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Coen Brothers' movies I need to see:
Blood Simple
Raising Arizona
Miller's Crossing
Barton Fink
The Hudsucker Proxy
Fargo
The Big Lebowski
O Brother, Where Art Thou?

The Man Who Wasn't There
Intolerable Cruelty
The Ladykillers
No Country for Old Men
Burn After Reading

A Serious Man
Chuck Palahniuk Books I want to read and own:
Bold = own.

Fight Club
Invisible Monsters
Survivor

Choke
Lullaby
Diary
Haunted
Rant
Snuff
Pygmy
randomjunk inspired me
Tuesday. 5.22.07 6:44 pm
to write down my dreams. the odd ones i have, anyway.


this was this morning, i think, after nearly thirteen hours of sleep.

i return to my elementary. my first elementary. but people from my last elementary are there as well. taylor swift and michael austin. the elementary very vaguely resembles the real thing, but i know it is that because it is so far away from the city. an eighteen wheeler filled with boxes of icecream is driving out of the small town, towards the city. michael, taylor, and i jump into the back. we ride in it until the city, and once we get to the 90-somethingth street light, we decide to turn the truck while we are not in the turning lane and the light is turning green. how we turn the truck i am not sure, as we are in the back. i think it is something with our weight, but instead of turning it, it flips onto its side. we run out of it to a cotton field that is not there in real life. we walk back to the school. we wonder what the teachers will say, and i decide to say i was in the bathroom crying for the hour and a half that we were gone. 'i just missed this place so much' is what ill use as my excuse.

we are across from the golf course, but still at the school. suddenly, my friends are vampires, and people are after me. i am watching from the perspective of a nice guy dressed all in black. i am fighting for me, and i watch myself, all dressed up, run towards the golf course. i continue to fight. i am pushed by numerous people into a room. i am now only fighting one person, but as i cut him with my sword, he multiplies. his multiple people do not multiply, though. he cuts himself to multiply himself. as he gashes his stomach, a black box is dropped on top of him. this black box stops him from multiplying and squishes him down. when he cant multiply, he dies. but i have been given a horrible wound. i start to die as well, but first tell a passing woman dressed in a skin tight white suit to tell the real me that i will 'find safety in ithica.'

i am running past one of my friends, dressed all in black, across to the golf course. a woman dressed in a skin tight white suit tells me that i will find safety in ithica. i am wearing a white ball gown that is hard to run in, but i am running fast. i am running across the golf course to a row of houses that are painted many shades of blue, as well as white. i pick the prettiest colored house and go into it. a nice plump lady is talking to someone else. i tell the lady that this used to be my home, when i was little, and royalty. i look at the decal on the glass door, which says 'east thisca; special scents...' and i decide that this is ithica. i tell the lady i trust her because i was told that i would find safety in ithica, and this is ithica. she gives me some 'special scents,' which are just pieces of scented paper, and lets me stay the night. we are on a staircase when a man behind her says 'knife.' we turn around in shock and he says 'its five, we needa go to bed.' i decide that i misheard him saying five, not really knife. she tells him that this is true, and tells me that this is her husband.

i wake up and realize that its 750. i have to leave in ten minutes.

i didnt leave until 815.


today was the last full day of school. awesome, huh?


EDIT

more dreams. or, another dream, which i forgot.

some background info: i've been reading uglies lately, and im at the part where they capture everyone.

i meet a boy. hes gorgeous. he looks like one of the guys off of the realworld. we are in love, or something. we spend lots of time together, just doing cute couply stuff. then, we all get captured. they split us into groups of five and make us sit in circles. this gorgeous boy, david, i think, and yashvi are both in my group. we have to go on a mission if we want to survive. they tell me i can go home if id like, but it will be much harder for my group. i look to my left, and there is yashvi. 'but yashvis my best friend!' i say. they tell me that i would still rather go home. i look to my right, and there is david. 'but, but... its... he...' im not sure if i have forgoten his name or if im speechless. i give him a huge hug, and see eric lee step into the circle. 'and thats eric!' so i go on the mission.

our mission is to kill a pretty, a socialite. david and i go into a house that reminds me of my grandmas house, and look through the couple's house. the girl wakes up and is incredibly sweet to me. she gives me clothes and i realize that i could never kill her. david and i go to a store that is like walmart, and the same lady who told me that i could go home asks us how our mission is going.

we run away to the library. here, it gets blury. it fades into the dream at my elementary school, and i remember specifically a beautiful sky, a sunrise or a sunset, with fluffy pink and orange clouds. there are many trips back to the library, or maybe just a specific shelf in the library. i get many books, but then realize that i want to purchase some gold nailpolish, and stick it in my purse. then i take the books i want to to check out out of my purse and put them back on the shelf. thats all i remember.
3 Comments.


Interesting dream. I had one similar except it took place in my old high school and everyone turned into zombies. The fast moving kind like the ones from Dawn of the Dead.
» Southern on 2007-05-22 07:46:59

yeah...
I've had two dreams, I think, where I'm totally in love with the guy and defends him and stuff. I know the guys from real life and the emotions I feel in the dream are...realistic. But of course, they don't exist outside of the dream. =P I don't usually remember them...
» Silver-dot- on 2007-05-23 12:25:45

Wow. I've inspired someone! :0 What an empowering feeling. :P

Haha I like the part where you have to kill a socialite. :P
» randomjunk on 2007-05-23 01:44:15

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