Med School

My boyfriend and I were taking a couple of classes together to become doctors. We were going to this enormous school that looked a lot like Hogwarts on the outside. On the inside it looked just like a normal school. The class we attended last night was a trapeze class (because all doctors have to be trapeze artists). There was one other girl in our clas. She was a little chunky and very blonde. Our instructor was in his early thirties and was a good teacher.

My boyfriend volunteered to go first, which is very typical of him. He climbed up, attached his harness, and swung around. I envy how fearless he is. When he climbed down, the other girl climbed up. She was actually really good. When she climbed down, I climbed up.  I felt like I was climbing upwards forever. I was really scared when I got to the top and I forgot what I was supposed to do. The instructor told me to come down but my boyfriend told him I could do it. My boyfriend then talked me through what I was supposed to do and I did it. I swung around and did some flips and it was fun. 

Now class was over and the three of us were talking to our instructor. He was telling my boyfriend about how great he was doing and asked how his other classes were going. Of course they were going well because he is so driven when it comes to furthering himself. The instructor had another class, so we all parted ways at that point. 

A little later I met my boyfriend at his parents house. He was going to med school and couldn't afford an apartment. His mom was home so he told me we had to be quiet. He grabbed my wrist and led me to his room. He shut the food behind us and pressed me against it. He pinned both of my arms above my head and kissed me.  One hand held my arms while the other traced my side up and down. After a few minutes he threw me on the bed. We kept kissing as one thing led to another. I woke up as we both reached where we were going at the same time. 

Monster 101?

I was in a class in college where we were required to stay the night in this house. The professor was old and mean but she was never around. Her TA was and he was sweet and cute and handsome and I had the biggest crush on him. He took a liking to me too because he helped me with all of my assignments. 

The dream started during the day where we had to do an art project. I painted a picture of the mountains the yard overlooked, as per the suggestion of the TA. The other girls and I were at about the same level when it came to our artistic abilities but I was the only one to get an A because the professor loved being in the mountains better than anything else. 

Afterwards, we all ate a fish dinner at an enormous kitchen table. The conversation was constant and easy between all of us and kept going even after the meal ended and we migrated to the living room. That was where we got our next assignments: write ten instances of positive causes with negative effect. For example, "we built a bridge for the cpmmunity to quickly travel to and from their homes, but all it was used for was for people to jump off of." I was taking my time and had three written down when the alarm started to go off. We were under attack.

Each of the doors and windows had a meters on them telling you how much had been beaten away. Everyone could see they were starting at the front of the house so the TA grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom at the farthest end of the house and sat me down on the couch. A few people had followed us back there, but the TA didn't care about them. He told me to wait for him here. So I waited. Eventually he came back and told me the rest of the house had been secure but we had lost a few of our own.

We all thought we were safe so we all started to relax. But then they attacked all three bedroom windows at once. We were able to defeat two of the little monsters no problem but the third crashed through he window and killed the boy guarding it. It came for me next but the TA cut it's head off and threw it out the window in one solid movement. Two other guys boarded up with widow as soon as someone else heaved the body out. The TA ran over to me, picked me up, and spun me around. We had won and now we could relax. We got to talking again on the couch. I was planning on telling him how much I liked him but I woke up before I got the chance. 

Mall Fun

It was my senior year of high school and a big group of my friends and I went on a field trip to the mall. We always went to the mall to watch IMAX movies but I skipped that part in my head. I buddies up my best friend from 8th grade and we started walking around. We found a shopping cart and we both got on an end. I was on the front so he was the one pushing. I really had to pee so I leaned forward and asked him if we could find a bathroom. He leaned forward too so we were almost touching and he told me sure. 

We found a sign for the bathroom and went over to it. Of course there wasn't actually a bathroom there so I knew I was dreaming. My friend walked off and so did I. I decided it was time to shop. I went into a few stores down the hall and got bored. I thought roller skating would be fun and then there were roller skates on my feet. I went up and down the hall a few times. I went through stores and dodged racks of clothes and people. 

