless throughout the entire dance. Shortly after, he leaves, and I see out in the hallways, Patrick Z, Greg S, and maybe someone else, but I'm not sure. They were watching a video on the preview display of a large copy machine and looked to be having just a wonderful time.

Night of 04/09/15

One dream. It's The Office. Like, actually just The Office. I don't know how many months it's been since I've last seen a full episode of the office.

It begins with Dwight and I walking to the street, as we're gonna go somewhere. I remember being barefoot and walking through muddy grass. I was planning on driving, but my car was at the high school. Still stuck on taking my car, I tell Dwight that he'll drive us to the high school, to which we'll take my car the rest of the way. I get in, he's driving. The car is real small, like a Fiat, or a smartcar, or something. Still had four doors though. Anyways. he's instantly revealed to be an insane driver.First turn he takes is way too fast. We're about to collide into parked cars on the left side of the road to which his solution is driving to the left of them onto the grass and sidewalk. During this constant drift through mud, grass, and a large gravel driveway, I manage to put on my seatbelt and comment about how, well, I guess he knows what he's doing. He replies by saying that this is how he got into his first accident. Lovely.
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The plot around here is that Dwight was in love with Erin, who now worked at a CVS, but there was some restraining order or something. He had a leg brace or some other device that beeped not only when he was near her, but also when he was near a high school. So we didn't end up swapping cars. I think when we first got into the car, Dwight took... something. Like, some medicine, or some solution, or... Something. He began to act like he did in the episode where he got a concussion. Just slower, without reason, he began to act childish. This is while he was driving, while we were in transit. Before I knew it, we were both in the backseat, and he was in a child's carseat. He was still on the driver's side, just now in the backseat. He still had all the knobs, pedals, things of the driver though. I had to get him to stop, I was telling him how great it'd be if we stopped, how we needed to stop. I reached over in front of him and starting messing with levers and knobs, eventually getting this vehicle to stop moving. I get out of my seat and walk around to the driver's seat. We were right around the corner from our destination, I could see the CVS. I think about how Dwight might be able to affect my driving from the back and that I'll just work on not letting anything bad happen. I get a call from my dad about how he's canceling dinner with me tonight and pushing it to tomorrow. I keep shouting that that's fine, I'm kinda busy getting these two back together or something. He eventually puts me on pause. We reach our destination, and I just hang up.
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The CVS is layout like a large stapler. Like, the big ones with handle? Yeah, imagine walking in at the handle to a large wall which you walk around and see the rest of the store, which is about as big as a post office or a UPS or something. Anyways, to my understanding, Dwight's silliness was caused by him losing blood. At this point, he lost enough to be normal again. He walks in ahead of me. I trail and hear his leg-thing start beeping. Erin, who was at the other end of this small room tells him that he shouldn't be here. We can hear the sound of scraping, and looking at the floor, we see a trail of a cart's wheels that had been scraping up the floor. Dwight points to the trail, then points to me to stop them as he reconciles their love. I walk around for a bit to the person who gets really mad at CVS in general or something. She flips the cart over and begins to complain at Erin. Another guy or two start complaining to Erin. I think one complains about something CVS related, the other just says once Erin showed up, The Office began its decline. Which was really weird and meta. Telling the character that her character ruined the show? Anyways, they're all discussing, arguing, complaining, and I look to my left to see Meredith and someone else. Meredith compliments me on my winter jacket, that I guess I was wearing then. Then she squeezes my head with her hands. Then I wake up.

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As a bonus, there was a dream where I was playing a bonus level of, like, a Donkey Kong game. The level design was set up like if a level designer from Spyro the Dragon was content on putting out absolute shit. It was a bonus level for the game in which you control Useless Kong, or something. I spent most of the time falling down large rifts into lava at the bottom. The rest of it was jumping across tiny platforms and picking up gems.

Night of 04/07/15

Dream 1: I was back at marching band. More of a nightmare. But rather than being in high school in marching band, I was still in college and just playing with the band. We weren't actually doing a show, we were just playing random music from the benches. As is normal. I go into the trailer to get my instrument, find a baritone, and set it up. I play a bit to make sure I still know how and notice a slide is missing. I took it out of it's case like that, missing slide in hand as well. Anyways, most of the people there were unrecognizable dream people, save one individual. Somebody I used to know was there being an absolute asshole to everyone while simultaneously wondering why nobody liked them. There was also a kid there who wanted to look cool and show off his high school smarts to me, the college kid, but he was just so pretentious and awful the I couldn't be bothered.

Dream 2: Although this might actually be an extension of dream 1. I step out of my dad's classroom to find Stephen T. We're there waiting for Rob E, Matt C, or both. There's a presentation going on in the gym that everyone's required to go to. I'd rather not, but if I had to go, I'd like to sit by my friends. I spend a bit of time walking around, go to where I think my locker should be before realizing the key I have in my hand does not actually go to a locker and that I'd need a combination. Which I didn't have. I'm overcome with the need to poop, so I got to the bathroom. There's a guy in the first stall, so I go the second, the handicapped stall. It had both a urinal and a regular toilet in it. I remember being worried that the guy in the other stall would toss shit at me or something. The seat part of the toilet is so skewed that I have to awkwardly arrange myself as to make sure everything makes it in. I remember when I left, I had wanted to not run into the guy in the other stall, so I waited a bit as he left. When I got out, I fiddled with the stall lock. The stall lock also adjusted the lights. This happened just as another guy walked in. I washed my hands and left quickly as to not strike conversation was. I go back to where Stephen was waiting to find someone else there. I ask if they knew where Stephen was, and they said he was already in the gym with Matt and/or Rob. They knew because they could hear the laughter of one of them.

