I just found this in my diary from last year.
September 2005
I guess this dream took place in 2010 or so, the library was "modern" (like a book store) but also old, run-down, and overflowing with unsorted books. It was snowing outside and I was glad to come in. I looked around in the Japan section, and next to the usual travel guides and history books there was a phone-book sized guide: "Hikikomori (Revised Edition)". I started flipping through it, it talked about how you should find your Hermes to set a good example for other otaku, and how Key fans had petitioned to build a statue commemorating Ayu in central Tokyo. The book was huge and overflowing with everything that had been written about otaku and hikikomori. I started reading from the first chapter...
Oh look, here's my old thread from General in the Google cache.
1 Name: Anonymous 2004-11-30 17:32 ID:nvaUjzEQ
Last night I dreamt that I was living near a lake.
Nevada-tan had got out of juvie, but her Japanese citizenship had been revoked.
She had been sold into slavery, and the mean landlord who owned the lake had put her in a cage just to show her off.
There was a racetrack around the lake being run by the landlord; I took it over and freed Nevada, and made her the judge of the race.
She was older, like 14 maybe, but she still had her Nevada sweatshirt, and she was very cute and sassy.
Some people might say I'm reading 4chan too much, but I'd love to dream of Nevada every night.
3 Name: 1 2004-12-01 15:04 ID:Dw3B31UA
I dreamt of Nevada-tan again last night.
I dreamt I was with my family in Japan at a high school soccer game. A Japanese girl recognized me from her American elementary school. She was only half-Japanese, and her father had donated ten million dollars to the Bush campaign.
I dreamt we went to a Disneyland which bordered Japan and Canada. (Dream logic.) My little brother was angry and broke one of the rides. We rode a creaky monorail to the Canada side. At the end of the monorail was a Canada-themed restaurant. The waiter there greeted us and said, "Hisashiburi", but we had brought no money to eat there.
It was raining, and the restaurant leaked. They collected the rain in buckets and cans.
While we drove home, we picked up a drenched hitchhiker. It was Nevada. She came home with us. As we walked up the steps to our house, she tripped and fell.
She went into the bathroom and stripped down. "Let me wash them," said my mom. "There's no blood!" said Nevada. "But didn't you trip and fall? Did it bleed a little?" asked my mom. "There's no blood!" cried Nevada, hysterical.
Suddenly, I was in the bathroom with her. I looked on the bathroom floor at the Nevada sweatshirt she had shed. Was there blood or wasn't there? Something invisible was wetting the shirt. Then it disappeared, and the shirt was clean and dry. Then it was both at the same time.
I woke up, and it was 7:00 AM. I was late for school.
In a hurry, I didn't remember my dream until first period.
Nevada-tan, how could I forget you? Is it true that you spilled blood again, or is it only a ghost of the past events that haunt you forever?
4 Name: Anonymous 2004-12-10 05:23 ID:wS01UGRg
your sick
5 Name: Anonymous 2004-12-11 18:57 ID:Heaven
I wish I would dream about nice things like Nevada-tan. Just right now, I had a crazy dream that was very unpleasant. There was some kind of bar in which the bartender spoke to another employee of the place. Then the employee foolishly mentioned something about ice cream over which the bartender flipped out and became very scared. Rightly so, because in the next second a giant, mad baboon was standing in the doorway.
He was mad because about something like the bartender having eaten his ice cream or some bullshit. Anyway, he preceeded to rape him, very violently. He intentionally did it so that it hurt the most. The baboon fucked him so forcefully, that he literally turned him inside out, the bartender screaming all the while.
The violence increased and increased until there weren't even bartender and baboon anymore but only body masses and piles of skin of which the one would force the other into all kinds of cruel, sadistic and torturous shapes, all with the means of rape, while it wasn't entirely too sure what the sexual part was and what the torture part was.
Then there was me, shocked by this, standing in a forest with my family and friends. We were all trees and looked like something out of Yoshi's island, very funky-weird and simplistically shaped. Everybody told me to accept it, that this was just another level of reality and that I couldn't overcome it without accepting it first.
