Dreams of princes.

I had a dream that Prince Harry was visiting Australia and we were hanging out (though without the entourage of security and other royal dudes). We went to a beach that was split in two by a sand bar that went out to an island. The water was so crystal clear, and there were these baby turtles swimming everywhere, their parents coming up the rear.

It was pretty great. I got a bit bored of Prince Harry 'cause he was being all chivalrous and all lovely to everyone and I either wanted to make out or dance. Whatever Prince Harry.

Then I think I went to some house parties and got to dance. And then I was at a train station for a while.

It gets hazy.

Oh Mr Sheffield!

There was a leach on my upper left thigh that had eaten away some of my muscle and left a really sore crater.
I pulled it off and was trying to find out the best way of killing it without squishing it (because I was scared it would bite me again, and cause it was real slimy and I wasn't sure I could hold onto it) but no one seemed interested in killing it.
Then there was a section of highlights from 'The Nannny'. Like a best of montage.

the ring

I was given a ring, it was a plain silver ring and for some reason I believe it was made of steel. I wore it on my middle finger. It was kind of enchanting.

Love Story

When it began I was part of a food tech team which consisted of Ellie (Birds), Mel, me and mystery person and we had to make a meal for judges, it was kinda of like masterchef but more highschooly. And we ended up cooking something with chicken, I can't remember but it looked awesome. I don't think we won but we didn't lose at the same time. But apparently that wasnt interesting enough so it turned into a ballroom dancing competition. Similar but not exactly like ballroom dancing, first we danced singulary and then we danced two different types of dances in pairs. My partner was tall and awesome and we were like the greatest dancers ever and I was convinced we were going to win because everyone else was just okay except for one other pair. Once the dances were over and the judges were about to deliver the verdict I ran outside because I couldnt handle the pressure and I had some dancing official sitting with me because apparently I couldnt be left alone. Anyway turns out we didnt win we came second or something but for some reason it didnt matter by then because I was in love with my partner and I knew it. Dreams are so mucher nicer to me than real life.

You can't stop

I had another dream where Hairspray featured. As far as I can remember, a dude was like, "let me take a page out of my favourite hairdressing movie" and then everything in my dream became brightly coloured and hairspray themed.
I'm pretty ok with this becoming a regular thing.

Apocalypse Now!

So I slept till 1ish today because everytime I woke up I felt like I needed to get back to my dream, to finish it or keep it going. I'm not really sure why I felt it was necessary maybe I just figured I had nothing else to do today so I might as well sleep and dream. I don't really remember much but it had something to do with a post-apocalyptic world. I was one of the survivors with a team of other people and we had been key to bringing down the enemy, I believe they were human shaped but in my mind they were aliens so not sure might have just been foreign. So there we are survivors in this torn up world and we've set up a safe camp for all the survivors which just happens to be my old primary school so everyone has a chance to get some shut eye. So I'm wandering around my old school trying to find somewhere to sleep and I'm like no we can't sleep here that's where all the year 6 kids will be coz naturally the whole school population is alive after the apocalypse, but as well as most of the space being taken the stairs are broken everywhere and we can't get upstairs. We go around the back of the years 5 and 6 building and there is a miracle staircase which is not broken which leads to this small room which doesnt appear to be attached to anything. Not really sure what happens next but all of a sudden this person that I was with starts wigging out and glowing and shit coz apparently she's one of the invaders we'd been fighting and then I think I woke up and my next dream changed situation.

I nose.

I had another dream where I spent a significant amount of time blowing my nose while people talked to me.
I should get that looked at.

Smeams

In my dream there was a thread on facebook where people were editing Kate Beaton comics so they were portmanteaus. Somehow.

I remember explaining to someone what it was all about, and being really impressed with everyone's artistic skill in appropriating Kate Beaton's comics.

And then I was sad that my dream featured facebook so heavily.

