Date of dream: Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was at work, and someone had told me that Jason Isaacs was going to be arriving soon, and doing some contract work in our office for a couple of weeks. I was really excited, because I love Jason Isaacs, and I was walking around the various offices, talking to people about it - they were just as excited as I was. I stopped to go to the toilet, and when I came out, someone sent me a message that Jason had arrived, and was waiting in reception to be shown to my office. I headed off to meet him, but when I arrived I saw that it wasn't Jason Isaacs at all. The man standing there had shoulder-length curly ginger hair, and thick framed glasses. He was wearing an orange and green striped suit. As I led him back to my office, everyone we passed realised he wasn't Jason Isaacs, and seemed to take an immediate dislike to him. I showed him to his desk, and everyone in the office was giving him really unpleasant looks, making it clear he wasn't welcome. I joined in with them, but in actual fact I was quite attracted to him, and wanted to make friends - I was just afraid of going against the crowd, especially as I was the one most excited at the prospect of Jason arriving.
Later on, I finished work and had gone back to my old school (which is now knocked down and no longer exists). I was sitting on a grass bank outside the school with Brendan Cole (famous dancer). We were chatting - he was trying to get flirty, but I wasn't interested, I wanted just to be friends. A woman appeared behind is with a little girl - the girl was only about 2 years old, but she was in a school uniform and was crying that she was being bullied. I went over to the little girl and told her that I'd been bullied at school too, but I turned out ok. I wanted to give her a hug, but because she was so short, I had to squat right down. I was wearing a little skirt, and when I hugged the girl she was standing between my knees. She started laughing and saying that she could see my underwear. I tried to pull my skirt down a bit to cover myself, but I couldn't do it completely because of the way she was standing. She started laughing and pointing again, then she started poking the top of my leg, and trying to snap the elastic round my waist. I told her to stop, and tried to explain that she was being inappropriate, but she just kept doing it. After a while, I got annoyed and pushed her away, and her mother led her away. I went back to Brendan, and felt extremely depressed. I remembered thinking "well I might as well just sleep with him now, I've already been humiliated", but I can't remember if I did it or not.
Later on, I went home to my parents' house. My friend Rich was there, and in the dream I think he was my boyfriend. He was friends with Deena Payne, who seemed to have the wrong idea about the nature of their relationship - he was just friends with her, she was old enough to be his mother, but she thought they were a couple. I arrived home, put on a pair of pyjamas, and went up to my bedroom. Rich was already in there, as was Deena, who was wearing a pair of my pyjamas. Rich had bought me a pair of Hello Kitty earrings, but Deena thought they were for her, and she was gushing over how beautiful they were. We both kept trying to tell her they weren't hers, and make her go away, but she wouldn't take the hint. Eventually I got annoyed and grabbed her by her hair. She was shorter than me, and I swung her back and forth by her hair. Her body went limp, so I swung her hard towards the wall, hitting her head. She didn't respond, and I knew she was unconscious. I dragged her downstairs, still by her hair, and chucked her out the front door into the street. It had been snowing, and she landed in a pile of snow. I went back to Rich, but we started to get a bit worried when we heard nothing from Deena for the next hour or so. I went into my mother's room and looked out the window. Deena was no longer in the street, but there was a big patch with no snow, like she'd been dragged back indoors. As I turned round, I saw the pair of pyjamas she had been wearing. They were soaking wet and discarded on the floor. I realised that my mother must have found Deena and resuced her, and it dawned on me that I was going to have a lot of explaining to do...
Date of dream: Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was at home with my family, when we heard a radio broadcast about an outbreak of mononucleosis. We were discussing how weird it was that the radio was calling it mono, because in Britain we generally call it glandular fever, when suddenly some doctors stormed in and took my mum and my stepdad, Ian, away. They said they were carrying the disease and were putting others at risk. I was left alone, so I went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and realised I needed the toilet. For some reason, I had an outside bathroom - I had to go out the front door, and round a short path to my bathroom, which had only short saloon doors blocking the entrance, and had a flight of stairs inside the door leading to the toilet. There were some people loitering nearby, and I was a little scared, but I put my head down and headed into the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet when my mobile rang. I picked it up, and it was my friend Rich - I was really relieved because I'd been trying to get hold of him all day, since my parents were taken. As I chatted to him, I heard a noise outside the doors, and was scared. I made Rich wait on the phone while I carefully looked out the door. I saw a man outside and I was really scraed, until I saw that it was Ian - he'd clearly escaped from the doctors, and was upset that he hadn't been able to help my mum escape too. I ran out of the door and gave him a huge hug, I was so pleased to see him. I went to hurry him back inside the house, but I couldn't get up the stairs from the bathroom - there were loads of mattresses and quilts thrown on the stairs, and it was almost impossible to climb up. Eventually, I managed to finsih the climb, and we went inside the house.
The next morning I was waiting outside a building with some of the contestants from the X Factor. It had been raining, so the ground was wet. They had all been told they could have some time at home from the competition - not sure why I was there. They all started getting into cars and leaving, and I realised I had no way to get home. I saw that John and Edward were about to leave - one was turning the car round while the other waited. I went to the car window and asked the one driving if I could have a list. He said I could if I found his brother. I turned round to see him laying face down in a puddle, pretending to swim.
Date of dream: Saturday, November 07, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was in a city I didn't recognise, and was there with my friend Rich, but he'd wandered off and I was trying to find him. I think in the dream, we were a couple and living together. I saw a creepy alleyway which had shops in it, so I headed down there. Inside, I saw an HMV, so I went inside, Sure enough I found Rich inside - he was stood with a group of people, 3 girls and a guy. He was very clearly trying to hit on one of the girls, and I was really upset and angry, so I stormed over and grabbed his arm. I tried to lead him away, but he didn't take the hint. I made a big deal about being introduced to his new "friends", and he told them all I was just his flatmate. I was furious. I kept trying to pull him away, but hestill wouldn't move. He was craning his neck and trying to see something behind the counter. I looked too, and saw it was a pile of pornigraphic magazines. By this point I was really angry, and forced him to leave with me.
We ended up walking down the street, not speaking to each other, and we stopped in a supermarket to pick up a couple of things. When we left, for some reason I couldn't walk, so I was sitting on a tiny little remote controlled chair. It was really low, I was only about 3 inches off the ground, and was controlled by a remote control shaped like a little robot. The robot was also a phone, and as we walked it started ringing. I answered, and it was my ex-boyfriend Gareth. Rich didn't wait for me, and was getting farther and farther ahead of me, so I made an excuse to hang up on Gareth, and sped after Rich.
I finally caught up with him outside the same alleyway as before, and discovered I could walk again. He led me down the alleyway - I noticed this time how dirty and grimy everything was. We headed past the shops, and when we got to the end of the alleyway there was a doorway with no door on it. Inside was a bed and a kitchen sink, and a door leading to a tiny bathroom. It was really messy and smelly, like a homeless person had been living there. Rich said it was where he'd stayed last night, and it belonged to a female friend of his. He pointed to another door just outside the room, which had two female names on it (one was Candy, I can't remember the other). It was obviously a brothel, so I was even more annoyed that his other new friend was a homeless prostitute. He sat down on a chair, and asked me to sit down opposite him. Instead of a chair, there was an old toilet, not plumbed into anything, which I had to sit on. I wanted to yell at him because I was so upset and angry, but somehow he managed to turn it round on me, and started lecturing me about how I couldn't act the way I had been behaving.
Additional Comments:
The tome of this dream was horrible, and the atmosphere was really oppressive. Dreams I used to have a few years ago used to have a similar feeling to them, but it hasn't happened for ages.