Then I woke up. I didn't remember my dream at first, but I knew it was really scary to me and because I was curious, I closed my eyes and tried to get back to it, and thus I remembered. I wonder if me going back has anything to do with accepting this horrible reality.
6 Name: hk0!0khonVgaHI 04/12/13(Mon)22:21 ID:R4pp2NXf
I dreamt I had sex with Skuld.
That's it.
7 Name: Random Anonymous 05/01/04(Tue)14:28 ID:20o/bnBr
Hi, it's 1 again. I can't remember my New Year's dream, but last night I dreamt I went back to my old summer camp.
After being introduced to the shitty counselors, we went to lunch. The stupid cooks had made some delicious desserts but had covered them in ice as if they were soft drinks. I took a soggy brownie before it dissolved.
I found some of my old camp "friends" and sat down next to them. Suddenly they all broke out into a grotesque song, which I can't quite remember but went something like this:
Whenever I wake up, I see you, Jeeeesuuuus
Because I carved your name into my eyeballs
Oh, I love you Jeeeesuuus
I opened my heart up to you, Jeeesusss
And I opened up my intestines too
Oh, how I love you Jeeessuuuuus
I remembered the tune to this when I woke up, and I sang it all the way to school (it was pretty catchy), but now I've forgotten it. Oh, well.
8 Name: Random Anonymous 05/01/12(Wed)22:20 ID:Heaven [Del]
>>7 You have very disturbing and scary dreams, I myself do not have many dreams but next time I do I will post them!
These are a lot better than the usual dream-logs. Where people just vomit out a huge paragraph of boring text.
A few nigth ago i dreamt that i was in a town walking in a mall.
Then i walked out into a old industril town and there came some combines from Hl2 and walked besides me , i think i where on some sort of transportation think with wheels.
Then i took a rigth turn and came to a large dumpster with a old car and a strange blue little car.
Then a huge carrier or destoryer apeared in the air and the combine with murdoc from macgyver came running.
I got on the carrier that was now on the sea and climed up in a construction tower(the one that lifts stuff) and trew then driver out and got in.
Then i climed down and started trowing stuff at murdoc that was trying to get onboard the carrier and finally killed him with some TNT.
Then i went into the carrier and met some japanese nija types , and found some japanese books.
Then i sat down and ate bread and found a book in engrish that sayd that there where som aliens there.
Then the aliens that where like ghosts came but got eaten by large worms and then both turned into solid matter.
Then i walked to a door and saw a alien machine and the door got closed.
Anyone get this "WTF this is just a dream" in their dreams.
Next time i get that i will do everything i can possibly think about.
12:49 PM 3/26/2005
I was in some kind of Japanese airport with my dad, and it seemed like we were here to pick up a Japanese stuardess and then head out. There were 2 pilots, I don't think either was my dad, a navigator (probably my dad in this dream), and the stuardess or w/e who just happened to sit beside me in the cockpit.
We started to drive around town in a van, and it wasn't until we went up this big ramp to the sky that I realized it had turned into an airplane. Right before we went up the ramp, I saw our motel, and it was interesting because I recognized it from the dream at an earlier time. I figured it was the big type of airplane such as the Airbus, but when we started taking all these sharp turns, the Japanese stuardess was somewhat frightened, and everyone else was in disarray.
The pilots were swearing, and my dad was saying out orders/navigations who knows. We had as lot of close calls with death, and it was when the view zoomed out to 3rd person I saw we were in a fighter plane. We were dodging what the pilots were calling "fucking flies" - it was another airplane sent out by the airbase to test the pilots reactions by presenting emminent collision. It buzzed around and made all these erratic and impossible movements for an airplane, although it was shaped like one. The buzzing sounded just like a fly.
Long story short, we lived.
7:28 PM 4/2/2005
I had another airplane dream of some kind. I can only remember that it was odd. Is this a fear of airplanes; what does this recurrence mean?
2:10 PM 4/3/2005
Last night I was feverish and sick while dreaming, my dreams were especially clear.
I was in an amusement park that was shaped like the strip of a mall, in fact the entire thing may have been contained indoors. I was alone, and wandering around by myself through this park. I couldn't ride on any rides because I was sick. But I could however eat food.