Dream 3: If you do not understand League of Legends, this may be a difficult dream for you to follow. This was the final game of LCS, a League championship. I was in it, or rather, the match occurred around me. I was Ashe, which meant I walked around with a bow. I get into my lane and did what I do. At some point, I noticed some opponents behind me and went to recall. I ended up reappearing someplace else. In confusion, I asked Stephen and Rob, who were on my team. They casually respond something like, "Oh yeah, they placed recall traps." Oh great, now I'm gonna die here, wonderful. Which I did. Then eventually spawned back in. I never thought I was doing too poorly, but eventually we all had to return to protect our base. From lane, I had to parkour my way back, jump from wooden structure to wooden structure, and run up an extended rope leading to our base. The base itself was a large building, kinda looked like a hotel, kinda looked like a convention center or something.
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From here on out, it was us defending the building, or anticipating defending. The building was actually like a ground zero thing at the location of, well, where 9/11 happened, but looking out, it appeared to be where my elementary school was located. A couple teammates and I looked out over a balcony to see swarms of tourists. A massive line of people who were planning on coming through. The enemy team devised to getting the building swamped with people and then somehow having them bring defeat to us. At the other end of the hall we were at was the base, or the nexus, or whatever. Eric, the SIO intern, was placing all sorts of traps along the hallway that I had to make sure I didn't hit when transiting between the base and the balcony. Spikes in the floor, tripwire, all sorts of stuff. Anyways, the people flooded in not triggering any traps, or even really doing much. Once, when I had to get from the base to the balcony, I used a series of staircases to avoid the traps. I left the stairwell and locked the doors to impede movement. Looking back over the balcony, I see the enemy team destroying an inhibitor. Most of my team is down there, mostly getting killed. I shoot my bow, doing some damage to some. Ultimately, it's futile. After a near 2-hour match, they opposing team are declared victors, even if they hadn't actually destroyed our nexus yet. Whatever. They begin to parade into the building to our base. With my bow around my arm, I clap and congratulate them cause I'm a nice guy and shit. The team goes through, and one of them has a huge bag of what looks to be French Toast Crunch. I say how much I love it, and they tell me it's a bag a frozen chicken. Whatever. After the players, the crew of the team or whatever begins to go through. First person I see is V. In shock, I shout their name, express how I had no idea they were coaching or strategizing for the other team. Give them a big hug, and I wake up.

night of 03/22/15

Dream 0: This is a short but that I'm not sure where it fits into anything, but I remember I was driving on a reeaaally icy road. Like, there were ruts and slush tire marks that had frozen into ice and made for a very weird drive. I don't think I was the driver, and we were driving on some really middle-of-nowhere road to a small house in the distance. We see Sarah L walking alongside the road. We don't pick her up, but when we reach the house, I suggest the driver goes back to pick her up. With reluctance, we eventually drive back to pick Sarah up, but by then, we were close enough to the house for it to be trivial.

Dream 1: I was in a building with the weirdest collection of people and friends from my childhood that I hadn't talked to or thought about in years, which is why I'm not gonna put who they are. Anyways, we were playing some sort of game, or rather, we were in some sort of game where we had to shoot things in rapid succession. Like, we were all standing at the edge of a table or something shooting cardboard cutouts flying around. We were doing pretty well, and if we did incredibly well, we wouldn't have to go through all this again. We almost walk into the next room, then stop, step back and look into the current room we were in. Something has our attention and stops us from going into the next room. Eventually whatever it was passes, and we begin moving into the next room. I can see through the doorway something big, something drippy. Somebody walks into it aaaaand it's a tank. Like, from Left 4 Dead tank. We all just start running away. For some reason, I'm pulling on a computer mouse, as if it's keeping me in this game or something. After running and pulling, the mouse gets harder to pull, and I have to stop. The tank charges towards me and I accept my fate knowing that we've completed our objective. Then I wake up.

Dream 2: This one started off as possibly some sort of heist. I go in thinking that if we do all of this correctly, we won't have to do it all over again. Which would be annoying and dumb. We enter this area that'a partially flooded with water. Looking back, I feel like we were in the Chamber of Secrets. We get down and begin to do what we came there for: playing a short concert. I'm not sure if it was just coincidence or if we were actually a Paramore cover band, but we played three Paramore songs. The band consisted of myself on the drums, Rob E on vocals, and either Patrick Z or Travis Barker of Blink-182 fame as the guitarist. I think we do all right, then eventually we leave.
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From there, we get into a car. When I say we, I mean myself, V, and possibly Rob. V's driving, and we're going to Disneyworld or something. Along the way, we approach an attraction of sorts that has us drive on what's essentially a very tame rainbow road. After getting off, a guy charges us £80, which is was waaaay too much for what we experienced. I did it and just told the other two to pay me $30 or something later. We arrive at our destination which looks nothing like Disneyworld, but whatever. We see some people that some people recognize, and I wake up.

night of 03/11/15

Dream 1: I'm at work at what I believe to be the Oberlin Inn. It looks nothing like it, it looks like, I don't know, a very old brick house that somebody tossed a kitchen in. An order for room service is made, so a waiter (that I actually work with in real life) and I begin to take it upstairs. It's like, a plate of pancakes, two bunches of bananas (one looking particularly dead), and maybe something else. First step I take out of the kitchen, I fumble the tray and almost drop everything. I barely grasp it all and continue upstairs. We get up there and it's not even a room with a customer but instead my boss and some more workers. I guess I'm given a toilet to take somewhere else, in which I set it down immediately outside the door, close the door and begin to shit right then and there. Someone opens the door and I try to get them to close it again.
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I eventually go downstairs where I guess there's some sort of awards thing. Band kids are there getting awards. I think most of it was a vote in, and to make kids feel better, there was an award for the kid who got the least amount of votes. I don't remember who got it, but I remember it being preeeetty funny. Anyways, I get bored of that and start walking away. I walk to the academic side of campus where I bump into Adam T playing frisbee with some kid. Except it wasn't a frisbee, it was a ceramic dinner plate. I was thoroughly impressed with how well it flew, one time it landed on pavement and didn't break, one time it bounced of some guys forehead harmlessly. It was pretty hilarious. I sit down somewhere that eventually turns into the inside of some building. It was kind of dark. There was a kid to the right of me who was just offering me money for, like, no reason. I remember him saying something about using it to increase viewership on World of Warcraft videos. It was like 300-400 bucks. He also said "from 4000 to 2000" as if maybe he meant two million but just messed up so hard that it didn't make any sense. I continued to refuse it for a while or only take part of it until he said that he was just gonna burn what he couldn't give away. He pulls out a lighter and I snatch the bills away. I look at the bills thoroughly confused and wondering if they're even real. They certainly didn't look real, but they clearly had text on them saying "this is not a fraud" so I ultimately believed it. I look at the kid to the left of me which turned out to be Ibs. He had his phone out and I think just called someone. Then, someone entered from the staircase nearby. She looked authoritative and asked which one of us was the one dabbling in illegal activities. Except that's not how she worded it. I think she asked which one of us was "Bien," like that was our name, or which one of us was a foreign exchange student. At this point, I connect that Ibs called out the exchange as illegal to someone. He says that it was me, I was the one. At this point I'm standing, I look down at the kid who gave me the bills and it's actually Isaque F. I explain he and I were both involved, but I'll go and talk with them. We go downstairs and I remember walking into my own room and putting on the song "Runaway" loud enough to hear in the other room where there was to be the interrogation. I bring in my laptop, ready to show a chat log that was a transcript of the exchange. As I step in, I hear this incredibly loud noise. Imagine the Inception BWOOOMMM but louder, a bit higher pitched, a little rougher, and inside your ears. It's short, and I ignore it. I sit down, pull out my laptop to show her the conversation. The sound happens again, except for a bit, I can see the screen on my computer change. I'm sent to the floor from the pain from the sound. I conclude that I'm being hacked by Isaque so that I don't turn him in. At this point, I figure there's no winning, I better just wake up. So I do.

