Go away, leave us alone

Bloody hell, I just got sliced open in a dream.

I was lying on my stomach on my bed, and when I woke up and lifted my head from the pillow, my eyes were green ringed with black. I felt super weird, and I was told to say 'I am _______' Which I didn't, because I promptly lost consciousness/fell asleep again.

Then I woke up a second time, and I lifted my head from the pillow. I felt normal, my eyes were brown, and the people that were there before were gone. I remembered what they told me to say though, and I thought it was really weird, so I said it out loud, experimentally. Then. I felt someone move on the bed behind me. I was still on my stomach so I couldn't see, but I had thought that I was alone.

I felt a sliding sensation along my back, like I was getting unzipped, and I was thinking, 'What's that? It's wei- OH FUCK.' And I just lay there freaking out while I got sliced all along my torso at waist level, then two flaps were cut out at either side and my kidneys removed. (Though that is probably not where kidneys are in real life.) Note that it didn't actually hurt, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. But it is pretty damn scary to lie there with the knowledge that someone is cutting you open, and I woke with a start.

(I was lying on my stomach, but I was about halfway down the bed with my legs sticking over the end because I had been waiting for my computer to shut down and had fallen asleep. Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and while I was bending over the sink I was like MY SIDES FEEL FUNNY. Not painful, but they were kind of tingly.)

There was another segment to the dream before that, but I can't remember.

Yesterday night/today morning's dream involved me leaving my home (a tent) because while my mother was gone, some people showed up and I started running across a field at night and started a fire to throw them off which spread to my home and I was like THE HORSES ): but bravely did not turn back. Then I hid in trees and when they had passed me I ran back to my home but there were tons of them lined up at picnic tables and I thought ohshit and casually turned and walked in the other direction and woke up. (The endless stamina was really nice. Felt like I could run forever, which made me a bit smug about them never being able to catch me.)

Your mind is the scene of the crime-

I had a dream, which I am going to attempt to describe here. It is not particularly interesting nor funny nor noteworthy in any way, but I try to record the dreams I do remember, so. There will be footnotes and a diagram because what it is is confusing and illogical.

Can’t remember the bit of the dream before this, but some guys were raising and lowering plastic containers on poles. Don’t remember the purpose,(1) but basically one morning one of the guys lowers one of the containers, and out falls a dead body. (This is occurring on cement steps.) Cue horror and outrage, the guy says something about students walking past and breathing in the nitrogen(2) (from the dead body in the container suspended above them). And there are a few people gathered around and trying not to breathe in so I hold my breath too, and walk out to the edge (I am at the top level of the steps) that overlooks the sea and take breaths of fresh air that I am relieved does not smell like corpse.

I turn to two people behind me who are watching the men with the body with their hands over their noses and mouths and tell them the air seems to be alright where I am standing. Then as I turn to walk back in they come towards me and one of them says to her friend, ‘Hey you were right, this one is rosier than the other guy.’(3) I walk back in with her and on the way I’m like, ‘Um, I’m a girl.’ And she says, ‘Yeah I know!’ We walk into this sort of auditorium and take our seats, and I keep breathing with my face buried into my jacket. I decide to take a whiff of the air without it and it smells funny so I duck back down. And someone says, ‘Oh it is pretty bad, but you either can smell it or you can’t.’

The auditorium is pretty crowded and I suddenly think wait…… where’s the body? Because there are people sitting on the middle block where the body was and I crane my neck to see if it’s still there. And someone mentions that it is one of the guys’ birthday and the whole auditorium sings him a birthday song that starts normal and turns into the Crescent version. I am really excited and gleeful and am clapping and drumrolling with my feet with extreme enthusiasm. The girl on my other side moves one seat away. I think about how much I missed doing that.

A dance starts up on stage to Tick Tock by Gwen Stefani.(4) Natalie, Yuhua, Jasmine, Debbie and Chantal are dancing. In shimmery green-blue dresses. And then I wake up.

(1) My dreams are full of things that make perfect sense in dream-world, and only when I wake up do I realise that I have completely warped the laws of logic and common sense.

(2) Dead bodies do not emit nitrogen, as far as I know. Or at least that is not what makes the smell. But my subconscious decided that nitrogen it must be.

(3) Yeah, I don't know either.

(4) It's actually called What You Waiting For? but that doesn't matter because my brain just made up a song and told me it was Gwen Stefani.

Parachutes

Last night, I dreamt that Stuart and Sarah from Belle & Sebastian were going to play for me and my sister in my bedroom. (Though it wasn't my actual bedroom in real life.)

But then they didn't actually get round to it, because we went to a supermarket and Stuart filled a trolley with parachutes and construction paper. When I asked him what it was for, he said something about Facebook and fans and prizes.

There was more, and Stevie was involved, but I can't remember. ):

Dream About Zombies

I am playing football with a bunch of people (no idea who, I think made-up dream people) and I am running towards the goal and people are running all around me and there is a line of four guys in front of me, arms around each other like when someone gets a penalty kick. The guy furthest from me sees me coming and leans across to tell the guy at the other end to be careful (not to crush me or something). I get pissed and start shouting at him for being sexist and thinking they need to go easy on me. And then I run out of insults to yell and call him a misogynist (which is… not a very accurate term).

