Another Korea Dream

I had a dream this morning, but once again I just laid in bed until 11:30 before I got up so it's kinda hazy.

Korean Army

The dream started off in America. I was at some sort of program to sign up for studying abroad in South Korea. Things were pretty normal until this one part in the application when I had to sign up for a draft card for the South Korean army. I was not cool with this at all, but for some reason I ended up signing up.
The next part I remember I arrived at Korea but I didn't have a place to stay set up when I got there (this seems to be a recurring part of my dreams). I kinda got this apartment in Seoul, but for some reason I couldn't speak any Korean at all in the dream so I'm not sure what was going on. My apartment was just this one crappy room, no bathroom or kitchen or anything. However it did have a balcony with an amazing view of the city and mountains. I think someone was in my apartment and I was talking to them about all the mountains in Korea or something.
The next part is when I got drafted. Some army people drove up to the apartment building in a jeep and made me come with them right away. I had to leave all my stuff at the apartment and I couldn't call anyone. We arrived at some base and they gave me fatigues, a helmet, and a big ass rifle (I remember the sights for the rifle were the same as this one in my cousin's Call of Duty game for psp). The dream kinda skipped ahead and I was in a big inflatable raft with a bunch of other Korean army guys and we were coming up on the American shore. I dont' know why Korea was at war with America or why I was committing treason, but I seemed to be fine with it. We got out of the boat and stayed low as we ran to some cover in these woods near the beach.
I don't know why but for some reason I lagged behind and by the time I got into the woods my unit was gone. I was looking for them everywhere but the woods had trails on them and regular Americans were hiking on them so it was super awkward trying to hide my rifle as I walked by them. They must have noticed but no one said anything. I followed this trail up to this building in the middle of the woods that had an observatory and a planetarium inside. Of course it was packed with people and things became even more awkward. I decided the best thing to do was run away and get home.
The next scene took place at home. I was wearing jeans and that t-shirt with the mexican riding a raptor, but I still had my rifle. Chloe and my dad were there and I told them I lost my unit. They weren't being helpful at all and it was pissing me off. I was looking for a number to call in Korea but all my papers had been dumped out of my backpack and were spread all over the dining room table. I got really frustrated looking through them all so I decided to say fuck it and just pretend the whole thing never happened. I don't remember anything else after that.

half forgotten lucid dream

I had a lucid dream this morning, and a really long one. But then I woke up and went back to sleep for 5 hours without writing anything down so I forgot most of it. That sucks.


I have no idea how this dream began anymore... so I'll just give the setting and what I remember. I was on my grandma's street, which is a big hill with a cul de sac at the top. My grandma lives on Long Island, but her street was in the middle of a big city with random suburban houses scattered here and there. Most directly near the street was a bunch of dark and scary looking factories and warehouses. It was mostly day time and warm during this dream except for one part where it was randomly night.
So I was hanging out with Karina, because apparently she lived on my grandma's street. Her house looked like Nina's house and her parents, probably since I've never met her parents, were Melissa Lowinger's parents (girl who went to middle school with me.) It was sunny when Karina and I left her house but by the time we walked to the warehouse area it was night out. Everything felt out of place as things often do in my dreams, but this dream was in first person so it was a little more convincing. When I dream in third person (majority of my dreams) I know the dream isn't real but I can't really control it. I told Karina something wasn't right but she just asked me, laughing, what I meant. As we continued walking I started hopping for some reason and on the last hop I didn't come down, I just stayed floating there. This is when I definitely became certain I was dreaming. Karina said something along the lines of "see you later" and I flew off into the sky, which was now day time.
When I was flying it wasn't like my vision was just moving through the sky, as if watching a movie from a camcorder mounted on a plane. I felt it through out my whole body. I felt like I had a body high as the warm wind blew against me. I got that feeling in my stomach you get when a rollercoaster drops from the top of a hill as I dove through the clouds. The whole experience was amazing. I landed on the roof of a house across from Karina's house, and her mom and her waved to me from their front door. I felt myself in my bed and that I was starting to wake up, so I tried my hardest to hold myself in the dream but it didn't work =(. Still that was a really fun dream.

sidenote: I've also noticed that I get the dropping feeling in my stomach sometimes in real life when I'm playing a video game and the character is falling from a mountain or something. As a little kid, at night I'd lie in my bed with my eyes closed and pretend my bed was flying. As the bed flew upwards or dove downwards, dipped to the left or right, I would feel the sensation in my body. It's crazy how much your imagination can affect your senses.

Justin is the Devil, Apparently

I had a crazy dream while oversleeping today! I even made sure to write some stuff down about it before going back to sleep for another 5 hours.