In my dream, I visited many food vendors that were on the street. I ate my own hand-made sandwich, then I visited a Mr. Sub shop and ordered a meatball sub. I went with the flow and got them to put toppings on it other than cheese. But halfway through the process I told the teenage guy working there to remove the pickles, and then to remove the tomatoes. Yet through the overhead view I saw, he snuck individual tomatoes etc into my food.
I devoured the sub nonetheless, and then I remember saying to someone that "no matter how much I eat, I still am hungry" I think I had visited McDonald's earlier in the day too.
I then walked through someone's back yard and onto [CENSORED] Road. There was some nonsensical meandering around here, then I believe I went back to the amusement park.
2:55 PM 4/4/2005
Another weird dream, I'm still sick. Ninjas... Tons of them. The premise of the dream is unclear. Somehow, when a bunch of us gathered together, we could Mijin Gakure. With bubbles. Something weird like that. I kept waking up in the middle of the night and feeling my forehead, I supposed I did not want to go to school the next day. My crazy dreams somewhat related. There weren't real ninjas. There was some kind of fault line. A bunch of the ninjas lined up on the line, then my dreams became cloudy.
12:29 PM 4/7/2005
A jock called me fat today in my dream, although that is hardly true. I am the skinniest person IRL. I had like 4 layers of clothing on, it was a weird dream and very short. I showed him the layers...
I also once had a dream that I was masturbating this rubber chicken; a hot girl told me to apply it to your hair like hair-gel, "it's the hottest new fad!", so I did. It was very disturbing.
In another case, I had a dream that a friend whom I suspect might be gay was making out with another friend. In real life, someone ELSE mentionned that they had a similar dream involving the same people, out of jest, it seemed like too big of a co-incidence. Since he is a joker, I couldn't tell the group that I had this dream at the risk of looking gay. It was a truly cosmic moment.
I do not want to question my sexuality >.> lol
I keep having dreams about girls i hate, i wonder if thats a sign for something....dreams where, theyre nice to me. I think thats damn weird.
one dream i got married to this girl i know and we both lived alone together, and many hijinks ensued and such. im pretty sure thats a sign that i've been watching WAYYYYYYYYYY too much anime havent i lol
Everything turns light green and it feels good. I wake up.
I dreamt something and thought I should post it here.
Then I forgot it.
It´s a big race. First price is the black car. It´s really fast, but I´m right behind it. When we break for lunch I run as fast as I can and when the door to the restaurant is locked I kick it open. People tell me to calm down.
Last night I had a dream that I was doing something in a place near my old high school, but down the hill a few blocks. It was fairly dark outside and must have been 6 or so in the afternoon. The thing I was doing had just ended, so I had to go home.
I thought about calling someone to pick me up, but I only had my keys in my left pocket, and not my cell phone. It appeared I would have to walk home, as long a walk as that was. I knew if my parents were aware I was walking this far alone in the dark, they would say it was dangerous and disapprove, but I kind of laughed off the risk.
Walking home was apparently going to require a most unusual route. To start, I walked up the hill, away from home. Along the way I passed by a McDonald's and was disgusted that people would order such atrocious food. I was on the sidewalk next to the McDonald's, and someone came out the door holding food, so I had to move to the side to avoid hitting them. I was careful to avoid moving my head away from the sidewalk area, in fear that a car might strike me if I stuck it out too far.
Farther up the hill, there was a large parking lot spanning several stories. I turned right and entered a grassy wild area, with a stream and some rocks. It was now bright like daylight. I decided I would have to climb the mountain, so I went to the end of the stream where there was a waterfall, and began climbing up the rocks.
I thought again about the supposed dangerousness of this journey. Would it be in the news how I died a terrible death trying to climb Mt. Clarendon? No way, right?
At the top of the waterfall was a dense forest. It was rather dark in here despite being daylight outside, due to the unceasing shade. I saw three dogs ahead of me on the path. One was a small, cute harmless puppy. The other two were tall upright dog beings, looking almost human.
Afraid of being attacked by the dog beings, I stayed back, but I couldn't even retrace my steps without being seen. Eventually I stepped out and started walking past them. I wouldn't die, right? Right?
