The Gamebino

It's extraordinarily stormy. The dream started out with my girlfriend, though I can't remember any details from that half of the dream.
I end up walking with my sister. The wind is insane and we're staying as far away from trees as we can as they may fall on us. We get to an intersection with lots of trash cans. We're jumping on them and rolling them around, I don't really know why. Then we see a van coming in the distance. It's dark out so we see the headlights, at least. We do our best to flag it down but it drives right past. Another van appears directly behind it and stops. It's one of those old rapist-like vans. Gray and rusty. I look at the driver. The dream zooms in real close to the drivers face.
It is a girl, very reminiscent of the girls in The Ring and The Grudge. Her eyes are rolled back into her head. Within the time it is zooming in she is given the name "The Gamebino". Yes, GamEEbino. Possibly even Gamebiro.
I wake up with a jolt and look at the time. It's 5:00. My vision is incredibly distorted, as if I was just hypnotized. Everything seems to be moving. I try to blink it off, but the creepy image of the Gamebino is burned into the inside of eyelids. I'm also getting a couple of flashes pictures of a little girl. One standing by a tree, one in the drivers seat of a car. Maybe the Gamebino when she was younger? I have to check if I'm dreaming. All of this is way too strange and disturbing to be happening in real life. So I do some reality checks, but they all check out. I'm not dreaming.
It took a while to get back to sleep. Either I had to have my eyes open and have them bug out, or I had to see the image of the Gamebino. Agh.

Break-in

I was falling asleep on the train, near the end of the cart.
A dream starts up. I'm just lying in bed, possibly trying to fall asleep. A dream about falling asleep, great. Then, out of nowhere, a hooded figure breaks through my window.
I wake up with a start, only to realize that someone had opened the door of the cart to walk through. What a jerk!

Crack is Wack

My next dream is full of creepsvilles. It seemed that I was watching to completely cracked out idiot trying to have sex. I was close to them, but they didn't notice me at all. This just meant I didn't have to see any naughty parts of cracked out idiots, which I'm pretty thankful for. Anyway the girl started becoming disinterested in having sex (possibly because she was losing her high). There was a bunch of crack in her hair, but she wasn't taking any, she just wanted to go home. The guy tried to hypnotize her with a jack in the box, but it didn't work. I am so glad I woke up from that dream

"My Fans are Angry"

So it's been a while since I've had a dream that I remembered. That makes this dream incredibly interesting in all it's boringness. Generally the dream consisted of my going on blogger and checking my comments. I got one comment by someone who seemed ridiculously angry that I haven't posted on here in a while. So here you go, angry dream fan, a post dedicated to you!

Obscurely Regular Day

Finally, a dream worth writing about!
This dream started out in a class, with me sitting with a couple of friends. The class seemed to go from beginning to end, though nothing was taught, at all. Then I went to the subway station with the same two friends. We were all waiting for a D train, but instead a B and a 1 train came, which didn't make any sense. Eventually a D came.
When I got on, the people changed. I was now hanging out with my sister and some other girl. The train was set up where on the left there was a row of 2 people benches, and on the right a row of 1 person seats. All seats were taken except two, which were the outer seats of two benches next to each other. My sister and the other girl sat there. Then a particularly large girl that I know came in the train. She decided to sit next to my sister. So that's three people on a 2 person bench, and one of them is quite big. Pretty uncomfortable. To make matters worse she didn't even say hi or participate in the conversation at all. She just sat down and stared in front of her. Then two girls that looked exactly like her boarded the train and sat near the back of the car. They kept looking over at me.
I was falling asleep on the train. Yes, I was falling asleep in my dream. The two clones started murmuring about something and then one of them asked me "Why do you look so depressed?" What?
The train seemed to decide to stop working after a while. So me and my sister had to walk across a bridge. It was suddenly very snowy out. We decided that we just had to eat some of the snow on the side of the bridge. All the snow I got was filled with anti-freeze. So we decided we needed to get rid of this snow because it was clearly no good. The bridge became some sort of room with snow inside it, and we started brushing all the snow up against the cabinets. I don't even know.
So eventually I got to where I was seemingly trying to go this whole time. I was in a residential area with my girlfriend and some other girl (though not the same other girl as on the train). We were just chilling on the corner, not doing much. There were some little kids doing something across the street but I don't really know what. Suddenly my girlfriend asks "So, what are you gonna do after I die soon?"
I quickly respond "You're not going to die any time soon.."
"Yea, I am." She says.
It is eventually revealed though the chatter between her and the other girl that she in fact plans to fake her own death to get away from me. The other girl asks what she plans to do after she's free from me. She starts talking of horribly whorey things. This is making me quite uncomfortable, but since the dream is not lucid, I can't control anything. So I wind up just standing there silent doing nothing about this. Eventually we walk down the block. A very depressing song starts playing and I'm glad I can't remember it. We run into these two way-too-young-for-me-to-be-hanging-out-with kids. The rest of the dream seems to follow the format on a recent (October 1st) video on the blog Dilly's World, which I admit I watched soon before sleeping.