Skip to where I wake up in my room at night, in the dark. I think, ‘Where did everyone go?’ and presume that they are all continuing the game in another room. So I roam through the house trying to find them. All the rooms are dark, and I think they are hiding and I hate things jumping at me out of the dark so I wander randomly into rooms and yell ‘Boo!’ so that they’ll scream first and I’ll find them. Only no one screams and I get a little worried because I can’t find anyone. (To clarify, it was sort of like my house, and some of the rooms looked the same, but I think the dream house was bigger.) Then I go upstairs and find a guy in the spare room, and a girl in the master bedroom, but they don’t know where the others are. I find my sister in a rolled-up mattress outside my room, but that’s it.

I climb out of my window to the building behind my house, which is also dark except for the second floor where there is a brightly lit school hall with rows of people sitting inside. I approach the girl sitting at a desk outside the hall, and she checks her list and tells me that my friends were there, but they have been released already. So I just wander around the place for a bit, then I don’t remember much except a zombie-woman and me freaking out and realising that my friends may be dead and possibly more zombies and more freaking out.

Then there is a flashback-like thing where I cut into another reality and I am in my room with the lights on and people around and a girl is screaming ‘South! South! Let me finish it!’ or something to that effect. I am playing a board game, and she rushes across the room to complete her turn and suddenly everything is back to normal.

The girl says something about planting seeds and crops dying and zombies outside the city (by finishing the game she somehow altered the timeline) and I go downstairs to find my mum and dad and maid and hand them kitchen knives/sharp tools and tell them to just take it and be careful even though they think I’m crazy because the zombies haven’t arrived and they think everything is fine. I know the zombies are coming but not how soon so I go out and buy knives.

Cut to night time and I’m out on the street and there are zombies slinking around and someone gets injured so we bring her into a house and I tell someone to stay with her. Then there is a commotion outside (can’t remember what) and I run out and so does everyone else and when it’s over I’m like ‘Why are you outside you’re supposed to be inside!!!!!’ and we all run back in and two people are dead in the room and I am pissed.

Then we spot a zombie outside and go after it and there turns out to be a lot of zombies. They’re on a field trip or something, and they have their handlers with them (my brain is weird like that). So I start stabbing zombies and slitting throats and they all die and we are relieved! And then I wake up.

Baby, set my soul on fire

So last night, I dreamt that Matt Smith came to my school. (I don't even know what school.)

(I was being all he's so cute awwwww and trying to discretely take a picture of him with my phone, and everyone else was like uh what.)

The night before, I dreamt that Eunice bought me a pink dress and a pink bag and made me wear the dress.

of Evan and Chan

We were on a tour bus of some sort. Don't know who we were, just some assortment of people I know. Parents included. Then one by one my band friends and percussion juniors started preparing for a sleepover. OH YES and my cousins and sister too. And I remember seeing Sherry and Ri Sheng and Celine but there were more people. Anyway they would go into this room (my dreams are never logical) and come out all packed up and bulging.

They left one by one for the sleepover. And I asked someone where it was held, and the answer was Queenstown. Which was apparently Celine's house (though I doubt this is true in RL). The last of them left together in a group. We were driving through a desert and I caught a glimpse of a horseman with a whip and everything, who was apparently bringing them back to civilation? the city? no idea. And I wasn't packed when they left even though I wanted to join them but there was no time and no one else to bring me back. So I had to continue on the bus.

We reached our destination. And um, there were pigs. Like as the bus was turning into the carpark thing, there were pigs everywhere. Big ugly pink ones and smaller cow ones (spotted like black and white cows, but fluffy and with bigger ears) and tiny little pink piglets. And I wanted to take a picture of one and a guy outside with the pigs held one up for me but the bus moved forward and I couldn't take the picture.

In a dream that might have been related if I remembered the missing parts, we were on a spaceship (different people, not anyone I know personally). And someone, I think me, went out to kill some things? But I was still on the ship, as a different person I think.

Anyway there was some crisis so we needed to evacuate. And there was this pod thing leading to the escape pod (my impression was that it was a plastic bag. ??) but it was broken and could only fit two but the four of us left (the others had already got in) just got in anyway and held on and we went upupup. And we got into the escape pod but I said 'Where is [me]??' because I thought it was unfair they were leaving [me] behind.

So four of us got out again, ran... somewhere but one of us turned out to be a traitor and the three (four??) of us scrambled back to the escape pod. (Do not question the screwy numbers, my subconsciousness does not appear to be able to count.) And we grabbed on to it just as it was leaving and the compund was going to explode. Or something. But someone got left behind and I let her because I was too busy trying to save my own life. Which sort of disturbs me.

And then we scrambled into the pod and it appeared over a city, this market-like place. I think it was 'our' world that got taken over or something. And my character (Not me, It might have been Claire. From Heroes.) was piloting it and trying not to get noticed because there were authority figures hunting us down. And it was a little bit scary, trying to get as high as possible. Because it was steered with my mind, and to go higher I had to concentrate. But it kept dropping back down.

So yes we were looking for some housing thingy?? I have no idea why. Only we had no idea where it was (aerial view of city) and the people after us knew what we wanted to find. We flew past various places trying to give them the slip. I remember hiding in a tree while plotting to fly past this heavily guarded (military?) facility to get to another section of the city and our hunters came by. So instead we flew past this research building that was um, emitting radiation. And we were all :o. And I started having a meltdown so someone else took over. Niki, from Heroes. Because I remember her face at the table at a cafe we stopped at. Only she started having a meltdown too.

Right before I woke up, I dreamt of three people in a classroom who were putting on gloves and something else from a pack of three. They was kind of Barbie doll sized in the packet but they fit them just fine. There was gold, silver and black and they were trading so that no one got gloves and the something else of the same colour.

That is all that my brain gave me before I woke up at 9.30am, extremely sleep deprived.