The dog beings were startled. "You!" one of them said. "But you're dead!"
I tried to ignore this remark and make a joke of it so it wouldn't scare me. "Yeah," I said, "I'm from the past so right now I'm dead! Ha ha! I'm dead! Wheee!"
Then I woke up, thoroughly shaken. It was about 5 in the morning.
I had a dream I ate a giant chocolate covered pretzel that was really really yummy. It was one of the best dreams ever.
I had a dream last night that I was swimming around in a lake when a bear appeared. I swam slowly away, trying to make grunting noises to scare the bear away. I think it might have been slowly swimming after me. Slowest chase scene ever~
A teacher once told me that a person usually has 3-5 dreams a night but only remembers 1 or 2.
I had this dream where I ended up watching the eighties TV series "V", except this one featured Jesus riding around in some sort of cool car with a big machine gun.
I woke up and remembered my awesome dream. Then I started thinking about gosu-rori vampires. 5 seconds later my dream was gone.
Such fleeting things.
I remember it a little. It had tentacle monsters which I tried to kill with a knife, and giraffes with heads on their necks.
I think I prefer the gothiloli vampires, personally. >_>
>>24
Don't be so "Koyy"! Ahahahaha. Hahahahahahaha.
I dreamed some woman was in my house and walked by as I was masturbating. Then she asked my mom about if I masturbated and she said yes. Oh dear.
>>26
Oy.
Okay. I first dreamed that I was Pat Morita. o_o And I was going to meet the Pope... but not Darth Benedict that we have now. He was really old and in the hospital, and he had sheet music taped to the wall next to his bed - he could hear the music just by reading the notes. Then he died.
Next, I was in a casino, losing money playing blackjack with a dealer who looked like Jerry Garcia. The casino was haunted, and as you wandered around you would see pieces of the different ghosts' stories. I was hungry.
i've been having a reoccuring dream of dropping stuff and breaking them in a million pieces
I dreamt that I was Mario and Bowser was ominously on the verge of molesting me
>>31
lol
heh, I just had a weird dream earlier.
I was the commander of an Archangel class ship (it might have been the Archangel) and we were in the middle of space. Our main objective was to take down an enemy's assault ship, that for some odd reason we were currently in the middle of a ceasefire with.
I came up with the idea to send out two of our pilots in mobile suits, with a giant explosive device (about as big as both mobile suits put together) to go around the enemy's ship without being detected and position themselves so that then, once the ceasefire was over, on my command they could attack from behind, with my ship and the rest of the pilots attacking from the front.
I then also decided to send out one of my best pilots in our best mobile suit to distract the enemy by just standing in front of their ship. That way, the enemy would be too busy watching them, and also they could attack from that position once the ceasefire was over.
For some reason, I then had to leave to attend a meeting on earth. I took a while trying to figure out which mobile suit to take (I had sent out all of the good ones, and was only left with captured Zeon/Titan mobile suits and GMs. I thought the GMs sucked, so I didn't want to take one of those... and I thought friendly forces might mistake me for an enemy if I took out one of the Zeon ones...) until I decided on a relatively good, abnormally light blue painted Zeon/Titan mobile suit... although I can't remember which model it was.
After taking off in it I had two thoughts.
and 2. Because of sparse Minovsky particles in our current location, if I tried to contact my crew by radio the enemy would probably pick it up. How can I tell them when to commence the attack?
So anyway, I land on earth and once the meeting is over, it's about time for them to attack. I try to figure out some way to tell them to start, but can't think of anything... until I come up with the idea to sing it out on TV, and hope they interpret my message.
So I start singing various songs on live TV with lyrics like "The time is now, go go go!" but my crew are too stupid to get the meaning behind it... after few songs I think "screw it, we'll probably win anyway" and practically just yell outloud "Start the attack!"
They finally figure it out, and start... and that was the end.
I woke up in the middle of the night with the intro to "Ace of Base - Waiting for magic" stuck in my head and I didn´t remember what I had dreamt, but I knew I had dreamt about Sofie.
Then I masturbated and fell asleep, again.
