Sep 15, 2004 21:30
Okay, here it goes... (this is completely unrevised, because I'm still sort of sick/delirious and I need to go back to sleep and uh... omg ... all my ellipses seem to be changing into other things, I wonder if I'm imagining this? Like... they're sort of ... higher than they should be... I don't know... I'm going back to sleep)
(By the way... I sort of just ... landed on the sick mood by accident... fate??? Maybe I'm psychic... or something... I think I could read minds if I really wanted to...)
Alright, the first part of the dream appeared as a Christmas party. Everything seemed to be going well, but apparently... I had traveled a long way to get to this party, and no one really cared. So next, this guy goes crazy and starts lighting things on fire. Lights a match, throws it, things start to catch fire. So I begin to go around snuffing out all the matches. And matches like… try to dodge me in mid-air too, and yet I still manage to get them. Even the ones that try to hide under the carpet. Eventually even the Christmas lights that are hanging from the ceiling light on fire (you know... those types that supposedly resemble ice sickles). So... I’m running around, and yet there doesn’t seem to be much progress. Finally, I go and attack the problem-man. I wrestle a plastic bag of matches out of his hand and break them all. He ... doesn’t like it. So he runs out of the house. I continue to stamp out the fires and try to stop the Christmas lights hanging from above to stop burning and finally I start making some progress. The people in the house never seemed to have been like... outraged that their house was on fire. They were pissed at the guy, but they were more like... berating him more than anything else... and other people just sort of sat there and watched me.
So I go outside to the back where he went and I look for them, but all I see is this window (complete black around it, I only see a window) and suddenly, the shades open and theres… everyone that was in the house, waving and cheering me on. And there’s the problem-man in there too, giving me the finger, so I give him the finger back. And I see Cathy and Mr. Sondel in there, too, and they’re waving me on. So I’m … happy… right before my vision changes to the next scene…
So my Dad and I go out the front door (even though… we were in the back), and I get some high fives from people walking around from the back of the house, and suddenly and there’s like… a billion santas and like… a billion reindeers… all going around on sleds landing on peoples houses (at five in the morning). And I’m like… what the hell…. I thought Santa wasn’t real. And my dad beside me says, “Ha ha… they’re not really Santa’s, it’s a *JOKE*! See, they’re all being pulled by choppers.” And sure enough, I look up, and I see these….stealthy… except really crappy looking helicopters pulling the sleds on string. And like… I notice that they’re so stealthy they don’t have landing rails, they don’t make noise until you look at them, they’re floor board is made out of wood, and their “spin-y thingies” stop spinning when the come in contact with … a roof or something.
Next, I had this dream about Arnold Swartzenegger (I *just* remembered this dream, and I have a feeling there were a lot of things before it, but… I just don’t remember). So… okay there’s this guy chasing Arnold while they’re in mecha suits. My dad’s voice tries to tell me that this is something that happened from Arnold’s movie Obliterator… or something. And the way this guy is chasing him is… they keep using these “jump” platforms and they’re shot off from them like the Eva suits were in Evangelion. And they keep going higher and higher, and each jump platform is higher and higher and eventually they reach space. And in space, Arnold jumps off the “jump” platform and the guy chasing him follows and cuts off Arnold’s robo arm, and says something like “I thought you’d be stronger than this” or… something like that. And Arnold runs the rest of the way out of the “jump runway” and out into space, where there’s a space shuttle randomly there. The bad guy delivers some cheesy one-liner. Arnold responds… “That’s something I should be saying to you.” And then… the bad guy turns around, and he’s drifting off into space, and suddenly he realizes (and I, who’s watching, suddenly realizes) that the space shuttle engines have started up (they’re really ugly B rated movie flame effects) and that the bad guy will blow up because… something to do with oxygen reacting with the fire to create an explosion. So Arnolds mecha turns into a space shuttle and flies away just as the bad guy explodes. On the way home, Arnold does these “pass-over” things or something (I’m forgetting a lot of names too…) where he does a “fly-by” on his team members space shuttles, and there’s gyro and all that good stuff, and I for some reason like to fly. Between all this, it feels like Arnold did something amazing and like, Earth is going crazy, and there’s news show interview of these kids that think Arnold is amazing and they take turns saying things about Arnold (I even imagined a homosexual boy, and he’s the only kid I really remember -___-; aside from this other kid… that looked kinda retarded). And uh… don’t remember anything else from that one.
Okay… so now I wake up and it’s 3:42pm and I’m like… it’s Thursday, the 26th… I’m supposed to meet Cathy today… dammit! And I’m in Dave and Addams card store and I’m looking around saying “Oh crap, I don’t know anyone anymore,” so I start talking to this guy and he’s like… yea… I don’t know who the guys you’re talking about are, and I’ve been going here since my 1st or 2nd year in *Cornell* (he goes to Cornell!!!). So I’m like… ??? … that can’t be right… is Bob still here? And he says yea… bob’s here. But I look over the counter and I can’t find Bob…I’m disappointed. And then the guy says oh… did you know theres a Roswell Park car wash (or… something… memory getting vaguer and vaguer) down the street? And I’m like… what? Is my dad there? And then my dad opens the door to the shop (surrounded by… heavenly light? What the hell?) and says “Matt… did you want to do something?” and I respond “Oh… yea… I wanted to go out (and meet with Cathy, haha).” So he says….
I don’t know. The dream kinda starts to get garbled. And I see these fireworks in the street and I have this feeling that the people that I saved in my first dream took me out to some celebration in the streets as a gift for saving their house…. And…..
Yea.