I was on the first floor of this giant house with Justin, Austin, Briana, Andrew, and Sean. I think there might have been more people there, but I only remember the people who talked in the dream. The first floor didn't have any rooms, it was all one gigantic room like a huge empty square. The ceilings and walls were all white, the floor was wood, and there were huge windows with white blinds. The house seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, no other buildings or even trees around it. Just flat land and mountains off in the distance.
At first it was day time, kinda cloudy and freezing outside. We were all talking about one thing or another when Briana yells "Guys its snowing outside!" and we all ran to one of the huge windows to see. I said that we should all put on snow gear and check it out. This is when the dream got freaky. Suddenly it turned to night and it was pitch black outside. Coming down slowly in the distance from the sky was this burning red object. We all ran to the window to see what it was. As it got closer to the ground we saw that it looked like the house we were in except floating down slowly from the sky and burning red. Justin suggested we should all run out to it and check it out and I said to him "What are you crazy?!". Then Austin gives me some sass about suggesting to go out just a couple minutes ago. Typical Sassquatch. A few seconds after I told Austin to shut up the floating, burning house hit the ground and caused this gigantic explosion, like a nuclear bomb. A shockwave started coming towards our house and I looked back at Justin in horror. He smiled and the color of his eyes changed from brown to red and he had like snake pupils. He disappeared in a puff of smoke, and when I looked back out the window the sky was red and rocks were showering down from the sky. However, the house protected us and no one really seemed scared. More like impressed, it was weird. Sean suggested we close the blinds to protect us from the rocks, so he and I tried but we couldn't get them to work. Andrew told us that his brother didn't get the blinds fixed yet. Apparently Andrew had a brother and we were in his house. Then I woke up, the end.

Thanksgiving Night Dreams

Weird Futuristic College
I don't really remember much from this dream since it happened during a nap in the afternoon. The various rooms in the college were like hexagon tubes and metallic. But not shiny metallic, it kind of reminded me of the bomb shelters in Fallout 3. We had to use these weird, complex computers and I couldn't figure it out. Some girl (this Portuguese girl from my Japanese class in real life) was showing me how to use the network to interact with people and do my work and shit. The interface for the computer looked a lot like the terminals in Fallout 3, except you kind of controlled them with your mind. The homework assignment for my English class was to respond in single words to these prompts given to us (definitely influenced from that scene in Blade Runner). There was like a hundred prompts and they were floating around the screen moving in and out of focus so I decided not to do it and go outside. Outside the sky was dark and looked post-apocalyptic. I ran into the English teacher (my mom's friend in real life) and she yelled at me for skipping class so much. The end.

Return to Korea
It was a summer evening and I was walking around a dark street in Seoul with my luggage. It didn't look like Seoul at all though, it seemed more like half American suburb half old European city. I stood for a while in front of a seafood restaurant wondering why the signs were all in English. I had the impression that I had just arrived in Korea and had no where to stay. I was considering sleeping at a sauna for a couple days until I could find an apartment to stay at.
The next scene took place in an area that looked more like Seoul. I saw one of my teachers from the first time I went to Korea and she told me to go into some building. When I went in it was like a gigantic school auditorium. It was kind of dimly lit, like before they show the previews at a movie theater, and mostly empty except for a few groups of people sitting in various parts. I heard a friend I had met in Korea last time I went talking about me coming to Korea soon, so I snuck up behind him and surprised him. I don't remember what happened after that.
The last scene was still in Seoul, but again looked nothing like Seoul. I met some girl on the street (who in real life is a Korean girl from one of my classes at Rutgers) and we decided to go to the supermarket together. Our conversations were half in English, half in Korean. The supermaket looked like Giants Stadium and I was confused why there were black people working the cash registers. The end.

Back Door Tigers
This dream was pretty short. I was riding my bike home on a summer afternoon. When I went past the bushes on the side of my house I saw three tigers sitting on my porch. As soon as I saw them, they saw me and stood up. I dropped my bike and slowly backed up, but they started walking down the stairs. I ran to my neighbor's house and rang the doorbell repeatedly but no one came to the door. The tigers were running at me now so I just turned the door knob and luckily it was open. I ran in and slammed the door behind me and heard my neighbor say "Hello?" from somewhere in the house. I ran to the back of the house and saw her holding her baby and smiling. I apologized profusely for running into her house but she said it was alright. All of a sudden the door burst open and the tigers ran in, but this time they were white tigers. My neighbor opened the back door and they ran right out the house. The end.

Dream Fragment...