When I was a young child, like 8 or so, I had a dream where I walked through a tunnel of orange slime and emerged in an alternate world where things were dark and orange. It was just like the real world, here in this alternate world, except no one was there. I went to my house, but it was mostly empty. After being scared for awhile and some things I don't remember, I found the orange tunnel again and walked back out, eager to get back to the real world. I also remember eating a peanut just before I went through the tunnel so I wouldn't get too hot.
After leaving the alternate world, I was very happy to be back in the real world. Then I saw a sign advertising the "Nickelodeon" TV station, with its orange slime-ish logo, and that freaked me out because I was like, oh no, orange slime, that means it's not over yet! Maybe I am still in the alternate world or something! Then I woke up.
I had a dream where I had to buy a girl a smoothie instead of watching/particpating with my friends beat the crap out of each other.
I had a dream where I was in a hotel, having sex with a loli. But I was always in fear that one of my parents would walk in. It was a great dream; I think it might have topped the dreams in which I'm dying as the best I've ever had.
The best dreams I ever have are the ones where I realize I am dreaming (Lucid dreaming). It's great to have full control over your mind. >>37
I would love to have a dream like that during one of those nights.
Our boat sank. Me and my dad had to swim to shore.
I dreamt that I got banned from a registration-only Internet forum. Then I cried about it.
Dreams are so unrealistic.
Last night I dreamt that I was Satan, and I took over the mind of a loli and forced her to pee on the ground. Mmm.
I dreamt that the RIAA was taking a lot of flak for discrimination, as they had sued a fat person who weighed more than ONE MEGABYTE.
It made perfect sense at the time...
I dreamed that I was once again young (11-12), and that upon starting the new year, Nanoha(?!) was in my homeroom class. I was entranced, and wanted to sit next to her, but as I went to sit down, she got up and changed seats to sit next to someone else she knew. :(
I had a dream that involved zombie porn and knowing the mother of Sadako from Ring. Somewhere in the middle of it I halfway woke up, but wanted to finish the dream and willed myself back to sleep to finish it.
I think it involved incest as well, but I really can't remember at all.
I write down my dreams. Not as frequently as I would like. But I do it occasionally. After a while, I look back on my notebook (like right now) and seriously have difficulty remembering ever dreaming/writing a lot of this.
I must say this thread has valuable lol material.
Now for some of mine:
Two classmates from my old college, A and S, stayed over at my house. They kicked me out of my own damn room. They were lovers. They are not gay in real life, to my knowledge.
An Italian-American gangster walked into our house through the front door. He intended to rob us and he had a gun. I tried to grab the weapon and that just got him angry. I said it was just a joke and he calmed down. He demanded we give him fifteen items of software. Me and my sister went upstairs to find some stuff for him. I threw two inflatable hammers at him and muttered "hammertime". He smiled.
I still remember the dream in >>1. That was such an awesome dream, to come into a library with wooden shelves and big windows on a snowy day and find a book like that. It was a huge book, really like a phone book but full of otaku anecdotes from front to back. I should write that book.
I was chopping headcrab zombies in half with my gravity gun and saw blades, and fucking the freshly bisected unundead corpses.
I really don't 'like' zombies or corpses in real life. Really ;-;
This past year, I've remembered four dreams where I make out with other guys, and three or maybe less dreams that didn't have to do with making out with guys.
I'm not gay D^=
hah i never remember my dreams
Last night I dreamt that I had a Nintendo Wii and my step-dad was beating me up.
i dreamt some weird stuff. i dunno. i think there was a changing room and some symbolism.
I had a dream that was about a man who was in a gang. He found out after some time, that his late father was in the gang opposing his own. Then he found out that his wife was robot, and later he found out that he was an alien. And the dream went by in my head like a movie, and when it showed the man's true form, his head was big, foot ball shaped (like arnold), green, and when he moved it looked like clay-mation.
I dreamt I had just opened an IKEA store of mine, and suddenly this girl I've known for years comes to me and kisses me in the mouth.
And now I came to realize I do actually like her. FUCK YOU UNCONSCIOUS. FUCK YOU FREUD.
