Friday, December 26, 2008

Malaria Med Dreams

Night 1: I'm among a group searching for a missing friend in a forest. We come upon a group of Twilight-like supernatural beings, standing in a circle. Obviously very movie-like, a member of my group goes forward calling the missing person's name and asks the group if they've seen anyone. They attack, we run. After a while I see Alex Winkler jump a fence while his female pursuer is stuck inside. He says, "You jumped off a 30 foot cliff to get me, but you can't get over this fence?!" Then I continue running towards a lighted building. Inside, it's a chem lab but there's blaring metal music. Brandon Padveen is in there going nuts and the room's a disastrous mess. I join in in the smashing of test tubes, etc.

Night 2: A mash-up of Home Improvement, Full House, and other '90's sitcoms. Before the parents come home this generic sitcom 17-year old girl is pregnant, I think. Her boyfriend's there, too. They argue about what to tell her parents. When the dad comes home, she tells him her plans for marrying the boyfriend. Later, one of the kids from Home Improvement is in his room talking to his little sister, who's Michelle from Full House. 

Night 3: I have a fatal illness that first manifests itself as a scar on the forearm. Apparently when I was diagnosed, I consented to assisted suicide, because the pain of this disease becomes unbearable. At the current time, I have forgotten about this. The scar on my forearm is very faint and I have no pain at all. I am reminded by my father that I am to die on a certain, upcoming day. I start freaking out. I talk to Melissa about it. I explain my situation, minus the assisted suicide part. She replies, "Yeah, it gets really bad." or something. Then when I break down crying, freaking out about dying, she disappears. My dad reminds me about the day, "tomorrow". I plead in tears, "Can I wait until after graduation?". The next day comes, it's dusk. I'm rummaging through my room (which isn't my room in real life, nor is it my familiar home) for things I need to sort out before I die. Nobody is aware that I'm going to die. It's kept lowkey. I then walk out of the house, and keep walking. That's how it ended. It was a fucking psychologically abusive dream. The next day I coincidentally read The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, in which the title character is aware of when he will die, also. The theme of the day was 'Mortality'. 

Night 4: In an advisory group (not sure if it was SC people), we compete in a Gauntlet of challenges that take place in a hotel. Then the hotel becomes a version of my cousin's house. One challenge included throwing toys to kittens and puppies in one room. 

There were more, but they're either not as interesting/I can't remember them.
 

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