I decided to be done so I was skating back to the store we were supposed to meet the bus driver in. I was going down hill and was going to just push right through the door without stopping. This was a bad idea. Apparently I rammed into the wrong side of the door because I ended up knocking the whole thing off of it's hinges. I was still holding onto the thing when I was inside and realized I bashed a police woman in the face with it. I very quickly dropped it and skated off. I thought about putting shoes back on and they were back on. It felt weird walking again but I went straight back to the police woman and asked if she was okay. She told me she was fine and didn't need any help. 

I was about to walk away when on the other side of the doors was a policeman being attacked by his dog. I asked the wan if we should help him and she said no because they were just playing. So I just stood there and watched as the man beat the dog with his nightstick and still lost. The dog then came into the store and I backed away slowly. It went straight to the police woman and she told it how good a dog it was and pet it. I was very afraid at this point because I had just hit this lunatic in the face with a door. I tried to hide behind a rack of clothes but the dog found me so I woke up. 

Carnival Fun

My boyfriend and I were waiting in line to get on a roller coaster set up on the grounds of my high school. We had to go in one at a time and he let me go first. I went up the stairs and into the classroom and sat down in the middle of the roller coaster and saved the seat next to me. I was listening to the teacher in the classroom give a lecture and before I knew it almost the entire coaster was full of people, but my boyfriend was no where in sight. I tapped on the shoulder of my friend in front of me who was also alone. He turned around and asked me where my boyfriend was. I was about to tell him I didn't know when a big, tall, fat man walked in with my boyfriend behind him. The big man explained how my boyfriend had fallen down the stairs and now had a concussion and couldn't go on the ride. So I got up, gave my boyfriend a hug, and we walked away to do something else.

The dream shifted to me working the rides alone. I was working the swings when a woman came and asked for my help. She needed me to dispose of some jewelry and I told her I would. In my dream I knew her, but I don't know her now. I pocketed the jewelry and figured I'd lose it at some point.

The dream shifted again and I was working inside an inflatable playhouse. My mom, brother, boyfriend, and some family friends were behind me just hanging out and talking. Inside the house, it was my job to keep people out or they won a bunch of candy. They would come up the windows and I would have to punch them before they could punch me. I was really good at it so it got pretty boring. I started doing tricks to entertain myself and that made it harder, but it wasn't much more interesting.

The dream shifted again to everyone I mentioned before lying in a giant bed with white sheets and a big, comfy white comforter. Everyone was talking and I was playing with the jewelry the woman had given to me. There was a diamond necklace, a diamond engagement ring, and a diamond wedding band. I started to think they must be worth a fortune and maybe I could get my brother to sell them for me in a pawn shop.

Then it shifted again and I was walking down the hall with a group of people. A woman led us to a computer lab and was showing us how to use the program when I woke up. 

There's Nothing Like the Open Ocean

I was at college (that wasn't the one I go to in real life), in a math class that was stupidly simple. I spent my time tutoring a boy in there who I thought was becoming my friend. I learned differently when he invited me over to his apartment on campus. It was very dark when I went in so I didn't see him when he came up behind me and gagged me so I couldn't scream. He tied my hands behind my back and ripped off all of my clothes but my underwear. He told me we were going to have sex. I groaned in refusal and shook my head. He dragged me up the stairs and sat me down on the floor and slapped me. He told me he was going to take a piss. When he was done, he told me it was my turn and that I was to come into his bedroom with my underwear off or else he would kill me and then screw me.

He untied my hands and I went into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me, not that it would do any good since it was only a half a door. I untied the gag but I didn't have to pee, so I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror... 

About a minute had gone by and I knew I was running out of time and had to think of something, when an old couple walked into the apartment looking for their son. The mother came upstairs calling his name. She poked her head into the bathroom and I pointed to the bedroom and mouthed the word "help". But he didn't. She ran down the stairs screaming "gypsy!" I started to panic and ran after her. In a full sprint, I went down the stairs, grabbed a shirt, and flew out the door. I could hear him on my heels so I didn't stop.

Eventually I knew I had outrun him but still I was too afraid to stop... I ended up tripping on an uneven slab of concrete but someone caught me... I looked up and it was a drop dead gorgeous man. He was tall, had a beautiful face with some dirty blonde chin whiskers that matched the short hair on his head. He had rippling muscles under his plain blue t shirt that brought out the blue in his eyes He asked me if I was alright. I started to sob. The gorgeous man walked me back to my apartment and helped me get into the shower, because I was disgusting. He was a complete gentleman and waited all the way outside my apartment until I was finished and dressed. Then he offered to take me out to dinner. Of course I accepted. 

