Dreamers Club (Like to share your dreams but no one will lis

Yeahh. Dreams are devoid of logic, reason and all other things that keep this world relatively normal. xD

Last night, I dreamt that the girl that liked me's (Or Ann, depending on who's blog you usually read.) dad showed me and Shad' his iPod, and said that his favorite song on it was one by the looney band that Shad' and I made up with Garageband (It's an Apple app.)

Then later, I was in a construction site place where they were building a house. I met Will, my sorta buddy from marching camp there, and asked him why he hadn't come to band, and he said that he told himself that he wasn't going to come if me and Zach (My other friend I met in marching camp) and possibly other people procrastinated a certain amount of times, and we did, so he didn't come. Random.

Shad', if you were to write a story about demons, I should hope that it were about demon hunters.

Psh, yeah, I'm not writing about good demons. Or demons at all, really; I made him a hot gargoyle. xD

Last night, I had a dream where the band was in concert. The alto saxophones were right in front of the flutes section, a common coincidence, and we were shaking hands. I shook her hand (The girl I like, of course) and she held onto it and started kissing it and stuff, and it was so weird! I asked her what that was all about, and she held up some flyer about some swing-dancing competition that she needed me to enter with her, 'cause her family in debt to some guy, so he was having a competition, and if they won, then the guy that they owed money to wouldn't make them pay.
So, she was coming to me for help, and it was like. . . wow.
Well, I told her that I'd have to get Shad' to teach me, but I'd do it.

That concludes the good part, I had to get my dress clothes on after that, and I went back home, but I got caught up in some journey, traveling with an old man down a dirt lane in the middle of a grassy field, and he went into a gas station to talk to someone inside, but I poured some gas on a cloth to wipe the windows of the station with, to clear up a practical joke I'd made on it before then, but another old man came up to me, and said I had to pay $3.00 for it, and another said I had to pay $3.50, and if you knew me, then you knew I never have any money on me. SO I started a fight, but the old men were young again, or something, then the old man had to break up our fight, by knocking out the other old men.

That was my very weird dream last night.

Wow, Gri... I thought Shad's dreams were weird... But yours... Well, they're just weird
Haha

I had a dream yesterday during my nap (Don't ask, I was exhausted) that me and my best friend went to go audition for a play. So we're standing there, waiting in line, and apparently we were talking really loud. One weird girl came up to my bff and told her she'd be perfect for "Pinkie."
So she took her away to get her part.
Haha, and I yelled: "Oh my gosh, Sam! You got a lead role!"
In the end, Pinkie was in fact a lead, but also a giant talking door she had to stand behind.... xD

Nice, Gri. xD I like the part where she was kissing your hand.

The thing is, my dreams generally make at least a bit more sense, even if they're weird.

Nice Lindsey. xD

I had like the randomest dream ever last night. I can't remember all the details, but it included

Me
A little kid
A mean girl
Shadz (I think it was you... XD)
A kid in my fencing class
My third grade teacher
A random security guard
A "pool lady" with an 18th century dress and something over her face

And... let's see, the little kid kept getting lost, the mean girl was teasing him, I had to pretend to be Shadz but didn't know her last name so I wrote "Stephanie Positive" (no idea XD), a car heater exploded at one point, and half the time it was narrated like a story, and the other half it looked like it was actually happening. XD

Stephanie Positive? xD Yeah right. I am so not positive.

That's really weird, though. I like it.

I really don't know where it came from. XD

Well, some people have been encouraging me to have a positive perspective on everything. Maybe you saw one of those posts, and it got implemented into your dream? xD

Speaking of stuff like that, a few nights ago, I wanted us to watch Blues Brothers. I was saying so jokingly since it's rated R, and of course mom said no. But then I had a dream about it, where we were all watching it on television, but it was about these two old men that looked like Pope Benedict XVI (seriously, they even wore these weird Popish robes) that got sent to jail. And they were supposed to get out eventually, and so they'd reform their lives by making a band. xP

Hmm... maybe. XD

Niiice. XD

Ooh, just remembered another detail. Okay, so I was kind of pretending to be the pool lady (the pool was one of those inflatable kiddie pools, BTW XD) and I had to be in the pool for some reason, so when we got back into the car I was freezing so I turned on the heater, and just as I was warm enough I was reaching for the dial and that's when it exploded. XD

Explosion? o.0

Uh huh. XD And I think I was the driver, too... Hmm...

Wow. xD You sure played a lot of roles.

Well, no. I was myself at that point. I just had to drive.

All I gotta do is drive!

- Tyson Ritter, Night Drive


Nice dreams, Ratty. I like the part where the heater explodes. You know, you should make up your own trailer for a movie about your dream.

In a world where poor girls are exploded by car heaters most everyday. . .

Did I tell you about the dream where two prisoners stole my pants? I wrote a writing piece about it for school.

Seriously? I wanna hear that one.

Blargh.I had the car dream again.
Heres how it goes...

I have a bunch of friends who try ansd convince me to drive the car,and somehow they do and I go.And since I'm only six in said dream I'm a surprisingly good driver.Anyway,I fall asleep,and when I wake up I'm in the mall complex around here,all my friends are gone,and recently there's this annoying blinky thingy telling me to go to wal-mart,of all places.Anyway,since I suck at directions,I never get there before I wake up.
S' weird.

Got's that right.

I had a really weird dream last night. My parents got divorced and my mom moved across town with me and my brother. And somehow we moved to Derek's street and I could see his house out my window. Then he came over and helped me paint my room. And that night, he was outside throwing pebbles at my window. It was strange.

Ooooh . . . painting your room?
(Sorry, I just read part of Angels in Pink: Kathleen's Story. xD And there's this suggestive conversation that isn't suggestive cus it's about paint, but they were hinting and stuff with it.)

Lol, yeah. He just randomly showed up while I was bringing paint cans to my room and he said, "Hey, I'll help." and then we were painting. xD (Um....okaaay....)

Yeah, don't read any Lurlene McDaniel books. xD The newer ones are horribly mature, and they just kinda suck period.