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...
101 get
holy shit, that was easy
i'm going to get 111
bump
bump
bump
bump
bump
bump
bump
bump
111 get
mods = fags
What the fuck man? This isn't 4chan, leave this crap there.
Last night, I fell asleep with a school book open in front of me that I was reading.
I then dreamt that I was reading a porno mag while jacking off with my hands under the cover. I then fell asleep (I think... either that or temporarily lost consciousness) with the porn mag still open, and while still jacking off.
Next thing I know, my older sister had come into my room to tell me something, and I was awake again. I panicked, and my mind first went to the fact that I was masturbating. However, I then realized that she would probably just think I normally had my arm under the covers, since she couldn't see anything. My mind then turned to the open porno mag.
She pointed at the magazine and said "So, this is the girl?" and I responded "yeah," without looking. I thought to myself (Ah, she saw it. Now what?)
She was then one her way out, and I looked at the magazine. Somehow, it was turned to a page that didn't have any nude models, and just had a girl in an ad, with text on the other side. I was both puzzled by how it was turned there and by her question.
I then yelled after her asking why she had came in in the first place, as I didn't hear it the first time she said it. She yelled back "Oh, I <inaudible> if I <inaudible> someone else would."
...I wonder what Freud would say about this.
I believe urges of incest is a NOT normal thing to have.
I was thinking about posting the Dickgirl sister copypasta in response to >>115, but Wiki-chan is down.
Ok...it's too long. By 12,948 characters it tells me. So...uh go read it yourself.
I had another dream lately. I just remember the ending of it.
I was in this court, like in a school, a playground of some sort, with people standing there. Most of them looked like teenagers, although a little bit older than me. They were fighting against some sort of being that created explosions on the other side of the court, smoke rose from the buildings. I couldn't make sense of what was happening because of all the people around me, I just could see guys throwing sticks and stuff at the "thing". Then this guy, older, tougher than me, grabbed hold of my body. He strongly held my torax and my legs and swung me around in circles. I could feel his hands almost tearing through my flesh, my guts screaming in pain. He let go of me and I flew away a few meters, then skid across the concrete floor. I stood up again, and saw only a bunch of girls and guys looking at the distance, like in a stance of readiness before an attack. The guy got me again, but grabbed my hand. He began to go in circles again, my feet rose from the ground. I put my other hand on his wrist. He let go. I flew, saw the girls and the guys about to start running towards the thing passing by me. I landed on the floor, but kept on going. I was going fast, my body got into a position in which a 90° angle was formed. My arms were open, lose from the speed. I saw the tiles forming the floor going past me, then patches of grass. WHAM!!!
I woke up, 6:17 AM.
I had a Long dream, and i am sure in part of it i found out what DQN really stands for, i don't remember now :/
seriously
i had a strange dream last night.
i was, for some reason, on a train which was thought to go back to my town. the train was about to start. i looked around and found that many pple from my cildhood were also on the train. actually we were together going back to our town.
the train started, and soon later, a girl tipped me off that on of the other girls loved me. i didnt love her, but it was good to hear someone loved me. sort of mixed feeling. confused but pleased.
and then, everybody was talking together. the topic was "love" and i said jokingly if i had known how to talk to girls better, i would held 2 or more girls in hand. for some reason, some of them, including the one who loved me, got so upset about what i said, and moved away from me but the pple who didnt get upset stayed with me.
but soon after, we realised we were on a wrong train, so we went back to the station where we started. on the way back, i told my friends i was just joking, and how stupid of the pple who left me to take my joke so seriously. i was so annoyed.
it seemed they felt sorry for me, but when we got back to the station, i found out that somebody told them what i said on the way back. i was so annoyed again, but i dicided not to worry too much about it.
by the way i and my friends changed trains and enjoyed talking about some stupid things. then i saw there was a different train from the window, and the annoying pple were on that train. yes. i took a wrong train again. i saw the girl who loved me was sitting alone, so i jumped over to the train from the window, and sat right next to her. i was still annoyed a bit, but i talked to her very gently to apologize. but she
didnt forgive me and said to that "it was sin to say such things. we have different religions, so u have to be careful of what u say. for some pple it can be so offensive".
i was so angry about what she had just said, so i said "what the fuck! i said i had been joking! watch ur fucking mouth, we have different religions..r u a comedian or something?"
then i woke up.