I should be a detective

So I had like three dreams in one last night, each one seamlessly transforming from the next. At first I was standing in a line to get ice-cream and it was a really long line but no one was complaining we were all just waiting. And then it was like I was a detective or journalist doing a story on the ice-cream parlour and I was talking to the employees, and one of them was blind and she was talking about how because of her disability it made her the best person to make new flavours and then I started talking to her about how she became blind and it was in some accident when she was younger. And in the corner was this big fat man-looking lady, the way many a lunch lady is described, wearing a hairnet and scooping out ice-cream for the hoardes of people and all of a sudden it dawns on me that the employee's blindness was no accident but the result of lunch lady's manipulations to have the greatest ice-cream. And then she looks at me and I know so I pull out my gun that I all of a sudden have but she doesnt just surrender instead she pulls a flick-knife out of her apron so for some reason I put down my gun like knife beats gun. Then I'm chased outside by crazy knife-wielding ice-cream lady and she goes to throw the knife and and it lands a few feet from me and then my back-up arrives and she's arrested.

I think this next one is the result of me watching Jackass the movie, it was like I was a videographer hiding in the bushes as a team of people all dressed up jumped out and scared people rounding the corner of a building, or they would jump out fromm behind closed doors and scare people. Not a lot happened really I think I forgot most of it.

Next, a group of random friends some of whom I recognised and some I didnt got all dressed up in superhero costumes to watch a movie premiere of some new comic movie. It was like an open air cinema on the grass but with all the comforts of an indoor cinema. And then when the movie's over my friends and I are doing tricks and stuff on the grass like they were doing in the movie, it's like there is a super low gravity on this planet that we are one because we can basically fly given a few kicks of the feet and some careful manourvering. And then I had to wake up because my dog needed to be fed.

Square

The only part I remember was someone was teasing my about my toenails, because they were apparently to square. Namely just my left big toe.

It meant that I wasn't allowed to do something. I forget now, but it was really upsetting to me in the dream.

Tea Connoisseur

So I had a few dreams the other night but in the one I can remember best I was in a class for learning about tea and tea etiquette, kind of like wine tasting I guess but the most exciting part was everyone picking out their mug or tea cup, I chose a mug but I can't remember what it looked like. And then for some reason from there it turned into a painting class while I stood there drinking tea. Ellie was working on a painting of a landscape with houses and green pastures but she was having trouble with her shading and making sure the light was all coming from the same direction. So while our teacher who seemed familiar but I can't remember who it was but not Ms McCallum. Well, he was next to the easel trying to help and I was there drinking tea from my mug and making snide remarks which caused the teacher to glare at me like he was the devil but I couldn't seem to stop myself from saying all these snotty things as I sipped on tea and started flailing and splashing it about as I wouldn't back down. And from there the dream kind of meshed into a dream where there was a knock on the door and my mum telling me that we were leaving exactly on 8 o'clock and then nothing...

The lady in white.

I was on a train, talking to a pretty, middle aged Asian lady who was dressed in creams and whites. We were discussing something to do with a hotline/registration for a phone hotline for Long QT Syndrome. The train line we were on was similar to the north shore line, heading from Gordon into the city. I got off at Milsons Point (except the station in my head was much MUCH fancier and prettier. It was all glass and like a giant pretty greenhouse). But then I was suddenly talking to people from the government/spy people and they were questioning me about my conversation with the lady on the train. She and I had been discussing the hotline and how it was difficult to remember all the codes you had to punch in, so I offered her the slip of paper that had the code for Long QT Syndrome on it, since I already had it written down in my diary. At the time I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but once I was talking to these government type guys, I started having flashes of her being all secretive and menacing, and it was suddenly a really horrible thing for her to have the code to register Long QT Syndrome on the phone line. (It wasn't a personal identification code or anything, just the generic code so the phone like could direct you to the appropriate section and for data collection).

My dream self was split between being convinced that this lady was doing something bad, and wanting to get all spy adventure on her butt, and the other half of me knowing that the information I gave her wasn't that important or secret, and it wasn't bad that she had it, and was really scared that I was so easily convinced she was evil.

I remember describing her to one the government people, and trying to phrase it without mentioning ethnicity. It came out as a really generic description of: 'a lady with dark hair in a creamy white pant suit.'

Saving it for later.

I don't remember when I dreamed it, or anything else from the dream, other than there was something seriously wrong with my foot.

