TELL ME THAT'S NOT THE WEIRDEST DREAM KNOWN TO MAN!!!!! AND MORE AND MORE KEEP HAPPENING TOO! I've had at least 5 or 6 more that are just as weird! I mean, I won't share them all, because some of them are just to ridiculous to remember every last detail, but good lord man.... I NEED HELP!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
EM: The dream cycle...
Okay, here's the deal... lately, I've been having the weirdest freaking dreams ever! Like, they won't stop! I mean, it's like my dreams are trying to tell me something, but they're all so reandom and weird they don't seem to connect in anyway to one another. Take for example, my dream the other night. So, I'm living in space on a space station, only this space stating is like, HUGE, and looks somewhat like earth. Everyone is being attacked by Aliens, like the ones from the movies with the crazy little head inside the mouth and the whipping tails. So myself and a bunch of my friends are running from room to room and hiding from the aliens. So I lock myself in a trunk for a little while then I move on. I realize that I need to go find my family so I go out to this outdoor basketball court where my brother and a bunch of his friends are playing basketball and my mom is across the bridge (you need to cross a freaking bridge to get to the court) yelling at my brother to come inside. None of them have any idea that we're under alien attack... yeah, I know... anyways, so I yell at my mom to come over and she doesn't listen, I get all pissed because she's being annoying, then finally she comes over, but instead of crossing the bridge to get over, she hops a bunch of rocks and risks plummeting to her death, EVEN THOUGH WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN SPACE! And so, then my friend Kip gets sucked up into the ceiling by one of the aliens later and is never seen again (sorry Kip... :(... lame I know) and we finally get to the dock where everyone is frantically trying to board this space craft to escape. We're all throwing bags and our belongings into it and then my dad gets all pissed for spilling something on his sweatshirt. I look over, turns out it's alien goo, grab a conveniently placed metal pipe, and totally pwn an alien above us. Then I wake up.....
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