This thread needs a bump.
Also, recent dream of mine:
I was playing a game, which was also reality, where I was a prisoner in some sort of concentration camp. It was a tall grey-blue stone tower, and my fellow prisoners were teenagers like me. There were male uniformed Nazi Aryan ubermench guards roaming around. Eventually there were only 3 of us left... what happened to the others? I donno. I was there with a black girl and an Asian girl. I found a way to escape - a hole in the fence on the roof. They decided they didn't want to escape, and committed suicide. I escaped. ~HAPPY ENDING~
>>116
i think freud would say that everybody has these urges, but in normally developed individuals such urges are repressed and seen as incredibly dirty and wrong. so people who consciously have these urges are normal in the sense that everybody has that desire (even if they dont know it) but they are messed up in the head because they arent repressing that shit
>>123 No , it was ... how should I explain...: very shocking and somehow ancient!
Last night I dreamed I was a girl riding a bike naked, exposing myself and masturbating. At some point I got my penis back and spooged, in real life and in the dream. When I woke up I laughed.
2power7 get!
I think I dreamed I got a good GET last night! Among other things that would take longer to type.
I sometimes happen to dream the same thing or place on different days.
I dreamed, about a week ago, of something. I can't really remember what it was, but can only recall one part where I was following this girl on a desert. She climed this dune, which had a few plants growing on the upper part. I climbed afterwards.
When I got on the top of the dune, I saw a poisoned river, contaminated with green goo and plastics. It looked really sad, the water running from right to left carrying those depressing materials. I remember even seeing used condoms floating.
I looked at the trash flow by, and suddenly had a memory flashback: I had been there before! It was a blue, rich and happy river flowing peacefully across a desert, uniting the land with the wide blue yonder. I remember that in that old dream I saw people looking in the distance, with their feet in the water, as if waiting for something to happen or to come.
I sometimes think that my life was a waste, that I had very few good childhood memories. But I do have them, and many! It is my nihilistic and sad point of view in life that I often have that covers my memories like a blanket. I have a happy life, but I think it is rubbish because I just don't value it enough, and live in auto-pilot all day long.
And sometimes I wonder, was I really there, in my dreams, in my memories? Or was it just a byproduct of my strange mind?
Bump
This dream is really bizarre and I don't know what the point is, but here I am, posting it anyway:
In last night's dream, I was walking around a hill in some area near, but downhill from, downtown. More open spaces, bright, spring-y or summer-y (or fall-y, but not wintry); trees and stuff. Went into a community college, there was this girl who had a physical disability of some kind. In my mind she had had limbs amputated (I remember thinking that, "she's had limbs amputated" or such), but she did not really. I don't know what the actual problem was.
Anyway, I went into a shower stall in the back right corner of a bathroom (the entrance being in the front left), and was showering, when this girl came in and asked to use the shower. She had to for some reason. So I left the shower stall, and then realized it would be appropriate for me to leave the bathroom completely, so I did that, too, and was out in some kind of a carpeted room waiting. There was a loud crash and the whole building shook and I thought, oh no, they've crashed it into something -- the whole building had been moving apparently, like a cruise ship on land.
I thought, those idiots running this place, they crashed into something. And I worried if the girl would be okay, having been in the shower at the time, and having a physical disability. "Oops," came a voice, and it took a second before I realized that was someone on the college building's PA oopsing. [One announcement had previously been made, also inept and casual, in a part of the dream I forgot.] "We seem to have crashed," the announcement went on, something like that, blah blah. The girl came out of the bathroom looking unnerved, I guess she had a towel on or something, didn't really notice, and part of what she said was, "I can't have my arms amputated again." This didn't make sense -- she definitely did have arms, in actuality -- but the whole amputating of arms was just more or less symbolic, existing in words and thoughts. In other words, a future crash of this sort could be problematic.
This is a great thread.
When I was little I had a series of dreams (or at least I think it was a series) in which I was pursued by terrifying sumo wrestlers. They ambushed me in my back yard, and as I tried to run, they managed to out-manouver me and corner me on my block, one of them uphill, the other downhill. As One of them grabbed me in a crushing grip, a giant oscillating drill extended out of his inflated navel. I panicked and tried to escape and managed to wriggle out of his grasp. I ran down the length of the street, but the drill chased after me as the sumo wrestler laughed like a cartoon villain. The drill pierced the back of my shirt right before I woke up.