I was hanging out with my friend Yu, who I met in Korea (in real life), in his weird 80's style modern apartment (in the dream). All of a sudden Yu started choking on something and his face turned really red. I tried to give him the Heimlich maneuver, but it wasn't working. His eyes rolled back and he passed out, and then he turned into a red and black electric guitar. I tried to give the guitar CPR, but to no avail. I forget what happened in the rest of the dream but Yu showed up at the end as an old man. His hair was all white and his face was really wrinkly. The end.

Fragments

I had a really weird dream this morning, but I had to get to work so I didn't have time to write it down. I only remember a tiny bit of it now =(

I was in the back seat of a car with some people, I think driving to Rutgers at night. We got pulled over in one of those drunk test zone things, and for some reason the officer asked everyone to get out of the car so he could search us. Of course I had two bags of weed in my pocket, so when i got out i tried to throw them under the car. I had done a poor job and when the officer walked over to my side of the car he noticed them.
I don't know what happens after that part, but I know the cop let us go without charging us.
The only part I remember from the rest of the dream was meeting John F. Kennedy. I shook his hand and he was smiling at me intensely.

It seems like all of my dreams are weed related, and a lot of them have me almost getting or getting caught. Also this was another third person dream. I feel like when I have a third person dream I'm not really dreaming but just thinking about something. I know it's not real but I'm also not in control of it.

Sorry Albert...

I just had another friend murdering dream... I don't know what my deal is. It was weird and disturbing. I'll give dream Albert some props because he just would not die.

Garage Tussle

The first part of my dream was weird and seems very unrelated to the second part but they both take place in the same scene i think.. I was in my garage with some other people I know, I forget who, but for some reason we said we were in Maryland. I was looking at what was basically a year book that Anatoly and his friends had made themselves (which I wish he did in real life, that would be amazing). My friend Mike Ferone from Rutgers was also in the year book for some reason... I don't really remember much more about the book except that it had a lot of guido's in it.
The second part is where shit escalated. I can't even remember why but I became murderously mad at Alberto. I stabbed him with something and kept like laying a beat down on him while he was sitting in this chair, but he just would not die. He would keep getting knocked out for a couple seconds and then waking back up. I was kinda angry about that and I was also very nervous about getting caught. Especially since he just kept waking back up. I could never murder someone in real life, I'd be way to nervous.

That was basically all I could remember from the dream. I wish I could stop having violent dreams...

Lucid Dream!

I just had a lucid dream from taking a nap! I think a bunch of stuff happened before the part I remember but I'll post that up later if I do. The part I remember is pretty brief.

Stairs to Chloe's Room? I Don't Think So, Dream.

I was lying in bed (like I was doing in waking life) when I heard the voice of my dad and two other people downstairs. I think I thought they were painters, which I didn't remember (in waking life) my parents talking about happening. I went out into the hall to hear them better, when I glanced over at Chloe's room. There was a flight of carpeted stairs down to her room, and it was really bright and sunny in her room (it's gloomy outside right now.) Now I realized something wasn't right! I ran into the bathroom, closed the door and hit the light switch. I looked into the mirror and saw I was wearing this LRG shirt I have with a giraffe and a snake on it (I went to sleep wearing a "class of 2000" mc ginn shirt) and it was shifting between color and black and white. As soon as I was certain I was dreaming I got this intense, almost electric body high like I was tripping really hard. The lights in the bathroom started going crazy and I began to float and turn horizontal, facing the mirror. My image in the mirror was also really distorted, again, like I was tripping hard. I smiled because I knew I was dreaing, but then I felt myself smiling in my bed. I tried to hold myself in the dream but I lost it. =(

I wish I could have stayed lucid, but it was definitely an awesome feeling just to realize I was dreaming in a dream for once! success!

NOOOO SLAVERYYYY!

I just had the weirdest, most fucked up dream! Here's a little fact to understand before reading this dream: the beach doesn't make slavery any better.

Prison Beach Plantation

I don't remember how the dream started or anything so I'll just start with a description of the place. It was a huge, wide open beach with basically dormitories a couple hundred yards back from the water (yeah I know, who knows what a couple hundred yards looks like?). There were hundreds of kids my age or younger with a few older ones too. Each person lived in the dormitory type places with two other roommates (I'm pretty sure Anatoly was my roommate.) And oh yeah, we were all fucking slaves! This isn't Africans brought over here for slavery, these were all American kids forced into slavery for some reason. And I had no idea why we were slaves.

The first scene that I recall clearly from the dream starts with everyone on the beach, doing god knows what. All of a sudden I hear screaming and look back, and these HUGE buff African guys with like turbans and machetes came running onto the beach. I guess they were there to collect slaves or something. Some people just froze in place and others, including myself, began to run for their lives. I remember vividly seeing the big African guys killing people as they were running away. Some people got their throats slit, and this one guy got stabbed through the back and the machete came out his stomach. It was fucked up to say the least. Somehow I managed to run far enough down the beach and hid behind some dune so they didn't see me.