I dreamt that was playing a basketball game against the best school in the state. The first half we were losing but second half I lead the team back for a victory. Later I met this girl I use to have crush on but she moved away a few years ago. She was all over me but her jealous friend didn't like that and wanted to fight me for her. I told him that I don't deserve to have her and he doesn't deserve to have him too. So I left and I never looked back and he joins the army.
I dreamt that I woke up in a hospital after being unconscious for 7 days. I never found out what resulted in me being unconscious for 7 days, though, because the doctor I was talking to left the room for some reason.
Last night I dreamt that all the tuna in my cupboard had turned into kippers.
I fucking hate kippers.
I had a dream that i was in my old middle school. I had a master plan to commit a crime which the whole time I believed to be flawless.
I took every one in the class for hostage with an AK47, dressed up all the younger ones same clothing as my self ( khaki military uniform ) and gave them a toy AK47 with brown paper bags with happy faces on them and I wore one my self. Then I had the elderly on one corner (elderly in classroom? WTF) . I demanded a helicopter, but I had planned another escape route in my head and it was just a cover-up. Then as every thing was going flawless, I smiled in victory on how perfect my plan was as everything was going PERFECTLY.
1 second all went black
I saw back of my head in a sniper scope, then i saw the guy with a scoped gun ad a 100 M distance over a building.
1 second, again all goes black
I turne around and see that i had totaly forgot the windows. I think how stupid I am, one of the windows break and I die.
Last night I woke from a dream and decided that I did not want to remember it. I attempted to forget. I failed. Or maybe I succeeded a bit. I still remember the bit about... argh. I shall not type it out. It involved incest. FUCK YOU FREUD ;_;
I had as team that we were playing some weird sort of tag game, in which one of us got a card or something (I was the one) with a number written on it that we couldn't let the bad guy know, and also he couldn't find out which of us had it, or else he could take if from us.
So we al went inside some tower, with the guy coming after us, and we split up. Luckily, he didn't assume that I was the one with it. Insted, he was going after some woman who was on my side.
I decided to save her, and to get the guy to go away while trying to give her the hint that he was the guy after us, I started making out with her. But it was in oe of those "play along with me" sort of ways.
I got excited and woke up about then. :(
I had a dream that I dropped my keyboard while I was on IRC, but when I grabbed it it somehow typed "lawl". Then I was amazed by this and explained to loads of people on IRC. I don't remember the rest.
...yeah. I am a loser. I normally have interesting dreams though, I swear.
I dreamed that in Australia, they played baseball... but instead of running to first when they hit the ball, they ran to 3rd... because, you know, they drive on the wrong side of the road, ahahaha :D
When I was a child, I dreamt that I killed my mom and poured a bucket of water on satan (I was in hell and was a child of a demon). I won't go onto the details though. Ugh.
i had a dream where i watched this retarded animated movie with dog characters, and at the end the main character died. then, for some reason, kin (from naruto) asked why he died.
then i'm in a tiny-looking room with benches and glass dinnerware.
i wake up and i'm like "what the hell was that?".
Last night I dreamt of shooting black, floating balloons with some laser weapon, which made them produce water. I was really thirsty and trying to drink the water. I woke up and went to get a drink.
I remember having a dream last night ... but I can't remember what it was.
I need to start keeping a dream journal to improve recollection.
Last night I dreamed I found a 100 million (or so) dollar bill from another country. But it turned out it was fake. What, I can't even get that lucky in my dreams?!
I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt I was accepted into the the University of Haruhi Suzumiya, alias "Haruko Suzumiya" although nobody believed that. The University was so cool that the dorms and classes were in a giant condo. I had a hotel-room key, but all the kids even from the high school laughed at me because it was only a L1 key two weeks into classes, whereas the other kids mostly had L6 and L8 keys that let them go to much cooler rooms. I felt like maybe I wasn't magic enough to go to this school, but I knew that I did have power because I had a spirit guide who came to assist me when I needed help. Unfortunately, this spirit guide was the Spirit of DQN, so when I asked him for textbooks because they were magic textbooks that I couldn't buy in stores and the other kids had already made their textbooks appear somehow, he gave me books... but they were all HOW TO VIPPER books. And the CDs he gave me when I wanted music were BEST OF DQN CDs. I didn't even try listening to them. I mean, the people at this school were so great that even the women in the nursing home could press the call button by accident and get something they needed.
