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I dreamt again last night, what's happening to me? Stress is a good possibility, I suppose I'll find out for sure in two weeks when my exams are over. This last one was really strange though, it was absolutely absurd unlike the previous one which at least seemed to be logical.
It started off with me camping with someone, I think it was Nicole. Then for some reason we were trying to sneak over a chainlink fence. It must have been illegal or something, because we were being extremely cautious and trying not to get caught. Then all of a sudden an ambulance came roaring around the corner and crashed into the fence. For some strange reason, Nicole pulled out a gun and shot the driver in the head, jumped in, and drove off; leaving me behind with an East Indian family who had called the ambulance because the wife was going into labour. Strangely enough, I was glad only in my underwear and would continue to be for the majority of the dream. Then the next thing I know I'm wandering around a big city in broad daylight with Michelle and her friend Rebecca. We head over to a mall with the intentions of getting a top to go with the skirt I bought nearly a month ago. However, we didn't go into any stores and instead wandered around aimlessly for what seemed like a few hours. Then next thing I know, we're standing outside a theme park or something and it's now evening. For some strange reason, nearly everyone there is someone I went to junior high with. So then we get this bright idea to split up and try to find this one girl who we were going to stalk or something. So I headed off and ended up running into a friend of mine. I asked him how his weekend in Vancouver was, as he had just been there as part of a birthday present. He said it was fun, then I asked him if he had seen Brittany, the girl I was looking for. He said no, so then I left to continue my search. I walked around almost the entire place, but to no avail. Suddenly I realized that I might not meet up again with Michelle and Rebecca. Luckily, I saw them before I panicked too much. Then for some reason Michelle was seperated from us and Rebecca and I ended up running around the whole place being chased by ghosts or something like that. It was quite odd. I don't really remember much else, but we were once again re-united inside a cafeteria or something. All I know for sure is that they were serving food. Then we got on a tour bus or something and ended up going back to where I started off in my dream. Michelle and Rebecca disappeared and Trevor took their place. He was being annoying as usual, so I buggered off and found myself at a choir festival. On the bright side, I was wearing more than just underwear. I ended up following the choir around for a bit and then I woke up. I really don't know what to make of it, it seems to make no sense at all, yet at the same time there are a few things that sort of make sense. For example, yesterday I talked to both Nicole and Michelle about being able to go down to Victoria at the end of May. But the underwear thing was just plain wierd, yet it seems that in most of the few dreams I have, I'm usually either underwear-clad or naked. I wonder what the hell that's supposed to mean?
On a non-dream related note, I'd like to add that I've recently become addicted to Silverchair once again. It makes me mad that they've disbanded, but oh well, better that than they become bloated rock dinosaurs like the Rolling Stones or AC/DC...
One last quick note, my Habs are one win away from clinching a playoff berth and have won nine of their last ten games. Also, they have the second best record in the whole league since the Olympic break.
It started off with me camping with someone, I think it was Nicole. Then for some reason we were trying to sneak over a chainlink fence. It must have been illegal or something, because we were being extremely cautious and trying not to get caught. Then all of a sudden an ambulance came roaring around the corner and crashed into the fence. For some strange reason, Nicole pulled out a gun and shot the driver in the head, jumped in, and drove off; leaving me behind with an East Indian family who had called the ambulance because the wife was going into labour. Strangely enough, I was glad only in my underwear and would continue to be for the majority of the dream. Then the next thing I know I'm wandering around a big city in broad daylight with Michelle and her friend Rebecca. We head over to a mall with the intentions of getting a top to go with the skirt I bought nearly a month ago. However, we didn't go into any stores and instead wandered around aimlessly for what seemed like a few hours. Then next thing I know, we're standing outside a theme park or something and it's now evening. For some strange reason, nearly everyone there is someone I went to junior high with. So then we get this bright idea to split up and try to find this one girl who we were going to stalk or something. So I headed off and ended up running into a friend of mine. I asked him how his weekend in Vancouver was, as he had just been there as part of a birthday present. He said it was fun, then I asked him if he had seen Brittany, the girl I was looking for. He said no, so then I left to continue my search. I walked around almost the entire place, but to no avail. Suddenly I realized that I might not meet up again with Michelle and Rebecca. Luckily, I saw them before I panicked too much. Then for some reason Michelle was seperated from us and Rebecca and I ended up running around the whole place being chased by ghosts or something like that. It was quite odd. I don't really remember much else, but we were once again re-united inside a cafeteria or something. All I know for sure is that they were serving food. Then we got on a tour bus or something and ended up going back to where I started off in my dream. Michelle and Rebecca disappeared and Trevor took their place. He was being annoying as usual, so I buggered off and found myself at a choir festival. On the bright side, I was wearing more than just underwear. I ended up following the choir around for a bit and then I woke up. I really don't know what to make of it, it seems to make no sense at all, yet at the same time there are a few things that sort of make sense. For example, yesterday I talked to both Nicole and Michelle about being able to go down to Victoria at the end of May. But the underwear thing was just plain wierd, yet it seems that in most of the few dreams I have, I'm usually either underwear-clad or naked. I wonder what the hell that's supposed to mean?
On a non-dream related note, I'd like to add that I've recently become addicted to Silverchair once again. It makes me mad that they've disbanded, but oh well, better that than they become bloated rock dinosaurs like the Rolling Stones or AC/DC...
One last quick note, my Habs are one win away from clinching a playoff berth and have won nine of their last ten games. Also, they have the second best record in the whole league since the Olympic break.