Dream 2: This takes place entirely in my dad's classroom. I don't quite remember the order or any logic about any of this. I started taking a quiz, then I wasn't, then I was transferring medals from one band uniform jacket to another, except they were the marching jackets. I think I just had one, and was planning on using it for later. And then I was told I would have the main role in whatever play my dad was doing. Which was weird, seeing that I've never done anything like that nor had any aspirations to do so. People are moving around doing whatever, I guess play practice is about to start. I remember seeing Nathan E feeling insecure about something. Some person and I walk up to him confused about what he has to feel insecure for. Don't remember if he ever said why. I walk up to the sound booth and for whatever reason decide to start playing VCPR. The people in the room really enjoy it, and my dad says that we can only play it for like 5 minutes, then we have to start actually doing stuff. It was great, but then weird things started happening. Like, the radio program started talking about severed hands or something, and then one appeared on the table in the middle of the room. There was blood around it, and I saw it was just dripping from the ceiling. I don't know that anything else of interest happened before I woke up.

night of 03/09/2015

dream 1: I'm in a small alley-ish way with Jacob D, Tylar R, and Matt C. We're all sitting against a wall, while on the other side, there is a dark pane of glass. In my dream, it's signifying Women's House, on the OWU campus. I don't know if we were inside a larger building or what, but it was kind of dim and looked to be lit purely by streetlights or something. Anyways, Jacob's taking muffins and smearing them all over the wall for whatever reason, and the rest of us are just watching. Some residents of the house walk from around the corner, look at what he's doing, then at me. I look at him, then them. They were people that I know I've seen in real life but don't know the names of. I get the feeling they want me to stop him. Either I do, or he just ends on his own, but the residents tell me that he's going to be on trial for his inconsiderate act. I swear they actually said that he's to be set on tribulations to determine his punishment. Like, it was just tribulations, no trials. But that just might be me hopeful of a Hannibal Buress joke manifesting in my dreams.
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I feel like I go inside, and it's the desk I work at. Shane G is there trying to get some weird computer to work. I get to functioning, then head in the back to the offices. I see Sarah L sitting on the floor looking through folders of pictures. I don't know why she was doing this, but I join and I look at them. The first few are pictures of her, then the next few are of Rowan H. Looking at the pictures, I'm thinking to myself which ones would be good to write on, but on the back like a postcard or a senior picture. Eventually, Sarah and I get up to leave, and she starts driving me somewhere. She asks me something that ends in "friends," to which I interpret as "Do you like Friends?" Like the show. I weakly agree, but say I haven't really watched it much.

dream 2: In a room that's almost a dorm room. Tylar's there. Jacob's there, sitting on a bed. Matt's there, sleeping in another bed. Someone's making a loud snoring noise, so we wake Matt up, thinking it's him. Nope, not him, but somewhere else in the room, Rachel C was asleep, snoring. Note: I woke up and heard the noise coming from Matt who was sleeping about 5 feet away from me. Anyways, I sit down next to Jacob on the bed and he asks me if I downloaded the new Oddworld game, which I hadn't. I said I was busy playing too many other games or something. I start playing some David Cage game right then and there. I think it was Heavy Rain, but I was doing some stupid things on purpose. I remember there was a part where the character I was playing (who might have been Ethan Mars) is sliding down a pipe in the sewers. Given the option to go left or right at a fork, I do neither. Mars slides straight into the wall in the middle and is no more.
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I quit that game to play another: Bioshock. Don't know if it was one in specific, but it certainly did not function like one. I remember starting on Jacob's computer then moving to mine which temporarily caused a significant drop in framerate in my dream. We're in some sort of apartment, and when I say we, I mean myself, Rob E, and some characters of the actual game. The NPCs are telling us that there are things in the hallways which we have to escape from or possess or something. We're introduced to some short teleporting power to get out of the building. The whole time, Rob is telling me how stupid the story is and pointing out all the plotholes. We leave the building and cross the street to a theater. One with a stage, not a screen. We sit in the back corner, and I take out my wallet, wanting to adjust the sound of the music playing from my credit cards. I drop some, but the ones I hold onto, I hit buttons on the side of them to lower the volume. Because we're in the corner, it echoes and carries loudly, even at its softest setting. I eventually give up and stick em back in my pocket. The guy sitting next to me hands me two that I dropped. I put it away and watch the stage as the show begins. A massive guy walks out, like, 15-20 ft tall dude that looks like a guy I used to work with. A voice announces him and his talent, as the guy's head transforms into a lizard thing, then to another weird monster thing. In my head, I think to myself, "This is gonna be the big boss I gotta fight. That's gonna suck. Please don't let anything bad happen here." The guy quickly finishes his act, thanks the audience, and turns to retreat back behind the stage. As the curtains part for him to enter, a massive locked door is revealed. A small, flying man appears to tell the lizard guy that he's to do his bidding and follow his orders. I take my friends and we get out and wait in the street for something to happen. Eventually something small flies out the door and into the wall next to us. Then I wake up.