The kids made fun of my L1 key because it meant I didn't know the true identity of Haruhi. I asked my spirit guide what it was, but instead of initiating me he pointed me to Wikipedia, where the spoilers said that Haruhi's real name was Jesus Christ (spelled in some weird line language that I could read). Finally, I had acquired all my books through illicit methods except for two. I was worrying that I would be found out and expelled from school for not having Haruhi powers. I went outside to Starbucks and asked my spirit guide again. I felt reality being altered, but he had just given me a Vipper book again. Why did he go to all that trouble to give me such a worthless book? But suddenly, I understood, and I knew exactly what to do: I had to give the book to a random person on the street, and they would have the exact books I needed. So I walked past a couple of strangers-- I didn't want to give it to a stranger because if it didn't work they'd be weirded out-- then I saw Carol, a real life friend from college, on the street and I gave her the HOW TO VIPPER book. She looked at me, surprised, and said, "Thanks, I've been looking for this forever, take this," and gave me the exact textbook I needed. I dashed back to the Starbucks and showed my friends. Behold! I knew my Haruhi power! And what's more, I didn't even need the weirdd books my guide was giving me-- I could just give people any old random thing that was useless to me and they would exchange it for something I badly needed.
And that's how I became a true student of Haruhi University.
I dreamt I got an offer as a 10 year old to visit India together with my friend (alone, no peeps). Was a bit worred but said "alright"
Then this stupidly annoying kid who used always to be very awkvard&silent(my cousin) shows up from nowhere and debunks the whole thing by setting the teacher giving me the offer on fire. wtf?
Later I get out of class and move around the corridor and just thought for some reason I maybe should visit the school basement boiler-room
Then suddenly it all turns to Unreal Tournament and I'm just standing there until someone blasts me from behind.
Some teammate comes over and fakes sadness over my death and tells me we should thread out of the basement and head over to the HQ and meet up with L.
Yes that L, alias Ryuuzaki from desu noto. I have no idea and suddenly gets put in jail until I figure I'm supposed to be Light. And then I remember my plan not quite working out just as planned, because I'm pretty stupid.
So then I die of starvation. Obviously L forgot all about me.
suddenly Santa lights up the pitch black darkness and asks me if I'm happy with the way I've lived my life, so I answer I wasn't in hopes of getting revived. but
I die once again by getting told to turn the gun on my head
Last night, I dreamt I was a character in a 2d RPG (similar to FF4). My character was some sort of resistance fighter, and was about to be captured. So I took off my space suit (?) and started to glow, because I was being poisoned by nuclear waste or something. I was rushed to the hospital where I had to find room 109, which is where the radioactive elements treatment room was. I had one of those IV drips on wheels to hold on to until I got there.
When I finally found room 109, it wasn't me with the poisoning anymore, but rather some random female about my age. I sat down on the bench outside room 109, where there were two older women; one about 30 and one in her 40s. The 40-year-old (sitting next to me on the bench) started talking to the other woman (sitting across from her) about how cute I was. Then she started hitting on me, and I woke up.
>>70 ... dude, you've been playing too many video games and visit here far too often. Take a break from surreality.
Too many people make shit up and post it in this thread.
I harikiri'd myself in a dream. I knew I wasn't actually going to damage myself, but I hesitated before sticking the sword in my belly. The blade effortlessly penetrated my flesh and came out the other side. I felt a slight stomach ache, and woke up.
I had this freaky dream where I got this voice mail on my cell phone from the future, and it was my own voice saying "shit! I almost forgot" and then screaming in horror. Then a few minutes later I was waiting for an elevator, and this girl reminded me that I had to be somewhere, so I said "shit! I almost forgot" and stared at this girl who was with me in disbelief. Just then the elevator opened up to an empty shaft, and as I backed away, something from the ground pulled me down the shaft, and I fell...
