record my dreams here

It’s the third time I have a kissing/hugging dream with E. He’s always super sexy and sweet. I don’t really think about him most days or weeks, but sometimes he just pops up in some crazy dream.
This time we met after a long time (the actual long time it’s been since we last met) and he came kissing me right away, in front of everyone else. I asked him if that was how it was going to work and he said yes..
anyway.. I wonder why..

the crazy silly dream I had the other night with snorlax (yeap, snorlax). I was in a full elevator and when it reached my floor and I tried to get out snorlax was there blocking the way. Then we tried another floor and there were two snorlaxes battling and people waiting outside with guns to shoot us. Luckily I was fast enough to close the elevator door on time. But then I felt stupid, because I thought it was probably a scam, since there are no such things as snorlaxes. I think I may be going mental. In a lucid way, but nevertheless mental. sights

It was like they were on a break and for some reason I started going out with my best friend’s boyfriend. Ugh. I think it may have something to do with the fact that she told me they’re moving in together and I’ve sent her an email asking for more details ( I had both of them on my mind) and it has mainly to do with the sucky talk I had with G. the night before the dream. He was kind of an ass, but then again, I do get fightsy after a few gin hi-fis.

Now I don’t want to talk to him, partly because I’m sort of embaraced and partly because I don’t really care about him. I don’t want to apologize for maybe being pushy, cause I don’t want it to seem it’s ok for him to treat me that way.

Maybe I should reavaluate the conversation, but I don’t really feel like doing it. I think I really don’t give a shit about him anymore, it’s just this whole ‘let it behind you’ thing that’s new to me.

I used to obsess about this kind of thing and probably would end up apologizing to him, just to keep the conversation running and dig deeper into the rabbit hole.

anyway, this entry was supposed to be about the dream. But that’s it, I can’t remember many details.

First E. was there, like an octopus (all hands and lustful gazes – but cute and sexy nevertheless- and oddly enough, a bit too orange ;P). Then he told me R. was looking for me, and I was so surprised and so happy, cause I’ve thought I’d never see him again. He called him up and it was the sweetest reencounter I could ever expect – he was all sweet and smiley and we kissed and hugged as if it was just a matter of time (as if we knew somehow it would happen, us, together). One of those heart warming dreams. =)

ps. R. is a guy I had a big connection with in the past. We had some things in common, understood each other a bit more than other people around us. But then I had to move to another city, we said we would keep in touch, but I’m lame with that, and guess so is he. When I returned I’ve heard he moved out of town and didn’t leave as much as a phone number, at least not to anyone I know.. a shame..

ps. 2 – this was not a lucid dream, it seemed so real, I didn’t wake up or anything (only now I’ve remembered it)

ps. 3- I love these dreams where I’m so completely happy.

but I love the fact that I’m dreaming again.
This time I dreamt the entire mankind was going to die, but for some reason people were organizing to die sooner, they we were queueing and everything… I was terrified, and didn’t want to die, specially when I saw that they were putting people on coffins and covering them to die suffocated. plus, my parents were like monitoring the whole thing, they were putting check signs on the names on a list. I freaked out and didn’t know what to do, so I went to another room and started to pray (I haven’t prayed since I was a kid). and while I was praying I realized I didn’t have to die that way, that there were another ways (I was so confused before that I couldn’t reason). but I also realized that I was dreaming, and I was so scared that I started screaming to myself “I don’t want to have this dream anymore, I don’t want to have this dream anymore”, and then I woke up.

ah, on that same night my mother dreamt my sister and I had murdered someone… maybe it has something to do with the new appartment? O.o

ps for myself:
Chaos Cloud diz:
muito significativo isso…
Chaos Cloud diz:
mas é ummundo simbólico, vc sabe disso, né…
Chaos Cloud diz:
vc está passando por um momento de transição e acha que não há nada do outro lado…
Chaos Cloud diz:
que vai ser o “fim do mundo”

but I must remember to write about the dream with my former geography teacher (and how he strangely lived in a secret invisible house at the bus stop – and how I knew in the dream that I’ve had been there before).
M. at the supermarket, being pregnant, having crazy parents and looking like heather graham. O.o

A nice and sweet one at first, than a bit crazy and spoiled like Marie Antoinette later. My ex-boyfriend was my prince (a boyfriend prince)and I was crazy about him, but he left me. There were other guys involved, apparently I was never alone. I absolutely love those movie-dreams, the whole time it seemed like I was on a movie. And another interesting thing is how things are morally different: if it wasn’t a movie-dream I don’t think I’d accept the ‘sort of’ cheating and the histrionic behavior, usually my judgemental self shows up even in my dreams. But since I was a movie princess, it was ok, I guess..

creepy bald sick children. a mix between WWII/the boy in the striped pajamas and the yellow fever epidemics menace we’ve been having with a tad of resemblence with the robot kid from A.I.. creepy. “please bring the videogame, jack. please bring the videogame. please bring the videogame”

E. in his all sexy self (with some very caliente parts)
There was also a chocolate ‘buffet’ at some point.. hmm

the murderer (me)
the murderer (guy with a gun)
G. in the car
Girl with blue hands