night of 03/02/15

Dream 1: Started off in a terrifying scenario: back in high school band. I was first chair trumpet and just couldn't play anything. Instructor got fed up and shows us a video of the previous year (or a previous year) of how well the band played. Specifically the marching band. Before I knew it, I was on the field with the old band. I wasn't playing, just standing out there. Immediately in front of me was Jacob D trying to prevent me from getting off the field. I set down my laptop, then manage to get off the field. Andrew P picks it up and brings it to me. I begin to start wandering around the field, looking for something, whatever. I drop off my laptop and some other electronics by a fence and enter a small room. Karla L is sitting in there. We begin playing some video on a projector outside of the room and onto some wall. We're warned that it's disrupting the performance and the judges, but we don't really do anything about it. Eventually, one of the OWU Public Safety officers appears. He looks like a cross between that one everybody knows and hates and the balding-mustached man from Tim and Eric. He takes my stuff and I run up to get them back. Eventually I steal them and start running. This is when I realize that I was at Selby Stadium on campus and begin to run towards the residential side. I get near Merrick, and two kids start following me. I'm running at a strangely reasonable pace, given the fact that running in dreams is almost always impossible. I'm still running, one of the kids gives up, but one sticks with me. I don't know why he's following me, what he wants, what he was saying, or how he was keeping up. It was very weird. Eventually I lose him and I emerge from the strangely wooded area by Sandusky street. The other end is not the Jaywalk, but is instead commercial business shops. On the building is a large figure with an opening on the front. I begin to walk across and a guy pops out on the roof with a hunting rifle. In my head, I has characterized him as being "The Lone Survivor," a non-human being that remains perched on the roof with the power of deciding who stays alive and who dies. I kinda wave at him, as I feel we have some respect towards each other. He lets me walk across. I swear, at that point, I had either seen him earlier in that dream or in another dream. I have no idea. I make it across, then turn. There's a girl there. I wonder what the Survivor will do. He puts down his rifle and picks up a shotgun and shoots a zombie a bit of a ways away from her. I help across. The girl and I get acquainted, and we enter the empty house of Alpha Sig that was right there for whatever reason and did not at all have the structure of the actual building.
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I woke up sweating from all the running in that dream.


Dream 2: This is another dream with plenty of time with my mom's old house where I used to live. I think we were cleaning it out, or something. At some point, I was in a basement, an elaborate looking one, staring at a safe. Two other people are there wondering what's inside. Somehow, I know the combination and it opens. Inside is just old food. The only thing I remember are old bags of baby carrots. They're still cold and I think to myself, "There's no way carrots get too old to eat." I grab the bag and am disappointed with how soft they are. I throw the bag at the person to my right. Later, I'm outside with my sisters, Abi C and Rachel C. We're mowing the lawn and trying to get rid of the grass. There are two vacuum cleaners and I begin sucking up grass.
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Still outside, I now stand with my CS professor. He's talking about some sort of project, a race, or something. I go inside to start the race. It looks futuristic in there. I lock eyes with the person I'm to race, and Ace of Spades begins to play. I think to myself, "I should try to learn this on guitar." Anyways, the race begins, and we're dropped down two separate elevators. Eventually, I take some zipline thing and burst out a window or something and find my opponent outside sitting on a tank. In the backyard of where I used to live. I claim they cheated somehow, and the tank wasn't even fully rendered, like the top was still wire frames. Then it turns out my opponent was a girl, and we discuss that we were in a class together. When I was in symphonic wind ensemble freshman year, she played 5th chair piccolo, which is terrifying to think about.
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I walk down to an area with a bunch of stores in town. I'm looking at shirts and find one that had a clock on it, except the clock only had a 12, and a small, straight line for 3, 6, and 9. Then I think to myself that I should put my shirt back on. So I do. I walk towards the exit of the store and bump into Shane G and Whitney W who were dressed for winter, which is weird because I was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt. In the foyer/alcove thing of the store, I show them some video or something. It's of Smash, where Luigi wins the round, but the final standings Luigi-taunt showed a big hat with eyes on it. It wasn't even green! I switch the channel to find a better version of it, but that just ruins it. Eventually, it becomes some sort of reimagining of Mario in Minecraft, which I guess was made for me by my friends. I hop in a minecart and ride around. Eventually, all sorts of strange mobs appear, and Matt C, Tylar R, and Jacob D (again) show up to tell me what went wrong. I try to enter a level, but it just doesn't work.

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I thought I had something to say about the state of these dreams, but I really don't. I'm just in it for the ride.

night of 02/26/15

Dream 1: First dream was another dream, except I think there was no pretext that it was at the house. Rather, it was in some sort of inn or hotel, possibly the hallway of the Oberlin Inn that's no longer there anymore. I was going from door to door seeing what was going on. One room had Nick F doing something, though  can't remember what. I think he was just in there and started following me for a short while. John P was also somewhere and started following me as well. John was also dressed like a dick. And he was like six inches shorter than I was. So, he was kind of short and literally had, like a dick costume with a head sticking out above his head. Pretty funny.

Dream 2: I was in line with a bunch of people, Rob E, Scott W, Patrick Z, and Greg S. In this universe, we all had strange head-pieces or something. We were in line to get them replaced for other ones. The only explanation I had was that these were obsolete, the had to be put over our heads and screwed into place. The new ones we were getting were placed on the head and pushed down until it snapped into place. I don't remember what it like, maybe some red dragon thing? Scott and I stood outside discussing what we thought about them. I don't remember anything said. We four begin to walk home, which is to the house I used to live in. Rob and I get ahead of the other two, and I begin to take a shortcut I always took. It began to rain while doing so, and I eventually just lost Rob, which is silly given how short of a distance we went. Approaching my house still, still running, I saw Rowan H. We high-fived. I enter the house and look down on the floor. In this universe, my mom was a professor and we were seeing our test scores for something. I had the lowest score with a 67. Other people in the class were my two sisters and my step-dad. I was kind of upset.

