Tuesday, September 28, 2010


I remembered this one just a few minutes ago, so bear with me here.  In this dream, I went to go water the new plant I put by my window.  When I was about to water it, I noticed that something grew.   I thought it was going to be a watermelon, as the seed packet described, but it was a turtle.  A very small one.  It looked up at me and said, "Sup, dude."  and then I woke up.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Under the Bed

Throughout the entire dream, I was told not to look under my bed.  Each time I was told not to, I just grew more and more curious.   Then, I asked, "When can I look under the bed?"  and was told I could look tomorrow, which was my birthday.  The day came and I looked under my bed.  There lied various model kits.  Some of which, are very rare.  I was about to get started on building them but then I woke up.

Thursday, September 16, 2010


I was at the local mall.  Ever hear of the anime series, Code Geass?  In this dream, I had one.  But it was a really stupid power.  All I could do is change one word in a person's sentence.  But I could do it as many times as I wanted to.  So, I found a girl I know and started messing with her.  I will use a bold font for the word I added into her sentence.  "So, I went over to Hot Topic and bought a penis.  Wait, what?  I didn't mean to say that!"  Then I went and found another friend ordering something at an ice cream place.  He said, "Hi, I'd like to order two hotdogs...  Um... Wait a minute..."  And I could see the confusion in both his and the cashier's face.  It was fucking great.  I know I did more of these, but I don't remember what I made people say.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Safe Insanity

I was at a building, one of those very tall ones.  Like, a sky scraper.  What happened was that we fought our way in and barricaded the entrances before any more zombies could get in.  And so the days past by... One of the other survivors was an old friend.  Well, he isn't a friend of mine anymore, because I gave up on trying be his friend.  At times he would try to reconnect, but I went to go do something else instead, like cook food for the survivors or maintain the barricades.  Then, he started hitting me and running away.  I approached him later and asked him why he was hitting me.  "What are you talking about?" he said.  Like always, he played stupid or is just plain stupid.  So I beat the shit out of him.  I didn't kill him or feed him to the zombies, I just kicked his ass.  I then woke up after I washed my hands that were covered in his blood.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Strange Products

There's not much to say about this dream.  I remember being in a supermarket full of uncommon items.  I saw things like, cantaloupe cookies and instant watermelon ramen.  When I got to the cash register, I woke up.

Friday, September 10, 2010


All I can remember about this dream is starving.  I was so hungry.  I walked into the kitchen and made a super awesome burger.... FROM HELL!  In between those two buns was... A slice of cheddar, a chicken pattie, another slice of cheddar, a burger, bacon, eggs, a hashbrown, another slice of cheddar, then another chicken pattie and slice of cheddar.  Which I then deep fried and ate.  When I left the kitchen, I tripped over and woke up.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Mixed Up?

I was with some friends playing a game.  We didn't know what we got ourselves into...  One by one, someone died.  I don't remember what kind of game it was, but I definitely remember my friends dying.  Then all of a sudden, the whole damn thing transitions into something else.  I'm now sitting at a wedding.  All of my friends that had died are fine.  Apparently, this was the wedding of a family friend.  Everything else is a blur, I then woke up.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


I was with a friend of mine and I had followed her around an airport.  We were trying to get to the plane...  The plane that only allowed people with special tickets on.  It was an evacuation plane because the town was filled with zombies.  My friend was one of them.  She didn't want to leave me there, but I told her to just go.  There was no chance I could get on that plane since I didn't have a ticket.  But then... We ran into other survivors.  They tried to take my friend away and steal her ticket.  I didn't take kindly to that.  There was one skinny guy with a gun and a big muscle head guy.  Didn't matter to me, I wanted to save her.  I went for the guy with the gun first.  Sure, he got a shot in, sort of, he grazed my left arm, but I kicked his ass and kicked away the handgun.  Then the muscle guy tried to get away with my friend and her ticket.  I lunged at him and started punching his neck.  Over, and over, and over I kept punching his neck until he was down.  It looked like the airport was being invaded by zombies and they all slowly flowed inside.  My friend's ankle was sprain, so I carried her on my back to the terminal and watched her leave through the gate.  I told the guards and the staff stationed there to leave now since the zombies were inside the building.  I stood there watching everyone leave, as zombies came closer and closer.  What I was thinking at that time as I heard that plane take off the ground:  As I thought, I'm a foolish nice guy.  With the zombies closing in, I decided to take a stroll around the airport as the zombies shuffled towards me.  When I found another survivor, the dream ended.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Retrieving Something...