I had the perfect plan to rob a bank, every thing was done flawless and was all right. then I turned to see the sun outside the window when I remembered that I for got them all together.
-Black-
through a sniper scope I am watching my self, I pull the trigger
-I wake up-
I dreamt that I was doing some shady business, and the shopowner gave me change in "Mexican money" which was like real money except it was large, brightly colored, and signed by a bunch of jokesters pretending to be the "Secretary of Women's Rights" and so forth. Somehow I knew that this Mexican money was a substitute for real money, but only working-class people would accept it and I couldn't deposit it at a bank, so I asked my friend to make change. I forget what the rest of the dream was about but it involved a lot of traveling.
Girl bouncing on top of me in my bed, was only there enough to half know what was going on, couldn't move, frozen I guess. WHen she left she left her cell phone.
I dreamt that I was sitting comfortably in a warm, heavy, oversized throne, barely awake; my head resting on my hand like Joey Bishop. And my hair was silver and short but at times appeared a cold blue. And there was a young handsome man, who I believe was my son, holding a sceptre and speaking to a great many people about some sort of system. But as I looked closer at these people, I noticed they were very mechanical in nature, like animatronics without the skin layer. And their movements were jagged and harsh, and their voices were very synthesized and incomprehensible, like listening to transformers in German. And I looked at the back of my hand and noticed it was marked with a hexagon, and then noticed all of these machines were marked with a hexagon. It was as if I was watching myself and being myself simultaneously. I forgot the rest.
I dreamt that I was living in some weird kind of warehouse/garden house thing.
Then I recieved a phone call from a (cute) woman that I sort of know online and have "seen around" in real life.
I was sort of happy and wondering why she had called me when she started telling me why. However, as soon as she started, my mother came in and started yelling something embarassing.
I turned to ask my mother things like "who said you could come into my house?" and "Why are you yelling? I'm on the phone."
When I got back to the phone, she wasn't on anymore. :(
I dreamt I was working for Squeeks in a chip shop...
In my dream, I was looking for some information on Wikipedia, but I just saw a page saying Wikipedia was gone, like all the content had been lost in a crash. I thought, "But there were so many backups and mirrors! How could this happen?!" But all the Wikipedia clones and mirrors on the web displayed the same thing about the content being gone. I frantically tried to find a useful non-Wikipedia link in my search results, to get the information I needed, but I couldn't find any.
>>145
one time i had a dream where i found out that wikipedia had been gone for over a year and i hadn't noticed. that was a really good dream.
I don't remember much about it, but apparently there was this super-awesome hard-cover doujin that was going to be released(at an american con? lawl) , and I really wanted it bad... but something happened and I was forced to leave. I came back to my room late that night, and the guy I was staying with (who was no one I know) had fallen asleep with the prized doujin covering his face.
I only make make a nightmare every other decade, so yesterday when I dreamed the fucked up scene I'll post about, as soon as I woke up I knew the mental image would be burned forever in my mind. Basically, a woman underwent a surgery that made its whole body look like raw salmon. I have trouble remembering why, but I know there was a reason for this. Words alone won't convey just how fucked up it looked.
I had a strange dream last night. I had a dog (that looked very similar to a dog I had when I was younger). For some reason the dog was cursed and turned people into zombie-like things even though the dog wasn't undead itself. Then my couch was spawning zombies and they were crawling past me. One of the zombies was this girl I used to like. I tried to hold on to her but she told me to let go and she crawled off and faded out. (I think this was a dream within a dream but I'm not sure.) I decided to toss the dog out and another dog arrived to protect me from the cursed dog. But then for some reason the protector dog disappeared. The cursed dog was back in the house somehow. It turns out that the broomstick in the kitchen had this bacteria on it. The cursed dog would lick it and when it licked people they would turn into zombies (wtflol?). Skip a few scenes... and my sister became one and she was scary looking as hell. I ran outside and a car drove up. A stranger and my aunt showed up. The stranger got out the car and I got in and started to drive away.
I hate dreams.
I had a odd dream a few days ago where I was apparently a Russian soldier in East Germany, I and a KGB agent where driving around the countryside looking for a nuclear bomb the East Germans stole from us.
It ended with a big gun battle between the Spetsnaz and some East German mechanized infantry and tanks.