The dream skipped ahead about a month, maybe two. I was walking down the sidewalk to meet my new boyfriend and some another couple he's friends with, when I saw the stupid boy who had taken me hostage in his apartment. He was just staring at me, smiling. I started to jog and almost immediately caught up to my boyfriend and his friends. Apparently I looked spooked because they all asked me if I saw a ghost or something. I told them no, I just needed a drink, and put on my best fake smile. My boyfriend grabbed my hand and squeezed it tight because he knew it was fake. (Here I noticed there was something very familiar about his hands...) When he walked me back to my apartment he made me tell him what happened. That was when I told him everything that had happened. Them he insisted we leave immediately. 

The dream skipped ahead to us, on a cruise. My immediate family was there, so was his uncle, his cousin, and his cousins girlfriend, which ended up being awful because his cousin was my abusive ex. We all went into a restaurant where my mom and I couldn't eat anything. We bought everyone drinks so we were still allowed to go in and sit with everyone. We were the last to go in so everyone had already sat down. I sat down and kissed my boyfriend... (That was when I consciously realized it was a version of my real life boyfriend. He kissed the same, had the same hands, and the same family). In the dream, I started to panic because I didn't want to sit at the same table as my ex. I told my boyfriend that as I got up to get drinks and he took care of that while I was gone. When I came back, my ex and his girlfriend were sitting by themselves. 

After we ate, we all went outside on deck. We all found a spot against the railing and looked over the side. I made my boyfriend switch with me when my ex ended up directly next to me. My mom shouted that someone should take a picture, so my boyfriend's uncle jumped in the water and took one of us. Everyone was so engrossed in what he was doing that my boyfriend and I were able to sneak off on our own. 

We sat down in these rows of benches. He was in the one behind me and I was turned around so I could talked to him. I told him I needed a drink (because being around his family was exhausting). He very seriously stared at me and told me he was not going to be in a relationship with someone who drank because his deadbeat dad was an alcoholic. I climbed over the bench and knelt on the floor in front of him. I grabbed both of his hands, looked him in his gorgeous green and blue eyes, and promised him I wouldn't do anything to risk losing him. He let go of my hands, gently placed his hands on my cheeks and neck, and pulled me in to kiss him.

When he broke away from me, we stood up and hugged... I looked over his shoulder and his cousin was right there, just staring. I let go of my boyfriend and his cousin told me he wanted to talk to me. My boyfriend said, "Well, go ahead. What is it?"

His cousin replied, "I want to talk to her 

alone."

"Well that isn't going to happen," my boyfriend told him. Then he grabbed my hand as led us back to the rail where he wrapped his strong arms around me and kissed me. 

That was when I woke up. 

Fear Comes in Many Forms

I had two very different dreams last night. The first was all about my boyfriend and I. We were staying in his uncle's mansion without him knowing. Firstly, it was easy because he was never home. Secondly, it was easy because it was like three houses in one. There were three master bedrooms, three living rooms, three kitchens, three dining rooms, a bunch of bedrooms and a bunch of bathrooms. It was all very empty and most of the walls were white, so that kind of bothered me, but it was still beautiful.

One day while my boyfriend and I were swimming, his uncle came home with his son and girlfriend. My boyfriend and I scrambled to sneak inside through one of our windows. We knew they had seen us, but they didn't know who we were. We sprinted through the house, around a corner, into our section, and into a dark closet in an empty bedroom. Somehow his uncle kept up and found us. I was terrified, but it turned out fine. He told us we were allowed to live there. He would even buy us furniture. He just wished we had come to him when we started having financial trouble. I woke up after that. Now I'm left wishing he could be that easy on us in real life...

I did fall back asleep to another dream that had nothing to do with the first. I was back in high school (which was located at my elementary school) and I was stuck in the IB Program my Senior year. It started the night before my last day. I was sitting at the kitchen table, putting the finishing touches on the paper that was due in history and the presentation that was due in science. The paper was perfect, all I had to do was print it out and put it in it's folder. I did so and moved on to the presentation. My PowerPoint was done, my notes were done, I planned out everything I was going to say. All I had to do what write it out on note cards. I did that and then the dream jumped forward to me at school, in class.