I was on a mission to get something.  My boss gave me a password to a computer which I was told that I would find at an old restaurant.  I walked down a path to get there, and the path was full of snakes.  Snakes, EVERYWHERE.  These two guys followed me and just hung around for the trip.  Then we came across this tree full of cobras.  There was four or five of them.  When I ran under the tree to get past it, I woke up.

Monday, September 6, 2010


Couldn't remember anything today.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

A Duel With Death

I was on a beautiful island in the pacific, somewhere similar to Guam.  All of a sudden, everything turned dark and Death appeared before me.  Death was engulfed in a searing, black flame and his face was a skull.  He reached for his side and unsheathed a long sword.  The darkness vanished and Death slowly walked towards me.  I didn't have any weapon of my own to use, but I tried to do something.  I tried to unsheathe a sword too, or more like, I had pretended to.  I used the motion of drawing out a katana.  Magically, the katana had taken form and was now in my hand when I completed the swinging motion.  I charged at Death and we fought all over the island.  I think we either had super strength or magic... Or both, because this shit was like Bleach (without the talking).  We were flying all over the place and causing all sorts of destruction.  At one point, we lost the ability to fly and were becoming weaker and weaker.  I didn't want to die, naturally, so I kept on struggling with death.  We were on the beach slowly swinging our swords at each other in a miserable attempt to continue the fight.  Until a giant crocodile or alligator came out of nowhere and broke up the fight by trying to eat both of us.  Then I woke up.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Family Pictures and School

Some relatives that were visiting had to leave very early in the morning, so then my parents and relatives woke me and my brother up a couple hours before they had to leave.  We spent those few hours taking family pictures until they had to leave for the airport.  A little while later, I had gone to school.  High school, that is.  Problem is, I've already graduated from high school.  I don't know why I was there, but I saw some old friends and it felt like just another day there at school.  Talking about random crap, doing nothing important, do a little homework, things like that.  I woke up when the lunch bell rang.

Friday, September 3, 2010

A Movie and A Soccer Game

In the beginning of the dream, I was watching a movie.  In this movie, a guy who had gotten high was washing dishes.  A cop bust into the room telling him to put down his knife.  But he was only washing his knife since he was washing the dishes.  Before he could put down the the knife, the cop shot and killed him.  I then left the movie theater and met up with some friends to catch a soccer game.  The local team was winning and the game was entertaining.  During the last half of it, I got up to go to the bathroom and got into a fight there.  Not sure why.  But  when I got out, I stared and watched the rest of the soccer game and my friends figured out it was late and one of us needed to get the fuck out of there NOW because her parents didn't want her home so late.  So then the four of us ran across the stadium dodging through the mass of people to get to the car.  I woke up when I started the engine.

Thursday, September 2, 2010


Slept in pretty late today...  Anyways, I was sitting in a cafe and some of kind of tournament was going on.  Everyone was trying to figure out how to match up people.  Not sure what happened next, but Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z stood there being pissed off and there was a lot of guitar solos playing the background.  Then I woke up.

However, there was something peculiar about this dream.  Aside the randomness of things that happen within a dream.  It felt like I had "woken up" between two dreams.  Like, when I was in the cafe and saw Vegeta, I had woken up and was aware that I had woken up, but my eyes were still closed.  Since they were still closed, I kept them shut and continued sleeping.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

World War What

At first, it seemed that everyone was having a good time playing a popular FPS.  Apparently, this game was linked through all current forms of gaming.  X Box 360, PS3, Wii, PC, and even the DS and PSP.  What happened was that at first, the company that developed the game had launched a "World War" event.  Everyone from everywhere fought each other online.  I don't know how far in the future this dream was set, but apparently hackers from each country started stealing information from each other.  I can't remember what information was passed, but it was enough to spark a real world war.  Everything went to hell from there.  I was helping someone up and tried to get them to safety.  But then I got shot and woke up.

And on the subject of lucid dreaming, that was the original idea behind trying to record and remember my dreams.  But the more and more I record these dreams, the more fun it seems to allow the dreams to form themselves.