Zombie fighting ninja

I can't sleep.  I had a horrifying dream and it's keeping me awake.  It was the most disturbing dram I had in a long time.

It was black out and I was walking to my car when I saw people smash my window.  They saw me fleeing and chased me, unloading a full clip in my direction as I tried to run into the house.  There were people I knew inside (although IRL, I have no idea who these people are) who went outside to chase the bad guys.  I heard more gunshots and one of the bad guys got into the house.  I was hiding in the kitchen with knives in my hands.  I stabbing him as he was coming around the corer.  He didn't bleed.  It didn't show him down.  I kept cutting into him as he handcuffed my left hand to a chair.  I stabbed him over and over, dragging the knife through his flesh, but he still was not bleeding.

I told Scott about my scary dream.  He said it wasn't scary, it was an awesome dream - that I was a ninja fighting off zombies.  Now I can't stop thinking about his Dead Rising video game where you're a photojournalist who is fighting off zombies in the mall, clubbing them, hacking away and cutting them up with a chainsaw and lawn mower. Ah, no wonder he thought my dream was so freaking awesome.

Nightmares

There's a hole in your soul / Where your heart used to me / All the doors are locked / And you can't find the key / There's fish in the sky / And there's birds in the sea / And you hate me / But you need me / You're drowning from all of the tears in the sky / It's a bad dream / You can't even close your eyes / It's a bad dream / A bad dream / Screaming from the voice inside / Trying to find a place / Inside / To hide / From the bad dream ..... Badream by Jakalope


I had another bad dream last night/this morning. When I woke up it was already morning, so I didn't have to worry about trying to fall back asleep. I wouldn't have been able to; I didn't want to close my eyes again.

That makes 2 in just over a week. The other one was on the night of Dec 1st. I was up sobbing at 3:30 and it was such a bad dream that I did not want to go back to sleep. I would close my eyes and see the dream all over again and I didn't want to dream more about it.

The dreams had the same theme, and it won't surprise me if it happens again.

If it looks like I slept in my clothes, it's because I did

I was so tired last night, or rather, this morning, when I got home to Michellini's. I didn't wash my face, I didn't brush my teeth, I didn't put on my pajamas!

I was in a bar and an old couple came in, wanting to purchase a $6000.00 bottle of perfume that was 5mL in size! It came in a purple bottle, and was presented to them in this amazing display with crystal and flowers, like it was some magical elixer of life. I wanted to take a photo of it, but I didn't get my camera ready before they removed it from the counter, so I was allowed to go behind it. When I tried to photograph it, the images captured were nothing like what I was looking at, like images of strange people were appearing in the photos.

Then I was at the ATM machine and making a deposit. I left my card in the machine because I was going to make another transaction, and then I walked away for some reason. Some guy went to the machine, took out my card, and put it in his pocket. I saw him do this and reached into his pocket. I pulled out my card and a handful of other papers and whatnot. Included was his driver's licence. I looked at his name and his middle name was "Ebay"!

Another part of my dream, I was buying something (in this bar) for my shoes and I had to leave without paying. I ended up leaving my purse on the bar counter, with my keys, my I.D., my ipod, my camera, my $6.00 hand cream, my $5.00 tin of mints (and all that other crap that is in my purse). ...

Then it started raining outside, and the thunder and lightening woke me up. I woke up sad, and I didn't go back to sleep, so I didn't get a chance to dream up a plan on how to get my stuff back.

Oh and I also dreamed that Miranda came home from school and said the children were calling her names because she had pigtails in her hair.

I wish that post would just go away

I didn't get much sleep last night, but when I finally did drift off, I had a dream that he had a new post in his blog, titled "I wish that post would just go away!" refering to one of my posts. That soooo sounds like something I would do. Technically, this post should make it go away, since it's the third blog entry since that one, if anyone has it filtered for the last 3 posts.

Bad Dream

I can't close my eyes because bad dreams keep coming. I have been plagued with them since I went to sleep. It started with Miranda dancing at the studio and having a small party. Oh of the senior dancers greeted me and gave me a big hug and I fell over backwards and she fell too and I hear a bone crack. I thought she hit her nose but she said she was ok and just her leg bone gave a snap. As I walked outside, all my friends, and Eelke, were sitting on the lawn waiting for me. He had on these silly glasses and had blond, wooly, dreadful dreadlocks in his hair. He smiled at me and opened his mouth to speak, but he was talking in German. I couldn't understand what he was saying. *I woke up* Then I was driving and I couldn't drive right. My legs were hanging out the door (while the car was moving) and when I stopped the car to pick up Miranda, the motor was still running, my feet were on the group and the car was boucing up into the air and I was terrified it would bounce down on her and crush her. Jenn was in the back seat, along with a lady parent from the dance studio who I don't know. Then I was driving again and it was crazy driving, like I was only half conscious. I stopped in the middle of a street, opened my door, and stuck two stickers on the ground: a HUGE "F" and a tiny "R" but the "R" did not stick to the pavement and was still on my fingers as I got back in to the car. *I woke up* Next, Miranda was running away from me and I was pulling my bicycle behind me. We were beside the street and I was trying to get her before she ran too far away. It was night and it was raining. I was calling for her to come back, and asking what happened to the bike because the bags on the front were missing, and the right handbreak was broken. Then she bolted out into the street, cars screeching to not hit her. I ran after her, catching up to her on the other side, finding her in a dirty puddle of water and mud. *I woke up screaming and crying*

There are so many more details but those are the largest fragments I can recall. I was only asleep for a little more than an hour.

A Dream

Last night I had a dream that Eelke came home after being gone for less than a week. I didn't ask why he was back so soon. Then I saw a toilet, standing in the middle of the room, filled with water. It flooded over when I flushed it.

Dream

I dreamt last night that my teeth were falling out.

I Woke Up Screaming

I had a horrific dream last night, one that found me waking myself up screaming, and left me afraid to go to sleep afterwards.

Someone was stalking me but I didn't know it. I went outside and found the windshield of my car cracked, like rocks have been thrown at it. Then I was driving my daddy's truck and the same thing happened, but this time the person responsible for it made it known to me that it was intentional, and he was after me. I was being chased and as I tried to find a door with the lights on insides, Icouldn't find one. When I finally did get in to a house, with the hopes of being safe, the man chasing me comes crashing trough the door because there is no lock on the door!

There was more after that, but I the details are hazy. I remember screaming, screaming in terror. I was screaming when I couldn't get the door locked but I got past that point and it wasn't until later on when I was screaming again that I woke up.

Manefestations of reality. I know a lot of people believe that dreams are not so literal, but I often have dreams that reflect on goings on of the day before. My brain needs an off button, or at least a mute button, so I can get through the night.