Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 17
Sign: Pisces
City: Upon the Clouds
State: Maine
Country: US
Signup Date: 3/29/2008
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Tuesday, November 04, 2008
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Current mood:  sad Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
The Reason
By HoobastankI'm not a perfect person;
There's many things I wish I didn't do,
But I continue learning;
I never meant to do those things to you.
And so, I have to say before I go,
That I just want you to know...
I've found a reason for me...
To change who I used to be...
A reason to start over, new...
And the reason is you.
I'm sorry that I hurt you;
It's something I must live with everyday;
And all the pain I put you through;
I wish that I could take it all away,
And be the one who catches all your tears,
That's why I need you to hear...
I've found a reason for me...
To change who I used to be...
A reason to start over, new...
And the reason is you!
And the reason is you...!
And the reason is you!
And the reason is you...!
I'm not a perfect person;
I never meant to do those things to you...
And so, I have to say before I go,
That I just want you to know!
I've found a reason for me...
To change who I used to be...
A reason to start over, new...
And the reason is you.
I've found a reason to show...
A side of me you didn't know...
A reason for all that I do...
And the reason is you.
[I love you.]
I've been thinking lately, that maybe I should archive my dreams. I've recently had around 5 that I can remember, so I want to blog them. Both for myself to look back on, and I guess for anyone else who's interested or curious.
October 24th, 2008
Short Synopsis: In a magic theatre, I go to watch a magic show though it turns out to be a porn thing. I go upstairs to see the rest of it, and everyone upstairs gets murdered by a similar Ghostface killer. I run away and get chased by Jason Voorhees, as I try to flee via rooftop. I get to ground level, but I get swiftly decapitated by Jason Voorhees. Then the cast of High School Musical dies a well-deserved death.
Equation: Porn + Christian Bale = American Psycho + Ghostface = Horror - Stab Wound to Leg = Limping x Jason Voorhees = Cliche - Rooftop Dive = Wooziness - My Decapitation = Bad + HSM3 Cast Decapitation = Good!
First dream I had of the night was a weird, horroresque dream. It started off (from what I can remember) in a large, massive black velvet-interiored theatre -- almost like a magic show in Las Vegas. I think two or three people were going to smex in front of the audience, though - a guy in a tux (who looked like Christian Bale) along with two girls. Before anything happened, they wanted peeps to go into the "X" room upstairs to see the "show." Like, no one went except me. The "X" room was a large, suite-like hotel room that was filled with a nearly-blinding light, somewhat sepia-toned like dawn, with small particles just floating around in the light. People were getting nekkid, but the guy left the room to do something. I was just looking around until we heard the door open. We looked over, but instead of the guy returning, it was a guy in a black robe (like the killer from Scream) with a hooded mask with a black veil in the front of the face. He had a jagged hunter's knife, and said something along the line's of, "I'mma kill y'all." I went to flee the room while one of the girls got stabbed in the neck. He tripped me, and as I tried to crawl away, he stabbed me in the ankle (errthebonepart) and started prying it back and forth. Strangely, it hurt like hell, as if it were real. Well, I managed to get away, and I was running down a long, gray-bricked corridor. Behind me, instead of the masked Ghostface-wannabe killer, was Jason Voorhees (from the new upcoming remake of Friday the 13th). I ran up to the rooftop (it was a castle. It was also very bright and vivid outside; blue skies, perfect green grass, etc.) I tried to escape by falling to the ground off the rooftop by crawling and shimmying onto the ledge of the castle rooftop; I held onto the ledge, but I soon realized it was extremely thin (made out of old gray brick, as well). This section of the dream was I guess inspired by Assassin's Creed. But as I held on, I was afraid the ledge was going to snap right off -- I looked down and it was as if I was literally 10 stories high (with plain open grass below me). I looked behind me though, and there was a ledge to a brick security wall (which bordered around the castle for safety). It was MUCH more sturdy and durable, and it was less than 4 inches from me. I grabbed on, and then I looked down, and weirdly, I looked much closer to the ground - around 2 stories high. I let myself fall to the ground, I landed unharmed (this was in first-person perspective). When I hit the ground, my vision scattered around rapidly, but my vision caught sight of Jason Voorhees roughly 6-8 yards away, walking towards me. I got up (the castle was to my left; a row of skinny, planted trees and a road was to my right. I watched Jason and he watched me, then I made a mad dash to the right -- first-person view changed to third-person view, and as I ran away, Jason leaped onscreen at me and sawed straight through me diagonally at the shoulder with his machete. I fell quickly to my death, and it was very... gory. The view changed to two people walked by right after my death (I think Zac Efron mixed with Cordon Bleu, and Vanessa Hudgens). Jason abruptly did a double-dropkick to Zac Efron's head and he was swiftly decapitated... err, the end.
What I think might have inspired most parts of this dream:
[[This all had happened recently before the dream.]]
The magic show part; I saw a magician perform on Ellen DeGeneres' show.
Ghostface-like killer; I watched Scary Movie on TV, main parody being Scream.
Jason Voorhees; saw a sneak preview for the new Friday the 13th.
