Wednesday, 9 January 2013

Childhood and the World

So I was dreaming about being a child again last night. Oh how I would miss it, and would love to be one right now, to get away from all of this work which is really pissing me off. In my dream I was in a big old house with some other kids running around, just like the good old times. And I was running upstairs because we were going on holiday somewhere, not sure where, might have been Spain, oh how I miss going there. When I got the stuff I wanted I ran back downstairs. And there was a bus... and I don't remember much after that. At another point in my dream I remember being transported to places... around the world. And we were on a big piece of iceberg and we were floating places, and I was climbing to the top of the iceberg so I wouldn't be near the water. At one point it broke off, and we had to find something bigger to get on. We did, and then there was bits of rock flying around so avoided them. I know I dreamt more than that, but I don't remember half of it as it is now afternoon and my mind just can't remember it. And I've also gone back to my stage where I'm pulling library books out about dreams, just like first year, can't wait to read up and make some notes.. and I know I need them for research.

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Running, Broken Finger and Saving A Show

I woke up at half 11 this morning, it wasn't intentional I was watching the end of Pirates of the Caribbean last night til half 1. Then I woke up half remembering and half forgetting the dreams I had. But I remember I did a lot of running, not flying like I usually do, but running. I was running along scenic routes and over a bridge. I knew I was in a race and went to overtake people, I wanted to win. After the bridge  I got to some play park, there were people used to go to school with, so I went to go and join them. There was a lot of climbing and looking down involved. People were making each other fall off it and I was afraid they were going to do it to me. But they didn't, so I felt better. Later on I looked down, and saw that I had a bandage on my finger, I couldn't move it and freaked out, It was broken and I had to live with it. I went on to go in a building where there was a show going on, so I went to go and sit down. There wasn't much going on so I decided to go to the toilet... then after coming out I decided to go on stage and sing Don't Stop Believing... as weird as that sounds I actually got a standing ovation and saved the show. It was a weird but wonderful dream.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Grandparents, Primary and Saving The World

So I wake up feeling like I'm still dreaming and ever so weird, and did something which I've never done before. Tell my parents about my dream. There was so much to remember I had to sit up and think what the first part of my dream. And that was at my grandparents house. Yet as ever, whenever I'm there in my dreams I want to leave. So I opened a window and looked out, and I saw my Aunt who lives in Turkey. I felt a bit guilty, so went back in the house. I went downstairs and heard voices and laughing... I knew I couldn't leave. I went in and the family was there, mam, dad, sister, Nana, Aunt and great Aunt and Uncle. I couldn't leave, never in my life in that house have all of them people been in the same room before. There was a film on, just like the old days, so I sat down and started to enjoy myself. And I loved being there, I started some conversations and had a real nice time. At some point my mam wanted me to go in the attic, so I said I would. We went upstairs and I started up into the attic. It then seemed never ending and took me ages to get in. 

I then dreamt about being at primary school... again. And yet again I was in the yard flying around, as per usual. But this time was different, I felt that I had a purpose there. There was loads of people there, and I knew them all from school, work, family and uni. At one point, for some reason, we had to get into groups of 3, so I looked around and saw my great uncle and aunt, so I went next to them. Then for some reason, the group gradually got bigger. Then they asked in the group who had the strongest foot... weird... and then people volunteered me for it... even more weird. I then saw a guy putting a football to the ground, so I obviously had to kick it I guessed. I went over to it, but then people started running up the bank. So... I joined them. I ran onto the field.. and then kicked off from the ground and started to fly. I flew around and went over the yard and edged near the roof. I sat on the roof and saw that someone dove through it... so... I went in through as well. The person was out of sight, it didn't bother me, so I went looking down the corridors and had a look around. After searching I found myself in the toilets... so I went into a cubicle and shut the door. I don't know why I did it and wanted to leave. I then looked under the door and saw people walking around. I then feared for my life and thought I was going to die. I knew I was being stupid so then walked out. 

I then walked out and turned right. There were windows around and I saw people as statues, I knew that wasn't good. I went outside into a bar area and saw a friend there, I dragged her inside and said there was something weird about to happen and I needed her help. She then turned to the wall and told me an escape route... which was a good thing, I felt hope. She wanted me to come have a drink so I then followed her back into the bar. When we walked in, there was people running everywhere and I lost her. So I yelled for her, I then saw her running, so I went and followed her. I thought I caught up to her, I turned her around, but it wasn't her. I looked ahead, and had completely lost her. Then, the land started to split, I stepped to the left and was on a boat with a guy and three girls. The guy was really pissing us off so I pushed him off into the water. I said to the girls, take care, and I flew off. There was a bigger boat ahead so went over to it. I asked if my friend was there and she wasn't. There was a huge blue and white dingy thing opposite us and I knew she was going to be on it, I went to fly, but these people ended up pulling me back. I woke up into reality at 9 o clock.

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Holidays, University and My Car

I had some great dreams last night. One about holidays, well it wasn't much of being on holiday it was more of the people who I have been on holiday with, and I was so happy. We were out in some fields, God knows where they were, and we kept having races. Uphill, and downhill, I won nearly every time, just like the old times. Then I got to a field where they had disappeared, my sister was there and they were playing kickball. A game I used to play whilst at school. Fair to say I was crap to begin with. My mam was there, and asked my sister how people were doing, she said they were doing really well. She clearly wasn't talking about me, but I was having the time of my life with people who I hadn't seen in ages. God I miss those times. 

And I remember another dream at university. It was a Monday and I was thinking about my timetable, I had a lecture at 9 and finished around 4 and wished I wrote it down. I woke up and was thinking I'm not even in on a Monday this term. It feels it with the amount of work I have though. I remember going downstairs into the toilet, and there was a massive queue, and there was children there, small children. It was weird, I was thinking... when are small children ever here? Oh yeah... never. I hurried and rushed out as soon as I could. Then I started to worry thinking my boyfriend thinking he'd gone home. Next thing I knew he walked down the stairs and asked if I was free, I said yeah and if I wanted to go to Frankie and Benny's, so I said hell yeah and off we went.. and I remember nothing else after that. 

I then a very unusual dream about my car. I left it in the car park while going into a shop, I don't even remember being in a shop. But when I came out I couldn't find my car, and I really freaked out. I was running around trying to find it. Just to my annoyance there was a lot of aygo's which I kept thinking were mine. At one point I even opened one and went in, I was about to start the engine and then realised it wasn't my car, so jumped straight out of it. That's when I panicked more. I had to give up and know that my car was nowhere to be seen. Later on when I found my Dad he had my car, so I was forever grateful. And I can't remember anything else after that. 

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Primary School

I've left it late again to blog. And yet, I have forgotten most of last nights dream. However, I remember being at primary school, for the hundredth time. I really do miss being a child. And I really have forgotten mostly of what happened. The only thing that I remember is being in the schoolyard, running and flying around. And the field, the field is unforgettable. The weird thing is that I live right next to it. All I have to do is look out of my bedroom window and I can see where it is. But now there are trees in the way, so I can't see. I always have memories come to me when I look out of the window, and I'm moving out soon, quite soon. It will be hard, but I know I can do it. And I remember in the dream walking out of the school near the bus stop, which again, is a place I have to look out of the window and I can basically see. Oh the memories, I love them.