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Really awesome and bizarre dreams [Apr. 9th, 2007|10:55 pm]
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Here are two significant-feeling dreams (from the same night, at that!) that I've been wanting to document:

1) Ari and I were on a quest to destroy the Ring of Power and had been travelling for days across a huge, sprawling college campus. We were in enemy country. Not Mordor, but something similar. It seemed like we'd been travelling forever, but then I realized that, hey, Frodo and Sam had had it a whole lot worse. We were actually making quite good progress!
That night we managed to secure a camp in an unoccupied dorm room. Much to my surprise, Ari's mother stopped by to reload our provisions and to make sure everything was going well. I thought to myself, wow--we're not so very far from home after all! It was a comfort indeed.
The next morning we reached Mount Doom. It consisted of a huge, sky-high building. We entered and found that the elevator was out of order, so we started to climb the stairs. We climbed, and climbed...and lo and behold!: I can't remember the rest. How exciting!
(You can tell from this dream that I'm sick and tired of running around Kean University 24/7 and trying to get apparently impossible things done.)

2) I was living in the same dorm building, but things were different. Jeannine was still my roommate, but my suitemates in the other bedroom had changed. They were unfriendly Hispanic girls who both slept around nonstop. There were constantly random Hispanic guys walking around the apartment and getting into everything, and most of them didn't speak English so I couldn't get them to stop going through everything. And I wasn't sure if they were paying the girls for their 'services' or not, but it sure seemed like it.
One day I came into my room and found that one of the guys had found his way in there, even though the door had been locked. He was rearranging all my stuff and piling up some of it to take. I said "what the hell do you think you're doing?" and picked up the phone to call the police. Just then he tried to start making out with me (did he think this was the other girls' room?). So remembering my in-progress martial arts training, I finger-stabbed him in the hollow of his throat and threw a powerful side-kick right into his groin, them I palm-striked him hard on the temple. I wasn't sure if I had killed him but it didn't really matter anyway--he wouldn't bother me again, regardless. I then dragged him out of the room, out the front door, and deposited him in the dorm hallway. I knocked on the door of the Hispanic girls' room furiously. They answered and I told them what happened, and that they had no right allowing their guests (this one a criminal at that!) out of their sight to loot the apartment and 'maul' people. They kept asking, "which guest today? Which one?". I described him and they still didn't know which 'guest' I meant. When I left for class later that day there was no trace of the guy I'd left in the hallway.
I knew that I didn't have to worry because I would always be a match for people like him.

[User Picture]From: glacier_kitty
2007-04-10 09:22 pm (UTC)
You know..my past friend Amanda did martal arts too..creepy
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