Annoyed With Technology

Well, to start things off, I want to thank everyone for their insightful comments on my last post. It's nice to know I'm not alone in getting a feeling like that.

Anyway, I'm annoyed with technology taking over my dreams. First I had the internet one, then the webcam one. Last night I dreamt that I was texting my girlfriend, and that's it. Texting my girlfriend?? Why couldn't I have been talking to her in person at least? I don't understand why my dreams have to resort to these ways of communication. I don't think I use technology too frequently, I mean sure I use it, but not excessively. Furthermore, I've only done a webcam chat once in my life, and it was a pretty long time ago. So what's going on here? Why can't I have more of the interesting dreams that are worth writing down? Or why can't I at least remember the good ones?

Train Feeling?

Now this isn't an actual dream. Sadly, I can not remember any dreams I had last night. Maybe I'll have better luck tonight.
But this is something that has happened more than once. Every day I spend at least 2 hours a day in the subway commuting. Sometimes, as I am trying to fall asleep, I start to feel motions as if I'm lying down on the subway. Like a rocking back and forth and bumps and what not. Does this happen to anyone else? Does anyone know why it might happen?

Webcam

I spent the dream webcamming with cousins, just talking to them about life and whatnot. Why I couldnt have had the dream in person, I don't know. So we're talking about life and I realize my light is off. I wonder how they can see me, but I guess the glow of the screen is bright enough.
Then I realize I'm not wearing any clothes. What the hell.

Snowy highway

I was walking down the side if a busy highway with my sister. It was very snowy out, but I was wearing a tshirt. What's that? Oh of course. Its a guy lying in the streewith his crashed flaming green truck nearby. he started getting up so I said 'oh! He's ok!'
Then the far came to run him over. I called 911 but they asked me where I was. I had no idea, I've never been there before. My sister idn't know either. In the meantime he kept getting run over.
What did I eat last night?

The boat

I was on the biggest boat in the world. But it was more like a moving pier. Stores/houses in the middle and a boardwalk all around, but it moved like a boat. I think it was a luxury cruise, but we hadn't left the dock yet.
Suddenly the captain decided to turn the boat around. Bad idea, as it turned it crashed into all the boats around. I was sitting on the boardwalk with my sister watching the chaos.
Then I saw it. A hand, sticking out between the planks of wood. Someone was stuck underneath. I ran to help. I held him up above the water as screaming for someone to help. Nobody came. Then I dreambroke the boardwalk and went through it to swim with him out. I got him onto the boardwalk but he'd already passed out. I did CPR but he did not awaken.

The internet

That was the dream. Just browsing the internet. Good times? Nope.

College School Trip?

This was a dumb one. I was simply at some sort of science museum. I was with two friends who I recently met in College, a couple other people I didn't seem to know, and the teacher of one of my (science) classes. There was nothing particularly interesting going on in the museum. Then we all left and had trouble finding a train station.

Sometimes I wonder what goes on in my mind.