It was like my foot had grown over a straw, running down the outside of my right sole, and then the straw had been removed leaving a hollow tube.

It was really painful and wrapped in cling wrap.

Diving Contest

I had a dream that I was in a friendly diving competition. There was a pair of springboards set up on the ocean shore, but somehow it was deep enough for everyone to be diving into. So my team was losing really badly and then its my turn to dive and in my mind I know I'm a super good diver (which is absolute rubbish because I don't even like to go swimming). But the crowd around me is all go "choke, choke, choke!" like on 8 mile when Eminem goes to rap, and I'm ignoring that but I'm struggling to get up on the dive board because there doesn't to be a ladder but its not so far off the ground that you can't reach it. Anyway I manage to get up there eventually and once I'm up I spend a really long time bouncing on the springboard trying to get the right rhythm and then when I'm ready I bounce and shoot up and kinda just fall into the water from height. It's a prettty crappy dive but it's more impressive than everyone elses because they're all doing just a normal pool dive that you'd do on a starting block. And then after that it gets kinda blurry I think I'm swimming a bit and then it just ends.

Keeping it in the family.

30/06/2011: Waning Crescent, 1% full.

Sam and Jordon were having their wedding out the front of our high school. Very lovely ceremony, if a bit strange to have the bus stop in the background of all their wedding photos.

In the time after the wedding, it turned into more of a family event with my mum's side of the family.

I was hanging out with my cousins, and then quite suddenly they started getting really angry.

Apparently one of my cousins had started dating my ex-uncle (aunt's ex-husband) who isn't the best character.

I didn't believe them at first, but then the cousin in question came over and started bragging about how she had slept with ex-uncle (important to stress there is no blood relation here to try and redeem my cousin's imagined actions) 6 nights ago.

Another one of my aunts, who didn't look like my aunt but I instinctively knew it was her, came and stood beside me, her anger barely controlled. In a very strained voice she asked to speak with my cousin. They flounced off, my cousin sticking out her tongue and generally being a twat as they walked off, while her mother half heartedly told her to stop it and be respectful.

While all this was happening though, there was a subplot which involved me blowing my nose repeatedly, but not being able to clear it. It kept being blocked up and runny. My aunts were teasing me about it, and commenting on the inefficient way in which I was blowing my nose. Then I woke up and needed to blow my nose.

Imprisoned

The beginning of the dream where I'm a criminal mastermind is kind of blurry, but I was apart of some sort of team possibly for bank robberies and we had killed some people, I want to say 3. So then we are being hunted by the cops and we're trapped in this building and someone on my team decides to set off an explosion to distract them while we make a get away however, I end up to close to the bomb and fall down and am consequently arrested. There was no trial or anything I was just going to jail but jail turned out to be this awesome house, it was all redone and fancy not huge but roomy and basically it was like I was under house arrest. I had a designated carer who seemed nice enough. So I'm just living in this house day after day, nothing too exciting but I seem happy enough. And then they even let me have friends visit I'm just not allowed to leave. Eventually I'm allowed into the garden but that's about as far as I get and then the dream kinda changes and peters off.

Ice wedding

29/06/2011: Waning Crescent, 4% full.

I had a dream where I was marrying Jess H./Sarah T./Erin, but not because we loved each other. It was more a really long, extended joke. I wasn't involved with the planning at all, and was the groom. Jess was my bride before the wedding, Sarah after the ceremony and Erin when it came time to cut the cakes and party.

For some reason we were holding the wedding on an ice skating rink. When it came time for the bridal walk, instead there was an ice skating show of the 'bridesmaids' in their own wedding dresses, and my bride (not sure who it was at this stage) skated out with her father.

Then the ceremony was over and Sarah and I were getting congratulated by our parents and skating around the rink, talking to people in the first row.

Then it was time to cut the cake. The cakes had already been cut and people had started to eat them, but we hadn't done the ceremonial cutting of them. Erin had a brown slab cake (coffee? chocolate?) and I had a really high, round layered cake of white chocolate cream and chocolate cake, that later turned into a plain cake. The cakes had already been sliced, so we just ran our knives through the cut marks. Erin and I just cut our own cakes. No joint cutting.