Night of 02/25/15

Dream 1: The first dream I had was just an insane party. I know structurally it wasn't in the house, but I think dream me totally believed it was in the house. The place was very extravagant, kinda dimly lit, had a lot of glass structures, ledges, barriers, and a lot of water areas. Like some kind of high class club or something. I remember seeing Pat T, Bryson T, and Austin D, with a guitar. Everyone was totally obliterated. There was a loooot of alcohol at this party, though I think the only stuff I actually saw were in people's hands. With the level of intoxication people were at, I could only infer. There were also two people who were twin-stripper-prostitutes. Everybody was having a good time.
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At some point, everybody cleared out, and it turns out the area was my old house. It was trashed. I think before I realized how disgusting the room was, I turned on a ps4 to play Call of Duty. I was doing really well until I yanked on a cord and the whole system fell of the chair it was resting on and onto the floor. I picked it up and set it down to notice that the top was loose and soft. It stopped looking like a ps4 and more like a duffle bag made from wrestling matts. I opened the top and noticed rock band paraphernalia. Then, Bryce U walks in wearing what he was wearing for scholarship dinner. He commented on how the room looked like shit. Then he left. I started picking things up, but none of it was party trash. There were dirty clothes strewn about, there were plastic grocery bags everywhere. It just looked like a messy bedroom. I started picking things up and putting them away.

Dream 2: I remember starting a game of League, but I was actually continuing one that had already started. For some reason I was Miss Fortune. I wasn't doing poorly, nor was I doing well. Somehow it transitioned from that to... Well... Okay, I don't remember specifics, but I remember:

• jumping around the city like a superhero
• Eric, the SIO intern having me smoke weed in the weirdest ways
• a cat from the internet being the guest on a late night talk show.

From there, maybe another dream, or somehow, I was walking to get picked up by my sister, Rachel C, and her boyfriend, who was not actually who her current boyfriend is. And I didn't actually see him. They eventually pulled into a parking lot and I climbed into the backseat. Also in the backseat was Kaden V T. He claimed controlling the radio and plugged in his phone/tablet. He showed me what he was gonna play, and it was a weird Fall Out Boy thing. Like, it said "Dance, Dance," which I would have been totally fine with, but it was some dumb remix. And the album cover looked like a soccer team picture with a bunch of people lined up on bleachers or something. He was trying to convince me it was some sort of reunion, but I wasn't sold.

Night of 02/24/15

WOW were last night's dreams zany.

Dream 1: Don't ask me how I got here, but I was with a large group of people and I arrived at a house. This house was apparently so big that the first thing that we decided to do was play a game of indoor football. Like, American football. There was a room in this house big enough for that. And pads and equipment. So we did. And it was the dumbest thing ever. Like, I guess I was set to watch the wide receiver or something, but for whatever reason, I decided I shouldn't be the farthest to the side. What happened was the play started and the guy next to me started blocking me, preventing me from getting to the guy running. Didn't matter. The other team was balls stupid. Most of the dream we had the ball, but there was a time where we kicked it off to them, which just a punt for whatever reason, and they fumbled it around. I was the person to finally dive on it. Even when I did, nobody touched me, so I just got up and kept running. I guess our team was really stupid. Some of our kickoffs, which were also punts went about 10 yards forward and 30 yards to the left. They did a kickoff and one of our players grabbed it and just threw it against the wall behind our endzone. I have no idea what he was going for. It all culminated in one final drive. SOMEHOW, it got to 4th and 1. I have no idea where we were in terms of yardline, but we were against a wall. Like, if we were to go one yard, we would have run straight into a wall. It actually felt like my sister's bedroom; I felt like there was a loft ahead of me and the only way to run would be to the right where here closet was. I guess it was an opening. I get the ball and run, jump, totally make it a yard, but it doesn't count or something, so we all stop. I should say Patrick Z and Greg S were on my team for that final charge. Not sure who else was there. I think Connor G did one of those pathetic punt kickoffs.
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The game ended, and I walked up to some girl. Don't know why, but she was scared and was calling her mom to pick her up and go home. I don't know if I encouraged her to go, told her she should stay or what, but eventually she left. THEN the dream took a crazy turn. It started focusing on these graves where supernatural babies died or something. Along with the date of birth and death, there was another series of numbers. All of them were constantly changing. I think each one lead into some sort of tomb that people were supposed to go into and kill stuff. I have NO idea what that was all about.
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THEN, same dream, I recap what happened to Robert E, and maybe someone else, I don't remember. But my recap contained really well drawn cartoon descriptions of the football court. Then, it started to have Calvin, from Calvin and Hobbes, dressed as Stupendous Man flying through a staircase and through a layer of drywall. He breaks into the room on the other side, and, as a way to look natural, starts describing this person's sandwich that they're eating. Turns out it was two identical sandwiches stacked on top of each other.

Dream 2: I was in a Zaring class with 5 other people. I think I hated most of them because they were stupid, but I was sat a table with Rob. I was happy because I knew I wouldn't be dicked if picked for some sort of group work. Zaring hands out this test with about 45 minutes left for class. I don't know if he expected us to finish it or what, but I had absolutely NO idea what any of it was. In that time, I managed to bullshit my way through the first page. I handed it back asking if he expected us to be able to complete it. I don't think so. I left, and walked into my middle school auditorium, which was right there. I THINK I remember seeing a bunch of middle schoolers with guitars, then think to myself, "Shit, where's mine?" I turn around and walk into the nearest classroom. Inside, there are like 50 guitars on guitar stands, all facing away. I try to find one that shaped mine, but none were, they were all very strangely shaped. I step outside through a different doorway. McKenna B is out there asking about something, probably that thing for her little. I'm too preoccupied with the location of my guitar and just keep walking around. She follows me. As I'm about to enter into the same classroom through a different door, Calvin L appears, probably saying something, though the purpose of his presence is thoroughly unknown. I walk in again and see a kid about to walk out with mine when I shout at them to stop. I get it back and see Calvin again, standing at a different door again asking to be let in, saying he can only enter through that door, even though a foot to his right around the corner was another door perfectly wide open.
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I think I leave here with Louis H and we get in a car to go somewhere but I honestly don't remember. I remember Louis being in my dream, but that's about it.

And to think I was worried about losing my ability to have crazy dreams!

Night of 02/23/15

Weird and short

Dream 1: I remember being in some sort of factory setting. I was told to kill all of the monsters in it. I was equipped with some sort of gun that was barely effective. I killed all the base regular ones, with some difficulty. Theeeen, a large amount of larger ones that spit poison or slow me down or something. I was not at all equipped to deal with them. And they killed me. Or something.
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Don't know if it was the same dream, but I was running around trying to show somebody Persona 5. Or I was trying to buy it. Or something. Didn't ever actually find it though. In my dream, it was two days to release.