In a few moments I will have a nap and attempt to initiate a lucid dream. I'll post the results in a few hours.
>>80
Your ID is set to heaven when you sage a thread.
>>83
Oh right, thanks.
I had an LD last night :D It didn't last long... I was waking up and tried to stop it by looking around. That didn't really work. But yay first LD in about a month :D :D
Trying to draw attention to your post by replying to it under another identity?
Oh yes, if the topic of this thread is of any interest to you (and it probably is since you're reading this),
Have a look at this:
http://www.anonib.com/bookchan/index.php?t=55
I had a great dream last night, but I woke up suddenly with a nosebleed and don't remember all of it. During the part I do remember, I was riding down a road at night in the front seat of a school bus. There were lots of cats on the road, and I was pleading with the driver to make sure he didn't hit any of them. He told me not to worry, because he was a professional. We kept passing a cat with an eyepatch. It was really cute. THE END
Last night I was dreaming of arguing with a loads of cats about theism. The night before that I went to the playground of my old school and pissed in the bushes. In a dream again, that was.
My stupid idiot landlady wanted me to leave because i said I'd leave in 2 months.
Oh yeah, irl, she had asked for the light bulbs. I'm not kidding, the light bulbs... as I was moving in.
I once dreamed that I was with somebody in my house. I can't remember who it was, but I know it was a girl of about my age and height.
We where laughing, and I held her wrist firmly as I guided - probably dragged - her into the bathroom.
I was then in 3rd person view. I saw myself walking into the bathroom, which had yellowish lightbulbs, dragging the girl. I began to take my clothes off: brown pants, a green shirt I like, and threw them to my companion. She began to put them on. I remained only with my boxers, which were red.
The house was pitch black, but there was daylight outside. I rushed out of the bathroom with her, and we hugged tightly, feeling our bodies vibrate with laughter. We rolled on the floor many times, and I saw the black walls being flashed by brown and white stripes.
Then, I was needed, or at least felt like somebody was calling me. We stopped rolling and got up. I walked away, saying goodbye to her, letting loose the hard grip of our hands. I was sad, suddenly. I walked downstairs, still black. I saw in the living room 3 guys with blurred faces talking to each other, watching a little blue television screen under a yellow light. I went through a corridor. I then stood before a window, which let me see the surrounding vegetation, green, GREEN AND ALIVE, big trees and a brick well encased beneath the leaves. I was holding a yellow telephone, felt the hard plastic against my fragile hands. I was waiting for a call, somebody. The phone never rang.
I woke up, only after 2 hours of sleep.
>>90
So... what drugs did you take last night?
j/k, j/k
I had this dream about 5 years ago. it's a bit sick, so don't read it if your a bit weak to this kinda stuff.
I was walking the the ally that i grew up in holding a wood chopping ax. I turned back and saw my mother walking on the other side. Then suddenly my body wasn't in my control any more and I started chasing her as she ran away. I started shouting to her to get away cause I can't control my body. she screamed and ran until i caught up to her. I was in tears trying to stop my own hand when i hit her neck and blood sprang out. It was one terrible feeling at that moment. After i done that I was again in control of my own body. I fell to the ground and my tears mixed with blood as they streamed into the cracks in the streets asphalt.
When I was little I had a recurring dream. In the dream my school class went to the community pool (for some reason). I remember I was wearing yellow swim trunks in this dream. Anyway, sharks and alligators suddenly appeared in the pool, and people were getting chomped in half as they were struggling to get out. The water turned red, and I was stuck on this weird platform in the middle of the deep end. My teachers kept screaming at me to dive in and swim for the side to get out, but I was too scared. Usually I lost my balance and started to fall, and then woke up. I probably had this dream 50-100 times from when I was 8 years old until I was 12 or 13.
last night i had a dream where my hands were tied behind my back and some guy was hitting me with a golf club.
and when i woke up i wished i hadn't because my life just sucks that much right now.
I dreamed I was a rocket man
http://tiddlyurl.com/q85arf
I dreampt I was a rocket man
http://tiddlyurl.com/?q85arf
ahh annoyance for the double reply. Pls delete one
It's a strange dream to be a rocket man...