7/7/10 (can't wait for 7/7/77, hopefully I'll still be alive...maybe!)
Three-part Dream
First part: Flubbed Concert
A friend and I, for some reason, were participating in a grade-school reunion concert to benefit the school I had once gone to. Since I had left the school, they had added in a full-blown concert hall, so the reunion committee was all for having the musical kids do a concert. I'm really musical, so I grabbed my friend Kate and said "hey let's sing" and she was gung-ho for that. Only thing was, she wouldn't decide on what to sing until about ten minutes before, and she picked a piece called Atrox Fatalis by X-Ray Dog (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Z8bewtVXsI) which is entirely possible with two soprano singers and a guitar (you'll get the joke when you watch the clip.) So yeah, the dream consisted of me freaking out and trying to figure out how we were gonna pull off learning the lyrics AND belting out that little nugget of epic in ten minutes.
I woke up just before we "went on stage" to toss and turn (what a joyous night of sleep that was) and when I went back to sleep, the concert was over and the class was crammed behind the desks we had once sat at. It was one of those commercial-worthy moments, with young adults, who'd probably pounded back more alcohol in their short existences than I don't know what, drinking little sips of juice from Barney cups and being happy about it. I think at that point, everyone started eating PB&J and I left and woke up for a good half-hour. It was....4?
Second Dream: I'm a ********' ninja.
So yeah, in this dream, I was a really kickass ninja complete with a Japanese makeover. Broken English, whippy black hair, and stick-thin frame ahoy! I remember things starting to get heated when my "mother," a stereotypical blond from America, was trying to fend off two enemy ninjas that I apparently knew (ooh, there's a plot twist in there somewhere) and she shot a fireworks tent, only to get shot like six times herself by one of the evil male ninjas (since when do ninjas use guns?) I, of course, freaked out and then ran (more like ******** booked it) out into the middle of a field and started going at the male ninja who was pursuing me (the other one, a girl, was doing ninja things elsewhere.) Everything was blinding fast, not to mention excruciatingly painful (I think I was stabbed in the arms and torso a total of sixteen times, yet somehow I didn't die. Must have been my new-found Asian-ness.) At one point, I managed to incapacitate him against a pile of rocks and he got pissed and started shooting at me. I, being the kickass ninja I was, dodged all the bullets with my super-speed that made the bullets chug by me like I was in the Matrix or something. Once I managed to get away from the dude, the chick jumped me and threw me into this really odd square clearing in a bamboo grove. It was...random, but she kept winging knives at me so I couldn't really stop and ask why there was a square clearing in the middle of a bamboo patch. Her aim was pretty bad though; she'd often aim about three feet to the right of me and I wouldn't even be trying to dodge. I'd just be standing around and she'd wing a knife and it'd sink into the ground in completely the wrong place. Her aim eventually did get better and she managed to hit me in the left eye (anyone who knows me knows that I hate getting poked in the eye or the thought of losing an eye, so yeah, that sucked.) Then ninja dude shows up again, all a bloody mess, and in the distraction, I manage to hop through a clearing in the wall and escape to, you guessed it, my elementary school. I woke up at about 5 with this one.
Part 3: Back at school
So there I am at school in the middle of the soccer field (I guess I was really fast, 'cause I managed to run from somewhere in China to Vermont before the hour changed) wondering what's going on. All the sudden, people start running at me with guns. I freak and take off into the school, and as I look back, all the people with guns are just bopping back to where they once stood, seemingly unfazed by how they let a one-eyed ninja burst into the school (arrr, I'm a pirate.) After walking by a few more guards with guns, I heard the sound of my old ninja buddies asking the receptionist if they had seen me. I freaked and did the ninja thing; jump into a strange room and hide under a desk. What a courageous thing I am. After a few minutes of not being noticed, I tore down the stairwell and out the door, promptly waking up when the sun hit my face. That was....630?
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