Dream 2: I wake up and go to the bathroom. Sit down on the toilet and notice that it's higher than normal. Then it rises. Water shoots out from under and I notice that the water is suspending the toilet and myself in the air. I drop to the floor, wrap my arms around it, and try to pull it down to the ground. Eventually, I lose control, and the toilet is flung into the air a bit. I fear it'll smash on hitting the ground. It lands, I hear a smashing sound, but only chains fall from it; the toilet's still perfectly intact. I say chains, but it was just, like, metal hooks, something of the sort. Then I look around. The bathroom is not anymore, it is a large empty room. There are mattresses spread out all over the place. People are moving curtains and false walls in order to recreate the layout of the bathroom, but nothing's right. A ver dimly lit room with mattresses dropped in strangely ordered arr

Night of 02/22/2015

I fear that I've now set up this standard that I have to keep. The day I forget any dreams I had, oh boy, there goes all my credibility! Last night was a bit fuzzy.

Dream 1: This one's really rough. I remember being on some sort of mission with Jacob D. We were in a large building, there was an elevator, then we were in a village, then we were in an apartment or a dormitory. I let him walk a bit ahead, and I found a friend that I don't remember who. I told her that the mission was actually for me to kill Jacob, he was my target. I thought I had whispered it quietly enough for him not to hear, but maybe not. We walk into a room, and I think I pick up or pull out a knife. He knows, and I think he tries to kill me. Ultimately nobody's killed, or even injured, and I wake up.

Dream 2: A little bit less rough, but nonetheless a bit fucked up. I was outside the middle school I had attended cutting the grass with blades on my shoes. Like, small blades sticking out of my shoes. One fell out and I couldn't figure out how to stick it back in without it being vertical. It started raining pretty heavily, and I thought to myself, "I would continue doing this if I wasn't in prison." Like, I think I enjoyed it a bit, but because I was doing it for some other reason, I decided no, I'm done. I went inside to some room, some bedroom. Patrick Z and Greg S were in there. There was a bed, and on the bed were, like, ribs, or barbecue chicken or something. They were eating some, or at least there were some bones. I said to them the exact quote from Carl Weathers in Arrested Development, which I'll probably get incorrectly here, "There's still some meat on that bone! Toss that in some water, boil it, you got yourself a stew goin!" I look back on the bed and there's just barbecue sauce all over the sheets. I put another blanket on that almost covers it.

Yeah, dreams were a bit skimpy last night. But on a side note, very shortly after I fell asleep, I inhaled saliva and was forcefully awoken in a terrible coughing fit. Didn't wake up my roommate, though.

Night of 02/21/15

Dream 1: I remember a lot of things happening before I remember a continuous dream, so lemme drop some bulletpoints:

• Being a rat and having a couple others follow me through a city
• Hanging from a doorframe
• A video game competition, I think I was supposed to participate in 5 games. I only saw two, League of Legends, and what they called World of Warcraft but looked more like Dynasty Warriors or something
• Being in an Achievement Hunter Minecraft Let's Play

And then I was walking. I don't know for what reason, but I was walking for what I thought was for an incredibly long time, what would have been an hour or two. I walked from my house down the street for miles. I say it felt like forever, but it really only the length of the Kanye West song "Runaway," and maybe one other song. Which is like 10 minutes. And it started raining near the end. I don't know where I was going, but I ended up in this strange restaurant by the side of a highway. I went into the bathroom and into the stall. I don't actually know if I had to use it, but I changed clothes, as I had a spare in my backpack, and then I got a call from my dad. Rachel C was trying to find the place I was at. I was happy because that meant I could get a ride home, or away from here. I eventually managed to tell her where I was by checking an app that showed our locations. Still in the stall, the one next to me opened up and there was a guy with a mentally handicapped friend he was helping. We had talked earlier in the dream, no I don't know where or how, but here we were glad to see each other were doing all right. I then left and was about to leave the bathroom, and I remember being kind of eager to get out as I figure Rachel had been waiting out there for some time, but there were a couple guys by the door. I think I was friends with one and was making jokes with one. I pulled out a vhs from the shelf laughing at it's existence. It had a really long title and I only read it for a bit before I got bored of it. It was "Tim Allen's Super Amazing Spectacular..." and the title continued to be 4 times that. I left and walked out into the restaurant, found my sister sitting with some of her friends. They discuss that this restaurant is part of a chain, which surprised me, given how shitty the restaurant looked.

Dream 2: Heh, this one is a bit awkward, but I'll write it out in my attempt to be totally transparent and honest in this. But if you don't want to read a play-by-play about dream-sex then you might not be interested in it. And no, I didn't recognize who it was with.

Starts off in Rowan H's room with the individual I was to romance, McKenna B, and Sarah L. It wasn't actually her room, it was bigger, had 3 beds, and was cleaner. Anyways, I discovered the individual and I had mutual affections for each other and moved towards pushing other people out of the room. But not really, I guess because the first thing I did was pull out my wallet and show people an older ID I had. I showed it to the individual, to McKenna, and though they laughed, they agreed it was better than my current IDs. People started shuffling out, and Sarah, knowing what was about to happen, slowly moved on out, taking random things with her, discussing other things. Eventually the room was to ourselves, to which we used accordingly. Firstly the individual had overalls on, which hopefully one person reading this will appreciate. It continued for a short time until I looked up and noticed some guy was on the other bed, on his laptop or something. Then I noticed one of the doors to the room was open. I stopped, asked the individual about it, we were confused, had no idea. The Julia S walked in through the other door, dropped her stuff at the other bed, saw us, and became either disgusted or disappointed in me.

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So, yeeaah. As always, there were parts I left out due to how little I remember about them, and, uhhh, yeeeaah, I'm sorry for my dreams. And I'm sorry to Andrew and Bryson for not being in my dreams.

night of 02/19/15

Last night was an interesting one. Thought that's kind of a stupid way to start your daily dream recap. Mostly just because of the fuzziness and how unclear I am about a lot. Whatever.