I dreamt that my Black Lagoon torrents had finished downloading, but they couldn't save because my HD was filled up. That was the closest thing I've had to a nightmare that I can remember in the past 2 or 3 months.
I remember trying to fight off some girl with a sword. Being to afraid to sword fight, I started hovering in the air casting danmaku, but I found it very hard to stay afloat.
i had a dream last night that i was on a spaceship that was controlled by speaking SQL queries out loud, which sorta sucked. but i was wearing a really cool uniform so it was ok.
I had a dream in which I was female and going out with my normal self.. it eventually became a wet dream. (O_o)
I had a dream that was a mix of Clock Tower, Silent Hill, Chtulhu and a school trip. Suprisingly, everyone was in fact having lots of fun. Even when that tentacle-monster broke half of the mansion, and we had to sleep under the stars in our bedrolls. Then I became sad because I realized one of my best highschool friends was sleeping in the same bedroll as my high-school crush (my biggest ever), and I woke up.
Then I pondered how disturbed I have to be to dream of all that stuff altogether and not making it a nightmare.
>>158
according no a dream interpretation site, this dream represents the grief and misfortune you feel for wasting your potential in highschool
>>159
I don't know, I was having fun too in the dream. But you might be right, who knows. Anyway I sure do feel grief and misfortune for the girl, although my friend didn't get her either.
check it. its like i came out of the blue to say A and especially emphasize that one word B and then i write entirely about C and say D and E specifically, without even thinking about F, really weird, and then i see a thread about F and i say im going to take a look at F and like WTF?!?! its B C and D right there staring back at me and all i have to say is F is somehow Gng with me.
More like, it's D E and A there staring back at you.
I had a nightmare. A large group of soldiers attacked my school and killed every one, it was really bloody, dissected limbs every where, people running and screaming. I got an RPG-7 in my head and woke up, all sweaty.
I dreamt that I failed out of school and so my parents kicked me out of the house. My friend let me stay at his place until I got back on my feet. While I was there, his sister would always flirt with me, and it got to the point where we were cuddling in bed, until her mom told her that she shouldn't sleep with me. Apparently, she was just feeling sorry for me and when I find out she really doesn't love me, I will be even more fucked up.
I dreamt that my friend was making out with his girlfriend in my room, and the girlfriend said "What?! How did you get so good at this? This must be somebody else's dream." And then I woke up and LOLed.
>>166
I hate to break it to you, but that wasn't a dream.
I actually had a dream the other day. I dreamt that I was in a very strange sort of school located in the downtown of some unknown city. Each department was a tall black skyscraper, and to move from one to the other, you had to cross very busy streets. I was terrified to look up, so I kept my head down towards the sidewalk or on a map. I was alone, I felt lonely. Each class I walked to had groups of friends and couples chatting and playing together. They seemed to be aware of my existence, but failed to recognize it. There were large staircases made of stone everywhere, with exotic plants scattered about. I kept wanting to follow a beautiful young couple, both of which had short hair and wore scarfs. They seemed so intelligent and in love. I could never catch up to them. I felt horrible for even being interested in their affairs at all.
>>169
Now that's a good dream to analyze your life situaiton.
Bump for being a great thread
Last night I dreamt (wtf spellcheck error?!) that I got kicked out of my classroom for talking too much. I distinctly recall that there were windows in the ceiling so you could see the stars shining really clearly. I've had a few dreams where the night is glittered with stars and planets, always leaving me slightly in awe. Anyway, outside there was a boy classmate. I felt as if he was familiar, but I'd never seen him before. He keeps comforting me for some reason and gives me some loose change. I keep smiling at him and suddenly I have this longing to be safe in his arms. I wake up soon after that.
Last night I had a dream where I was talking to a girl I like about something, I don't remember what, and then suddenly my cousin walked over to me and kissed me o.o
More stuff happened after that, but I don't really want to even think about it right now. I was really glad when I woke up and realized it was just a dream. It was horrible ;.;
Oh, and in case anyone was wondering, my cousin is female.
Maybe it wasn't so bad... She is really cute... If only the idea of having that sort of relationship with my cousin didn't seem so wrong...
And if that really happened I'd probably have no chance of ever having any kind of relationship with the girl i like...
lol you fag
>>174 sucks for you. here there can be marriage between cousins and romance is A-okay! haha!
lol you fag
I recently seem to have light sleep. I manage to sleep, but my body is too aware of my surroundings. And I also can dream, but like static :( Images flip in my mind but I can't get a hold of anything clear.