At some point during the jump, I had decided to take a different bag to school. In the process of changing them out, I forgot my laptop and my folder. All I had with me was my old notes, my old PowerPoint, and no paper whatsoever. I had history first and the teacher said he would accept my paper later, I just had to talk to him at the end of the day. I promised I would and headed to science. 

For my PowerPoint, I had everything saved in pieces on my student drive. In between presentations, I was putting mine together. The teacher was pissed when he finally noticed that I had come unprepared and told me that I was going to go next. Luckily, I had just finished putting it all together. The transitions weren't up to my standards, but the information was all there. The dream skipped over the presentation and put me at the back of the room, next to my science teacher with my history teacher nearby observing.

I was watching the second to last presentation when my history teacher gathered his thing to leave. I whispered to him and asked where he was going. He told me he was going home. I started to panic and asked if we could talk. He told me I had to stay in class and I was too late. He would never accept my paper. He left and I started to have a panic attack. I grabbed my folder and went through everything inside it, throwing anything that wasn't my paper on the floor. When the folder was empty and it's entire contents on the floor, I began to sob hysterically. I couldn't breathe and everyone was just staring at me. The teacher tried to calm me down, but couldn't. I was hurt that he didn't care my entire future was based on this, terrified that I had just messed up everything, and totally embarrassed that I had an audience for these feelings. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I woke myself up. 

Bully

It was dark, cold and raining. My boyfriend was getting gas while I ran into Fry's to pick up some things. There, I ran into this really awkward skinny girl from my Psychology class. She never talked to me in class but I still said hello to her. She was really sweet to me and asked me what kind of product she should use in her hair. I walked her over to the beauty section of the store and was showing her some of the things I thought she would like when this big, muscular bully walked over and started making fun of her. We both just blew him off and hoped he would stop.

After I had finished all of my shopping, I ended up in line behind the girl from my class and the stupid bully ended up behind me. He started running his mouth again so I turned around and told him to shut the fuck up. He asked me how I was going to make him so I put down my stuff and shoved him, hard. He stumbled backwards into a shelf. He wasn't happy. He regained his footing and swung at me. I ducked and he hit the poor girl from my class. Now I was really pissed. I tackled him to the ground and just started laying into the guy. Eventually he passed out, I got up, paid for my stuff, and met my boyfriend out in the car. My knuckles were bleeding and he was concerned, but I woke up. 

I fell back asleep to a dream I don't really remember. All I know is I woke up when I gasped because someone dumped a giant box of burnt adolescent chickens on the floor at my feet. I felt like I was going to be sick. 

The Sims: Apartment Living

I started out playing Sims on the computer. I was playing as a girl and I was trying to change the color of her dress but it just wasn't working. I kept hitting the wrong buttons and she kept walking away from me, so I decided to be inside the game instead. I became the girl and then it was so much more fun.

The game narrator showed me where my apartment complex was (it was the only building nearby). Then he showed me which room was mine by highlighting it in yellow. I was in a small room on the top floor. Then he showed me which rooms belonged to the owner and the manager, both of which were at least twice the size of mine. Then I went and met the manager of the apartment and he turned out to be my boyfriend. He was walking me upstairs to my room when one of my new neighbors came out and introduced himself. He turned out to be this crazy guy I knew in high school and had a big falling out with. I don't hate him like I used to, but I definitely don't like him at all.

So the two boys walked with me into my apartment and showed me where everything was. We spent a lot of time in the kitchen because the last people who lived there were very dirty. They left food everywhere and it was very gross. The manager said he would send someone to clean it, and in the mean time I could stay with him because he had an extra bed. Of course I agreed, since I already loved him and knew we would end up together.

The three of us then went and talked in the hallway and decided to go to the fair that was right outside. The manager and I were both ready to go, but Crazy Guy needed to change first or something. The manager told him that we would meet him at the fair and we left together. 

At the fair, we went on rides and held hands and shared food. He even kissed me on top of the Ferris wheel. Crazy Guy never met up with us and we were both thankful for that.....until we got home and found most of the apartment had scorch marks on it. It turned out that Crazy Guy was extremely jealous and desperately wanted to be with both the manager and I, so he lit a fire and burnt his apartment. The manager immediately evicted him and started on the clean up calls. 