Dream 1: Gotta be honest, don't remember too too much about this one. I remember going to my old high school for a (possible band) awards event. Mostly what I remember is everybody collectively deciding that we've been there long enough for it to be socially acceptable to leave. I leave and put on my coat, though it's my old coat. I search and eventually find my newer coat and head out to my car. I think I was looking at my phone, then trying to find my car, then I drop my phone in the snowy parking lot, have to stop a car so it doesn't run it over, pick it up, dry it off, get in my car. Not sure what kind of car it was, but I backed it up trying to get out of the lot and I went off the lot into the grass. Cars are always impossible to drive in dreams.

Dream 2: Started in a basement. Matt C was there. Maybe his mom was there. The basement was kinda gross. There was a bathtub and a christmas tree down there. It was christmas. For whatever reason, we started singing Sweet Caroline. And when I say we, they sang. I played this weird instrument that's a combination of a pipe, a recorder, and a bubble wand. Shortly after, either I went upstairs, or my sister, Rachel C came down to get me. We were celebrating in the festivities. We got my other sister, Abi C, and she showed me a gift that she made for me. It was one of those intense dubstep youtube things with flashy lights, quick jumps, fast zooms, etc. So this video was going on describing me, I guess, and at one point, I remember seeing a picture of the campus with text over it saying "Literally exceeding liberal arts." It then started flashing quotes of Bart Simpson with clips of Bart Simpson and then the dream just became the Simpsons, where I was Bart Simpson.

It's incredibly weird to think about, I was a 2D cartoon character interacting with things in a 3D world. I guess the premise was that I, Bart Simpson, was crazy smart and people wanted to figure out why and harness it. I, along with my family, was invited to this big mansion party. I went upstairs into this strange room. I think there was a scientist or something. It was a guy that wanted to steal the source of my intellect, my power. He came to the conclusion that my pants allowed me to manipulate time, and everything is working out successfully. He then started chasing me to get my pants. I run from room to room, and find one unlocked. I go in, lock the door behind me, and try and find another open one as he starts kicking down the door. Every doorknob I grab is locked, until I find one that opens up to the fire escape/balcony. I say balcony because there isn't one continuous staircase to the ground. From here, I switch from being Bart to watching him drop down the floors by grabbing the rails on the outside and dropping to the next one down. Somebody was commenting how things don't make sense, the door I got out on shouldn't have led to this side of the building. And the way he's dropping down, there's no way he's going to make that last drop, which is like 2-3 floors onto a balcony on the ground floor- and there he goes. I drops and lands straight on his back. But since it's a cartoon, he's fine. And then I'm him. I hop over the railing and start running towards the front of the mansion to meet my family. I tell them to start running and start the van we have and that we have to run. I turn and look and see the ground changing color in a sweeping motion that's catching up with me. In my mind, that was the effects of the time shifts catching up to me.

Ultimately, I don't actually know what happened, if we got away in time, if it caught up. It ended with us all at home, all us Simpsons in the Simpson home. I vowed never to use the pants again, that I was going to be normal now. Everyone agreed that would be the best. Then Lisa... did something that exposed her as using some supernatural power and she was temporarily half spider or yeti or something.

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WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

Night of 02/18/2015

Oh my god so many small parts of dreams keep popping into my mind and A. I don't remember where they fit in, B. I don't remember if they were from tonight. I'll do my best.

Dream 1: First dream of the night involved Calvin L and I trying to get into the house. Like, physically get inside the house. Yes, that was the majority of the dream. We started from what looked like the academic side of campus, but was totally different. I guess the way to get into the house was through some weird set of doors. I almost confused our door with another which would have led to a different fraternity. We continue through this dark, disgusting path while wearing suits for whatever reason. We make it to a bathroom. At this point I'm kind of lost and don't really know where to go. I know at some point a need to put in a number combination, but I don't know where AND I forgot it anyways. We take off a metal thing by a bathroom stall as well as the pipe above it, which caused it to leak out this black, oily, sludge. I think we were supposed to put in a combination to stop the oil flow so we could crawl through without getting messy. Didn't happen, and I ended up getting oil splotches all over my suit jacket. We start backtracking, only to find Shane G and Whitney W. I ask if they know how to get in and if they can fix my jacket.

Dream 2: This one I'm not sure about. I'm not sure how much slips into dream three, or even the structure of this one. From what I remember... I start in taking a test, one about history that just straight random facts. The dumbest test ever. I spend some time looking at my phone, possibly looking at answers, but it's entirely possible I was just looking at the structure of it on my phone. I know I had a test earlier that day that I didn't do too well on, and I don't feel to confident about this one. I turn it into the teacher, who happened to be an older woman I worked with. I look back down on my phone and scroll down more. I then think to myself that there was a handful of questions I just didn't see.
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Same dream, I think. I have no idea how I got here. Eventually, I was at a pick-up truck that was on its side and had an animal in a cage in the back. Some kind of owl or something. After a lot of time of people talking about it and other things, I took the bird out and started talking to it. I was young, or injured, or just not used to an open space, and couldn't really fly. Eventually I encouraged it enough that it could fly. And now that I think about it, it wasn't even an owl, it was a penguin. I remember I was shocked that penguins could fly and that all they needed was a push and encouragement. I don't know what that says.

Dream 3: This is another one where I'm not sure how split up this dream is. At some point I walk to this ice cream or yogurt store or something to find Billy K. From there, we walk around the town we are in. He asks if there are any other restaurants to go to, I'm not sure. I swear this is a different dream than before, but I mention that I did poorly on a test, possibly the test from the previous dream. I have no idea.
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I remember walking around this secluded area of a high-end town and finding my sister, Rachel C. We walk around a bit, then return to a hotel thing. In my head, this is a boss fight from Earthbound, but it entails us being chased by a large guy. Like, way bigger than us. I have a gun and every shot seems to do the same amount of little damage. We get to the roof, him still chasing us. We turn and double back to go down to the bottom. At the base, we see Greg S and Emily U standing in the lobby or whatever. She says that they've already done this. Soon after, we defeat it, though I don't remember doing so. We walk out and look at the movies showing at the theater, nothing we're interested in.