In one of those dream flashes, I remember reading a text on something very familiar like this forum board. I can't remember precisely what it said, but I know it was something like this:
Originally:
Tienes flojeritis, o simplemente no quieres aceptar la realidad?
In english:
Are you lazy, or you simply don't want to accept reality?
I was so startled when I woke up, as if my mind or consciousness had written that to me.
Last night I dreamt that my left eye was damaged. My eyes are brown, and my left iris was tinted red. The pupil was huge and dark red, with a bright bloody cut in it. It made my vision blurry.
I usually have no control in my dreams, It's mostly like I'm a bystander in myself. Anyway, last night I dreamt I was fucking some girl, she was quite anonymous and I wasn't really excited about it. The wierd thing is that, as the whole thing progressed, it suddenly became clear it was my younger sister! And, she's like 5?? Somehow in the obscurity of it all she still seems grown up, and still I can't control the content of the dream either, but I feel a clear sense of disgust as things develop. Then I was waken by the phone, luckily....
>>181
The original may have had less information, but I like it better than that fix.
>>174
Spoiler: you already have no chance. Make your time.
>>183
Wow, you must be psychic or something.
I just found out today that I really do have no chance at all with the girl I like.
And I don't think my cousin would want to have that kind of relationship with me either...
My life sucks.
I found this post in my internet photodiary, written on March 25th of 2006. A year ago! I can't remember what my dream was like -_-
I dreamt last night of a possible future, or an inverted, parallel universe, of the deformed reality I live in. I was in the living room, walking towards the kitchen, I think. The weather was great, sunny and warm, although the house seemed to be a little cool. As I approached the kitchen I looked left, towards the east, to the back garden. I remember the purity and life of the lifeforms hanging on the tree, round, tender leaves, reflecting light and covering a humid soil of low altitude vegetation, grass and weeds. There where a few leaves falling to the ground in peace, silent. The sky was partially cloudy, or maybe foggy, there was something gray between the mountains far away and the wide blue yonder.
Then, I looked left, in a natural way, as if I was just looking at the hills far away. In the distance, just a few meters away from me, on the backyard, a few friends where there looking at each other. Then, they came very close to each other and kissed passionately. I felt alien to the situation, but deep inside there was some joy or something about to implode. I saw a few looking at me to salute me, and I saluted them to, from the windows, transparent as fine air. I then looked right, and came upon other friends, but they looked much more older than they do in reality. We sat, and we began to chat. Nothing came to mind, as I talked to them with an incredible feeling of happiness. I remember them saying that I and another friend nearby where impossible to be taken apart, that we looked kind of similar and had great bonds with each other.
When I woke up, a sudden feeling of sadness came upon me, as I tried to recover the images I had seen in my dream. My brain deletes those dreams from my memory, but I know that deep inside remains of them are left behind. As I read in a spanish girl's blog, our mind seems to expire and decay periodically, when we come upon different situations that suggest different reactions, when we suddenly change our field of view and transfer to a different reality and another tomorrow, the elongation of the past.
Aah! I think I remember now
I dreamt about waking up for school. i passed every test that the teachers gave me. i was very happy. but i woke up and at school, experienced the total opposite of my dream... dreams never come true
ah that reminds me, 2 nights ago i had a dream about being back in school in an english class. but i didnt understand what the hell was being written on the board so i just sat there in a huff. so the teacher picked on me and i started having a massive go at her about how i didnt understand what the fuck was on the board so how the hell am i supposed to make notes from it. so as im yelling im also crying but just because im yelling so hard and its hard to make out my words. and everyone else in the class is just sat there like :| wtf? and then i realise i have a gum shield in (dunno what youd call them in the US, a mouth guard? used for sports like boxing etc) so i spit it out and man my mouth is so full of spit and tears and snot haha so i carry on shouting at the teacher but my voice is still really messed up.
I'm constantly having dreams about my super-cute lesbian friend (who is a really nice person). I dream that we go out to dinner and she sends me e-mails and stuff. The funny thing is, even in the dreams I can never seem to imagine her as straight. Fantasizing about her is impossible.
last night, i dreamed again that i'm just a ghost or somthing.
the strange thing is it's just that i've keep visiting a few couples, married and cohibitating types, over these years in my dreams.