Someone immediately came to his room and cleaned the walls and took the nasty furniture. New furniture appeared immediately after. He now had the most amazing bed I had ever seen. The main part was a big, comfortable king size bed, and at the foot was a bunk bed.  The bottom was a little less comfortable full size bed and the top was a futon fold out couch that faced a big screen tv. The manager told me he made sure to get me an extra bed that I could sleep in if I still wanted to. But I didn't. I asked him, "What if I don't want to? What if I want to share a bed with you?" And, with a sly smile on his face, he said, "We'll that works too..."

Then he wrapped his arms aroun my waist and put his hands flat on my bak and pulled my into chest. He looked into my eyes for a few seconds until all I wanted with my entire being was for him to kiss me. My heart was pounding as he slowly leaned in and softly kissed my lips. It was a great kiss, and when it was over I woke up. 

House Sitting Short

I was house sitting for the girl I tutor for. The girl and her mom went on a trip and I was just waiting for her brother to come home. Her brother was friends with my brother in the dream so I was really waiting for my brother so that we could leave. My boyfriend was staying with me and we were sitting on the couch watching tv. We had our shoes off and we were all snuggled up. But he couldn't leave me alone! He kept wanting to fool around and I kept having to yell at him! "My brother will be home any minute," I told him several times. "This is not our house! I work for these people!" I also explained. But he didn't listen. He just kept kissing me and nuzzling my neck. And what do you know, my brother walks in. I whisper to my boyfriend, "I told you so," but he just rolled his eyes at me. 

When we left, I was having a hard time driving. I would push the breaks all the way to the floor, but the car wouldn't stop until I was in the intersection... It was dark out and there was no one on the road, so it was okay, but it was still scary. I recognize the freeway I took, but I can't place it anywhere... It's something I've take before, but it's not something I take every day... Maybe it's somewhere between here and California. I woke up before we made it home. 

My House Is Haunted

Last night was rough. I slept terribly and had at least three different dreams. The first of which was a nightmare that kept me up for a few hours. 

The first thing I remember was walking down the hallway in my house with my mom. I asked her a question and heard a whisper in response that definitely wasn't my mom. I then asked jokingly, "Is that the house?" and it whispered again, "Yes..."

I was extremely freaked out and wanted to know exactly what parts of the house had enough power to talk to me, so I began a process I don't actually understand in real life. I discovered the worst room was the bedroom at the very front of the house; the bedroom that used to be my dad's man cave before he died. Since then, my mom had taken to sleeping there and had two babies. She also decided she wanted another baby right this second. So I asked the entity in my house to help me make a baby for her. The entity told me to take the metallic liquid on my hands and blow it away from me. I did so, and a small child was created from the material. Immediately I knew the child was goin to be evil, so I woke myself up. 

After that, I watched The Hunchback of Notre Dame on Netflix. Then I fell back asleep to a different dream. 

My family and I were on a road trip to somewhere and stopped at this gas station that had this awesome store inside. You could buy everything that was on the wall, or you could pay three dollars and play to win it. I went around to all of the machines and won three cart-fulls of stuff, including a bunch of money, t-shirts, and Halloween consumes. As we went to load up the car, I woke up. 

I thought I was going to be awake for the day, but I fell back asleep to yet another dream.

I went on a tour of a giant store with one of my classes from high school. It looked like a Sam's Club, but with higher shelves and more stuff. After the tour, we got to go back and actually shop. The only things I wanted were some lavender candles that were on the very top shelf of candles. There weren't any ladders around, so I scaled the side of the giant shelfing unit until I got to the top. I was a little disappointed that all of the ones I found were hollow. I was expecting them to be solid candles. I found some small solid candles, but I wanted really tall ones. I left with the small ones stuffed into my jacket. I woke up as soon as I got back to my my seat at the designated lunch table. 

There's something you have to understand about my nightmares:  they're exactly like movies. There are hardly any bright colors and the lighting is usually very dark. They're silent when they need to be, but there can also be music playing when something bad is going to happen. My dreams are extremely detailed and they always feel real. And then, instead of going away when I wake up, I can still vividly see the creatures in my mind. Things feel so much more real when you can't make them disappear when you wake up.