Castle; Assassin's Creed.
My abrupt death; Nemesis from Resident Evil 3 (Jason leaped at me just like him and swooped his arm down identically to Nemesis)/Hunters from Resident Evil 1 (Similar to Nemesis' leap, but they swiftly decapitate you, despite Jason decapitating me with his machete as opposed to the Hunter's claws).
Cast of High School Musical; me feuding with my sister on if Saw V would beat HSM3 at the box office.
October 24th, 2008
Short Synopsis: Lizzi and I spend a cuddly, cute afternoon underneath a serene horse stable, then we share an all-too-real-feeling kiss.
Equation: Lizzi + I = <3
I had another dream that same night. I can't remember as much as I'd like, but I remember some. It was mostly Lizzi and I spending lots of time together because she drove over to visit. Our house was more of a cottage on a ranch instead of being in an urbany town. I only remember around two parts; Lizzi and I cuddling closely and pecking one another on the lips while relaxing on the grass underneath a small, open, vacant horse stable. I remember leaning onto her shoulder/side and hugging onto her arm until my mother interrupted a while later with something random. The other and last part I remember, is shortly after my mother's interruption, Lizzi and I went to go inside, but before we entered the house, I just turned around to face Lizzi, wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her softly and briefly. It was strange because it wasn't a peck, and it wasn't a dramatically long kiss, but for a brief moment, I felt like I could feel the kiss and feel the sensation despite it being only a dream. I didn't give off a smile before I kissed her, but simply and slowly closed my eyes and leaned in. It was sudden, but she blushed after and returned the kiss shortly after. I hope it's not weird that I can remember every aspect of that kiss.
October 25th, 2008
Short Synopsis: Beth Phoenix and Michelle McCool kill each other with fruit, then Michelle McCool wins the WWE World... Cup?
Equation: Divas x 4 = Beth Phoenix - Michelle McCool + Maria + Hot Ditsy Girl = Diva Fatal Four-Way + Fruit = Fight + Fruitcake = Christmas? + Divas World Cup = Merry Christmas, WWE!
The first dream that I can remember of the night was a WWE-related dream. I think it was on SmackDown! that Beth Phoenix with her Women's Championship (smaller than her usual height), Michelle McCool with her Divas Championship (taller than her usual height), I think Maria, and then some random girl who resembled the ditsy and infantile elephant from The Adventures of Billy & Mandy. I can't remember exactly what happened, but Michelle hit Beth with some sort of large, blunt fruit in the back of the head, the ditsy girl but Beth in a side headlock, Maria just disappeared, and then Michelle annihilated Beth with her belt. Michelle then lifted up her and Beth's belt (though Beth's belt was transformed into a gold World Cup) and the dream ended. Idfk.
October 25th, 2008
Short Synopsis: Lizzi and I play a "guess the answer" game with a televised interview of only Bernie Mac on TV in the middle of the night.
Equation: Me + Computer = Mischeviousness - No One on MSN = Boring + Lizzi's Availability = Perfect + Bernie Mac on TV = More Perfectness - Waking Up = Fuck.
The second dream of that night was shorter, and I can't remember that much of it, but I remember doing stuff on my computer late at night with my TV on, and I decided to try and talk to Lizzi on MSN despite her being "offline", but the message sent. I sent a rather peppy, happy hello to her and she replied, and we began to talk a little, then while I was turning the channels, I came across some sort of interview with and with only Bernie Mac. I told Lizzi and she watched it, too. I also think we were on webcam. For some reason, it was somewhat like a quiz (the TV show thing). Or we turned it into a game, like "guess the answer". It was strange and random, but he asked something along the lines through the TV, "What's my favorite *[insert action here]* action?" and her and I randomly said, "*growsback*" and he started laughing and was like, "Yeah, dawg!". It was a really weird dream, but I believe it was inspired to me from Lizzi's admiration for Bernie Mac. And the fact I stay up late. Along with the fact I miss talking with Lizzi so late at night.
October 26th, 2008
Short Synopsis: A weird, cursed mask kills keels Kathy's cloned luverz, Splint, multiple times -- then, Maggie Gyllenhall (Rachel Dawes from The Dark Knight, I finally remember!) and I do weird gymnastics in a small tower along with other cast and crew from TDK, but Christopher Nolan sustains a severe facial injury; Aaron Eckhart switches with Christopher Nolan, and Aaron reveals himself to be Two-Face... for real.
Equation 1: Smex + Secluded Area = Yey? - Haunted, Killer Masks = Ohnoz.
Equation 2: Gymnastics - Small, Narrow Tower = Bad + TDK Cast & Crew = Awesome - TDK Director Almost Dying = NO DARK KNIGHT SEQUEL! + Aaron Eckhard Turns Into the Real Two-Face = YES! DARK KNIGHT SEQUEL!