They never ever seen me nor realized i'm there, so i've seen almost evry events in their love lives from their first meetings to sex scenes to fights between them and even some of their death.
the only name i've had is A&^%$%, a name some guy (the only one who can see me) called me and this guy kinda share my fate too. don't ask me WTF is that name given, it could be some kinda language that i don't know, and yes it sounded right in that dream.
anyway, it make me kinda attached to these guys yet i couldn't do anything to help them.
thaks for listening
I had this dream a few days ago.
So I was in school and it was over for the day, time to go home.
I got in this elevator, there were some other students in there.
Everybody in there looked the same, there were all wearing the same style of clothing.
I was wearing all black clothes, which is mostly what I wear in real life.
As we got out I looked at the city, it was dystopian, the time was in the distant future.
There were lots of cars around, and lots of tall buildings.
I got in my car and started driving, I noticed that this girl was driving on a really shiny black bike, kind of like a crotch rocket.
If you played deus ex then you know of those camera bots that hover around the area.
Well I had one and started to chase her with it.
She ended up crashing and the bike was on top of her, she couldn't get up.
Then this tapain shot into her face, and pulled out.
There was this hole in her head and stuff was oozing out.
After that I woke up.
I had a dream about a week ago, a really good one. I don't seem to dream anything memorable, although I dream a lot on a single night. Unfortunately, I have to force my mind to remember every part of it. My dream memory goes blank -_-
So, here it goes...
At school we were havng a physics exam. I remember I had to wait for my exam to come because we ran out of them. The exam was 6 questions long, and I had to use a calculator. It was such a fine, sunny day.
While doing the exam, I was eating a Gansito, a cake-like meal sold locally (Mexico). For some reason, my physics teacher was also eating one. I looked back, somebody alterted me that the director was near. She was wearing beige clothes and was talking to the prefect in her common tone of voice. Halfway through the exam, I was given a cilindrical eraser-like object which you had to slide sideways in order to reveal its insides. I forced the object and managed to open it. But I didn't see anything in it, so I reported it to the teacher. The classmates suggested rubbing it and sentences would form on the pieces. I did so.
I finished the exam. Other classmates did too. Our physics teacher was explaining something to some students, not related to the class if I remember well. I looked back to my friends behind me. They were happily listening to the teacher, and nodded occassionaly. I walked out of the classroom and saw the nature outside. The trees were so green from the sunlight. I was getting my stuff ready and asked my friends about a field trip we were going to a few days later. It was a thursday, because some of my someone else told me it was on saturday, two days later.
[Continued...]
Continued...
I came across this mathematics teacher. She is so cool but I am always afraid of her because of her tone of voice and sense of justice °_° I was going to go out, and she told me that she could take me through an alternate route, a short cut in a way.
She took me to this corridor. It was cold. Very cold. And it was raining, fog filled the sky. At the middle of the corridor, I stopped following her, and looked at my suroundings. The corridor's floor was packed with trash bags, corpses and rats. The corridor was connected to a street filled with trash too and was covered with fog.
I yelled out the teather's name. My phone rang and a message popped up asking me to make a decision of life and death, of planning the future and living life fully. I dashed outside to say goodbye to my teacher on desert streets.
._.
Last night I had such a queer dream. I dreamt a short Chinese girl from my language class, let's call her Chen, and I were sitting nervously in a Victorian-style sitting room (I forget why) with a bunch of strangers. We're only acquaintances and we didn't know why we were there or who the strangers were. We were just chatting, trying to solve some sort of problem, and someone got all stiff, stood up jerkily, said something, and collapsed into his chair. It turned out that he had been possessed by the spirit of some friendly ghost who was sitting in on the conversation. Just then, Chen and I suddenly felt a tugging at our backs, and I lost control of my body. A ghost spoke through both of us at once and then sat us back down.
Then Chen confessed to me, saying "I love you," and I kissed her. Because apparently we were bonded in soul, or something. I wish this dream happened in real life.
You got to remember, people write these things right after they wake up... okay, you got me, I'm a loser.
I dreamed last night I was in a giant French supermarket called 'OTAKU'. I don't know why they called their store that, and I remember wondering to myself why they named it OTAKU as I dreamed. I think it was kind of like Walmart.