Dream 4: Short one. I was eating Rice Krispie cereal or fruity pebbles or something out of the container we keep the spoons and forks in at the house. I was outside University hall. Upon seeing someone I was trying to avoid, I turn around and head back to the building. I see Jackson H outside asking if I was gonna watch the film in there. Unsure what the movie's about, he describes it. I remember thinking it was interesting in the dream, but as I put it into text it's the dumbest thing ever. It involves somebody seeing a murder, or a death, then it itself causing a murder or death. And for whatever reason, the way I pictured it was an egg witnessing some death of sorts, then a bit later falling over. I walk inside to find a room that could fit around 20 people in front of a movie screen. Then I wake up.

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I can't even say these are getting crazier. I should just come to expect these by now.

Night of 02/17/15

Yes, this was necessary. Wanted to share what I remember, didn't want to make a massive post. I will be totally honest with who I saw in these dreams and what I remember happening. Proper names have been bolded.

Dream 1:
Imagine the academic side of campus, between the science center, Merrick, Elliot, and Phillips. Either that area was very small, or me and a group of guys were way bigger than in reality. Not sure if this was a recruitment event, or a brotherhood, or what, but me and group of guys I wasn't familiar with, led by Doc. Griffin the orchestra director, where gathered about. A massive wall or whiteboard or something was set up with stuff hanging from it. We were going to kick soccer balls and whatnot at the board to knock stuff off. Doc wrote lyrics to a song under each of them, don't remember the song, but there's no logic here so whatever. I don't know if we had actually started yet, but suddenly a housekeeper from where I work at home, that might have been like half spider or something, went up to the board and wiped everything off. Nobody said anything, we stood and watched as our event was wiped away. Later, I don't know how I got to this point, but I walked into a building and looked out. It looked like people were sleeping. Might have been my sisters. Not sure. Jessica S walked past the window and through a door. In the room I was in, there was a minifridge. I opened it up and a bowl of water spilled both in and out of the fridge. I tried to keep the water that was in inside while trying to deal with the spilt water. It wasn't happening.

Dream 2:
Just remembered this as I was typing, don't remember too much, but I remember, like, the silliest Max Payne game ever. He, which was me, had two guys that he was gonna take somewhere against there will, whatever. He walked out of the room they were in to get something and talk to his partner or whatever. When he left the room, he left all he had in the room, including his gun and, like, a lighter or his ID. The gun's the only important thing. He talks to his partner about whatever, then he gets some handcuffs. He walks back in and one of the guys took the gun and attempted to shoot him (me). Payne shoots his hand out so the pistol is barely facing away from himself, and the guy unloads the whole thing into a wall. Payne tries to handcuff him, then drops the cuffs. I'm pretty sure he told them to stop laughing at him or something and he knows he's making silly mistakes. He puts the handcuffs around one of each guys ankles chaining em together.

Dream 3:
I have no idea where this was, a small town in the spring or something. I also don't know what happened before, but my memory begins alongside Rob E walking towards a big gathering around an area enclosed by police tape in a public park. Patrick Z was in the tape looking outwards, like as a cop keeping people out. I dunno. Upon stopping, I notice Rob has a plastic bag out that he's dry heaving into. I look around and a bunch of other people have one as well. Trying to figure out what's making him so sick, I see a guy strapped in on a stretcher with a bit of vomit dribbling from his mouth. Immediately after, I instantly see Noah M, also within the police tape, coughing with another guy behind him. At first, I thought it was a demonstration on how to do the heimlich maneuver, except the guy doing it was so wrong and his arms were so misplaced. Eventually he got it and Noah was fine. Either days later or immediately after, I get a phone call that was from emergency services. They were trying to figure out where resources were dispatched from a case last week, and I'm unsure if it was the same one at the park. They just wanted to know where the place was based of a girl's description who phoned it in. The description was "there were a lot of flags hanging, and a penguin was dying." Or something like that, I remember flags and a penguin being important. The only place that comes to mind is Epcot, like Disneyworld Epcot, but I say I don't know. I'm then walking away with Whitney W. We walk and talk, then either she falls and I keep walking or she just walks away. I then get a phone call FROM HER saying that she's in a coma. This totally destroys me emotionally. I remain on the phone, making sure she's okay, and I walk through this house. I know I was in it earlier in the dream, and I had the key to walk through it. I know earlier I was invited by somebody, but I'm not sure who. Either way, the family is sitting in the front room and I walk through and out the front door, still in the phone. As I close the front door, it swings back open and the dad looks at me. He looks strangely like my old soccer coach. He says something about walking through, having a key to his house, not saying anything to them, or something, I don't know. I think I decided the combination of an older guy yelling at me and the emotional distress of a friend in a coma culminated to me deciding that I don't want to deal with any of it and I want to wake up. So I did.

At some point I returned the guy his house key, don't know if it was another dream or what.

Dream 4:
Short one, Stephen T and are in a book store. We're looking for a book I got partway through and stopped reading because it was so stupid. It was about a serpent dragon doing something, I don't remember. I look where I think it should be, don't find it. Someone working there asks if I need help and I mention the book. I think I also told her I thought it was dumb. She finds it for me, and I stand looking at it, thinking if I want to actually drop money on this thing.

Dream 5:
Started at my old home in Wellington. Winter. I walk out, look on the road, looking for the van I used to drive. See other ones similar, but I don't see my van. I pick up a bag of trash because apparently there were no trash cans or trash collectors. At the end of the street, they had installed the raising gates by railroad tracks or car parks. I continue walking around the block and meet up with Louis H and a couple other guys, though the identity of any of these people are still a bit fuzzy. They also have to throw out their trash. Someone says there's one around a building. We try to go around it, but there's a wall in the alley leaving a space for a leg and a shoulder to get through, but not much else. We go through the house WITH our bags of trash. They go ahead of me, and I'm told they went down some stairs that required some serious bending and contorting. Still with the bag of trash. We get downstairs hoping nobody's there to kick us out, but some adult woman, that looked a bit trashy, came out to shout about how everything sucks or something. And I just remembered, I don't know how any of this fits in, we were trying to get a large TV, a CRT or something, and I was worried she'd think we were stealing hers. Anyways, we tried to calm her down by pointing her to a super nintendo or something. She makes us play this game that was supposed to teach us the injustices of... Whatever. Obviously it didn't work too well because I forget it all. Ultimately I give up, I don't know where anyone else went OR the bags of trash went. I turn it off and wake up.

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As time goes on from these dreams, small details fade in and out, but they're not big enough to add in retroactively. It's not THAT important.