This dream was weird. It started off with I think Kathy and a clone of multiple Splint's (her perfect boyfriend, FYI -- YOUTWOSOCUTE!) hiding and scurrying around inside of a very tall, square, but very narrow and hollow beige-tint brick tower. I think Kathy had three clones - on each level of the tower she was with one of the clone's of Splinteh, she was going to smex him (srsly), but there was a hidden, weird-looking mask around the area they were in. This mask was I guess a curse, and it unfortunately killed the Splint clone mysteriously (without any kind of visualization, but I just knew). It happened two more times with the other clones, and that was the end of that portion of the dream. Don't worry, Kathy! They were just clones and not the real Splinteh. :P!
The second portion of the dream was in the same area, the small, narrow, beige-tint brick tower. A few crew members from The Dark Knight were there (like the screenwiter, set designer, etc.), Christopher Nolan was there (director of TDK), and Aaron Eckhart (Two-Face in TDK). A random girl was also there (I think Maggie Gyllenhall [Bruce Wayne's love interest in TDK]), along with myself. Inside the tower at the very top (the tower was very small, hollow, no stairs or anything - just small ledges and poles), there were to ledges in the opposing corners; Maggie person stood on one ledge and I stood on the other (there was a small, open door on my ledge, so people could get onto it). I guess I wanted to try a game with gymnastics moves; I explained that I'd do a 180' backflip over to Maggie's ledge and she'd grab my hands, then the other members of TDK (who got onto the ledge next) would do the same, except they'd grab the last person who jumped's feet. Around two other guys did that jump, and then Christopher Nolan was the last one to attempt it. A crew member from TDK was going to help give him a boost by tossing him down to catch on to the other guy, but the crew member went a little crazy and threw Nolan too high, and then Nolan did a boomerang effect and flew outside of the top tower window; he fell really climactically (and in partial slow motion) onto a spiked, cylinder-like pyramid roof on his shoulder... there was crew to help any mishaps at the bottom of the inside of the tower, but no one was outside the tower thinking Nolan was going to smash out of the tower like that, so it was completely uncalled for. After that big mishap, we were all sitting on small pine-colored folding chairs (somewhere in a rocky/small mountainy desert) awaiting what happened (I sat at the back row; Maggie was next to be, and Lizzi was in front of me a little to the right). All the chairs were facing a small shelter (made with four 9-10 inch steel poles and a white, uneven cloth over the top of the poles as a tarp) and Aaron Eckhart came out (Eckhart somehow took the place of Nolan, so it's as if Eckhart was the one who flew out). His head was turned slightly to the side and he said he didn't look the same; I whispered to Lizzi and Maggie that I'd be so totally psyched if he revealed that he then actually looked like Two-Face (since he portrays him in the movie) and low-and-behold, he turned his head and looked exactly like his Two-Face self (except his disfigured face was a turquoise color instead of blood red like in the movie). I began clapping and whooing because I thought it was a joke and he was okay, just a persona to bring his Two-Face character back, and I began tapping Lizzi on the shoulder telling her about that on behalf that she didn't see the movie, but she ignored me, and no one else clapped, so I slowly quit it. He then took off his "Two-Face" mask and revealed his face to be even more disfigured and one person clapped and laughed and then they slowly stopped. Another guy then asked somberly and seriously, "How serious was your fall? Are you okay?" And he answered he was going to be okay, and I woke up shortly after.
October 27th, 2008
Short Synopsis: Natasha Beddingfield played a weird Smash Bros. Melee game, I collect guns and digital cameras, then a weird guy kills everyone while vomiting and I destroy him gorily. Hurry.
Equation: 3D Smash Bros. Melee Game - Natasha Beddingfield = Awesome and Not Awesome = Guns & Video Cameras + Natasha Beddingfield Dying = Wooo. + Weird, Homocidal, Bulemic Fat Guy = Something Unnecessarily Gory
Umm... there was something about an upstairs, Natasha Beddingfield playing a weird 3D real-time strategy-related Smash Bros. Melee game, I randomly walked around (in first-person view) picking up guns (very realistic looking!) and video-cameras/cameras (I picked up the ones where you can see what you're looking at before you take a picture, and it looked like it'd be such a realistic FPS game). After a while in that room, the lights blew out. Some weird fat guy with no bottom torso killing Natasha and started randomly vomiting and exploding. I think I shot him and he imploded. Yes, I have a weird dream-mind. Thank you.
October 28/29th, 2008
Short Synopsis: The Lopez' go to pick Max up and we find out he cherry-bombs a kids' head. I can't do nuttin' in my dreams!
Equation: George + Angie = Max - Juvenile Delinquency = Juvenile, del loco, Juvenile!
I can't remember much but I was George Lopez, we (Angie Lopez and I) were going to pick up Max Lopez from the schoolyard and I guess the principle came up to us and said Max cherry-bombed a kid's face or something. I was like, "Heh-heh, that's mah boy!" and Angie was like, "GEORGE. This is serious!" and I was like, "Serious, del loco, serious!" sarcastically. I can't remember the rest, but there was more.
Coming attractions next dream.
For random input, for those who don't know what "reverie" is, it means an abstract way of thinking, or dreaming. It's my new favorite word. It describes me.
Song I shall sleep to tonight: Sarah McLachlan's "Angel"
In the arms of the angel,
May you find... some comfort... here.
5:50 PM
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