At night I returned to my dormitory/prison building (I have no idea why I would do that) and everyone was like "Grover! We thought they got you!" and shit like that. This is when I began to question why I was even in this slavery program in the first place. For some reason someone had a cell phone, but we had to be secretive about using it. I called up my dad to ask him what the fuck I was doing there, but the connection was pretty bad. All I could really work out was that he was busy and that I had broken some window or something and this was like court mandated. Of course I started to become furious over the terrible connection and the incredibly stupid reason. I called Chloe too but the phone would pick up and it would just be the sound of her breathing as she slept.

That's all I remember from the dream. That was probably one of the craziest one's I've had in a while...

Fuck Mongeese

Last night I think I had several dreams because I kept getting woken up by the stupid fucking tv, but I only remember this one:

Charity + Mongoose = Suck

I was at some empty store in a town sort of like a nicer Plainfield. For some reason I was doing some charity type thing, fixing up the place with a bunch of people. Patimus Prime and this kid Mike from my floor were there too. In usual Grover fashion I kind of just stood around and watched everyone else clean up and patch up the driveway and shit. Then we all went inside the store and stood around, I guess waiting for the director/boss person to tell us what to do. Everyone just started singing this church-esque song, and I felt pretty uncomfortable. I slowly backed out the door when no one was looking and walked down the street, I think to get some food.

On my journey down the road I passed a Rita's, but I decided I wasn't in the mood for Italian ice and kept going. One block further I saw a baby deer lying down in a hammock. The hammock wasn't in someone's yard though, it was in the grassy area between the road and the sidewalk which I found weird. I just smiled at the fawn and kept walking, but then I decided I should get a picture of it and went back. When I pulled out my phone to take a picture it rolled onto its other side so its back was facing me. I laughed at the 'tude it gave me and kept going down the road.

(this is when it got weird) For some reason I decided I should hunt and eat a mongoose. I found a yard that I thought would be a good place to hunt (i don't know why..), but it had a bunch of fawns standing around in it. I stood at the gate to the yard and stomped and yelled so they'd leave and they all kinda just walked slowly out the gate like they resented that I was making them leave. And then... the biggest, meanest looking mongoose in the world followed behind them. I was so scared. When he got near me he turned like he was going to attack but the fawns gave him a look like "Let's just go, it's not worth it" (I'm not sure if I was able to read their minds) so he turned to leave. That's when I thought "Wait... I wanted to eat a mongoose..." It must have been able to read my thoughts because it turned back, pissed as ever!

Then I woke up, the end.

Last night Pat was talking to me about how he loves musicals and I told him I think they're weird and unnatural, so that might have something to do with him being in my dream and everyone singing. I have no idea where all the fawns and the mongoose came from...

Boooo

I haven't been remembering any dreams lately and it's making me sad =(
I had one I don't remember when and I was really ripped. It was freaky, I probably willed it out of my memory...

I also have a shit load, of thangs due all within two days of each other and it's making me cry and cut myself and others.

I suck

Here's the deal

Lately I've been trying to improve my ability to remember dreams, and I read that keeping a dream journal is a big help with that. I figure if I keep it here I'll be more motivated to remember and I'll improve faster. Iff anything interesting is going on in the real world, I guess I'll give it a mention here too. Also I'll seem like less of a creeper when I read other people's blogs...

Let us begin..

Stupid Easter

(When I woke up this morning I thought I didn't remember any dreams and I was disappointed, but then I remembered some of it while I was taking a shower. Can't remember it in exact detail.)

My parents had gone away, to Long Island I assume, to visit my grandma for Easter. I invited the regular crew to come over my house, but it wasn't really my house, it was more like a mix of my grandma's house and my house. Only Sean and Dave were over and they went outside to do something while i took a nap on a fold out bed in my grandma's TV room. When Sean came back in I heard some stomping around upstairs and asked Sean what it was. He told me it was "the rest of the people" with that guilty Sean smile on his face. I went over to look and it was all these people from high school that I either never hung out with or just plain don't like. Needless to say I was not pleased.

At some point my parents came home (I only saw my dad in the dream though), but I told my dad we were working on a project for school and he accepted that for some reason. I went to Chloe's room and found a bunch of people there. Ariel and some other girl were smoking out of pretty interesting bongs, and other people were on my computer. Again, I was not pleased. My dad opened the door to tell me something and I just ran in front of him at the door way, and he didn't notice the clouds of reefer smoke in the room for some reason. He asked me "If you guys are working on a project, why are people playing manhunt outside?" The end.

Not the most interesting dream, I'll work on having some better ones.