November 28, 2010
I dreamed that I was underneath the school gym, in a small dusty area that had lots of boards. At one end of the tunnel was a dimly lit corridor, which seemed to house various doors and a lot of keys. The keys were on pegs, and rather out in the open, but there was a teacher constantly guarding them. I kept trying to sneak past the teacher and get the keys, but I kept being too cowardly. There was something about a gun being pointed at me, and perhaps some sort of chase scene, but I can't really remember what was going on.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Play in a Day
November 27, 2010
I was stage manager for Play in a Day, but nobody remembered, so my job was given away. I decided to rehang lights, but I didn't get very far. I came downstairs and then some lady on stage yelled "anyone up in the booth". I told her I was now downstairs and she looked at me for a moment and then said "that can be fixed". Later, when I had taken back my position as stage manager, we were standing on the stage watching one of the rehearsals, but everyone kept yelling at me for not giving standbys early enough.
I was stage manager for Play in a Day, but nobody remembered, so my job was given away. I decided to rehang lights, but I didn't get very far. I came downstairs and then some lady on stage yelled "anyone up in the booth". I told her I was now downstairs and she looked at me for a moment and then said "that can be fixed". Later, when I had taken back my position as stage manager, we were standing on the stage watching one of the rehearsals, but everyone kept yelling at me for not giving standbys early enough.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Theatre Related Dreams
November 25, 2010
I was trying to help clean up the set after a production in the theatre, but I was mainly causing trouble. I tried to cut off various heavy beams that were above my head, but it didn't seem to do anything but hurt those below. I went outside and was explaining how ny schedule was going to be really exciting when I was a senior, but everyone ignored me.
I was trying to help clean up the set after a production in the theatre, but I was mainly causing trouble. I tried to cut off various heavy beams that were above my head, but it didn't seem to do anything but hurt those below. I went outside and was explaining how ny schedule was going to be really exciting when I was a senior, but everyone ignored me.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Secret Passageways and Location Troubles
November 20, 2010
I was at Paly (my high school) and was going to help with the play. For some reason, the building was set up very oddly. Upstairs were the seats, but they first passed by the booth, which looked over the seats to the stage. The booth had a set of benches in it, and it was very spacious. One wall of the booth had a wooden door, which opened to several flights of stairs. I went into the booth, but realized that my brother was doing my job for some reason. I wandered back out and sat with my parents, but soon realized I didn't want to watch the show with everyone else. I went into the booth and through the wooden door with some girl who I recognized in the dream but I can not recognize now that I am awake. We went down 3 flights of stairs till we got to a dirty, thin, wooden passageway. I saw a rat go past my foot, which was mysteriously lacking a shoe. I continued through the passage, aware that I was not supposed to be there till I reached some stairs. I continued up them, with my mysterious friend behind me, until they ended. They opened up to a very large drop, which I failed to notice until I had already stepped off. I grabbed the wall and proceeded to awkwardly dangle. I saw a small ledge a few feet away and stretched out my foot to reach it, whilst simultaneously looking down. Below me was a table, which I hurriedly jumped on to, as well as some various desks.
Once down, I appeared to be inside the tower building of my high school (basically the office area, for those of you who are not my brother), though it had a small conference room to the side. A man saw me when i dropped down, but only told his comrades that I was volunteering to clean up and then sent me off to his office. Once out of view of all the conference people. I tried to get out of the building through a near by hallway. On my way out, I saw a creepy looking set of doors that were about mid-way up the wall. My friend, who had turned into 3 other people, whispered to me that the door was where "the rules are gone but the passage way continues" which is really creepy in retrospect. At the time, it seemed a perfectly normal thing to say, despite the fact that it was nowhere near the other tunnel.
After getting out of the building, I looked behind me and I appeared to be walking out of a building that was in San Jose on the Standford campus, which, again, made sense at the time. i checked the time, realized the play was almost over, and ran back to Paly, which was suddenly in the middle of the campus.
There was also something about running through grass.
I was at Paly (my high school) and was going to help with the play. For some reason, the building was set up very oddly. Upstairs were the seats, but they first passed by the booth, which looked over the seats to the stage. The booth had a set of benches in it, and it was very spacious. One wall of the booth had a wooden door, which opened to several flights of stairs. I went into the booth, but realized that my brother was doing my job for some reason. I wandered back out and sat with my parents, but soon realized I didn't want to watch the show with everyone else. I went into the booth and through the wooden door with some girl who I recognized in the dream but I can not recognize now that I am awake. We went down 3 flights of stairs till we got to a dirty, thin, wooden passageway. I saw a rat go past my foot, which was mysteriously lacking a shoe. I continued through the passage, aware that I was not supposed to be there till I reached some stairs. I continued up them, with my mysterious friend behind me, until they ended. They opened up to a very large drop, which I failed to notice until I had already stepped off. I grabbed the wall and proceeded to awkwardly dangle. I saw a small ledge a few feet away and stretched out my foot to reach it, whilst simultaneously looking down. Below me was a table, which I hurriedly jumped on to, as well as some various desks.
Once down, I appeared to be inside the tower building of my high school (basically the office area, for those of you who are not my brother), though it had a small conference room to the side. A man saw me when i dropped down, but only told his comrades that I was volunteering to clean up and then sent me off to his office. Once out of view of all the conference people. I tried to get out of the building through a near by hallway. On my way out, I saw a creepy looking set of doors that were about mid-way up the wall. My friend, who had turned into 3 other people, whispered to me that the door was where "the rules are gone but the passage way continues" which is really creepy in retrospect. At the time, it seemed a perfectly normal thing to say, despite the fact that it was nowhere near the other tunnel.
After getting out of the building, I looked behind me and I appeared to be walking out of a building that was in San Jose on the Standford campus, which, again, made sense at the time. i checked the time, realized the play was almost over, and ran back to Paly, which was suddenly in the middle of the campus.
There was also something about running through grass.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
I'm Behind.
Sorry for the delay, I've been a bit busy
This was sometime around the 10th-12th of November.
I dreamed that I went out into my backyard and I saw all my childhood memories in a long line. At the end of the line, the memories were dusty and faded, and I tried to relive them to make them brighter. Each time I relived them, less dust settled, but they grew less and less realistic. One was a girl (my younger self I suppose) who was climbing my play structure and scaring a squirrel in the nearby orange tree. Each time I replayed the memory, she would take a longer time, slowly becoming older and thus heavier. Eventually, I realized it was futile to go back to the past and I tried to get out of the memory, but I had suddenly become the child of my memory. It was very unfortunate.
This was sometime around the 10th-12th of November.
I dreamed that I went out into my backyard and I saw all my childhood memories in a long line. At the end of the line, the memories were dusty and faded, and I tried to relive them to make them brighter. Each time I relived them, less dust settled, but they grew less and less realistic. One was a girl (my younger self I suppose) who was climbing my play structure and scaring a squirrel in the nearby orange tree. Each time I replayed the memory, she would take a longer time, slowly becoming older and thus heavier. Eventually, I realized it was futile to go back to the past and I tried to get out of the memory, but I had suddenly become the child of my memory. It was very unfortunate.
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