The One With The High School Reunion

I was in a hotel or conference center or mall when I started seeing a bunch of people I used to go to high school with.  I asked someone what was going on and it turns out that TC had sent an email to like half the school about some kind of event.  Somehow, the other half of the school found out and showed up anyway.  Some of asked the group, "Who wasn't invited by T?" and a whole bunch of people raised their hands.  

The event was related to Martial Arts tricking, which T had been doing.  I remember asking "She's doing my stuff now?"  At the end of the dream I started "sparring" with her, but we weren't making contact (yet) but in my mind I was fully preparing to kick the crap out of her.  

About half the people were actual people from real life high school, like LM, MS...

There was a guy who I didn't remember.  He had a lot of scars on his elbows and forearms like he had cut himself a long time ago.  There were also cuts in the side of a mountain and he had planted flowers in the cuts that made words, but only some of them made sense, the others were gibberish.  It was like how some people use tattoos to turn scars into something beautiful.  He was kind of upset and offended that I didn't remember him, as were some other people.  

He kept calling me either a blend of the words "Jin" or "Chink" or he kept swapping between the two.  I grabbed him by the hair and told him to stop saying that word, but he didn't really know what he was saying.  Someone had to look it up and explain to him that it was like the N word for Chinese people but there was an online definition (like Urban Dictionary) that referred to degrees of pressure while jerking off.  

He said "Oh my god, I didn't know." and was apologetic.

I ended up throwing a cup full of ice and water on a woman that I actually didn't recognize but knew was part of the popular girl clique.  

The One When Lighting Struck Thrice

I was in a classroom, sitting in maybe the second row in the middle of the room. The teacher (although in the dream I though of him as a professor, so it must've been college) was in the front of the room teaching, like normal. Justin came in and was either going to be a guest teacher/speaker, replace the existing teacher or join the teacher on a permanent basis - I'm not sure.

The outer wall of the classroom had large windows, and some of them opened like doors. Justin went outside with the professor while the rest of us watched from inside the classroom. They were going to do some sort of demonstration.

The sky had dark clouds and Justin ended up getting struck by lightning - but it wasn't like a bolt came down and hit him, it was more like a cloud of electricity came down, surrounded him and shocked him for a few seconds and then dispersed. He remained standing at that point but became understandably nervous about staying outdoors.

The professor then got shocked in a similar manner while he was continuing to set up the demonstration. Justin became increasingly agitated and for good reason because he got hit a second time. I remember bolts of lightning kind of hovering around the clouds, pointing at the two of them, almost like they were being targeted. At this point in the dream, both Justin and the professor were lying on the ground unconscious.

The entire class was frozen and one other person and I were like "Call 911!!" So the other guy called while I ran into the hallway. I remember thinking of the stats that X percentage of people freeze in emergencies, Y% panic and scream and like 10% can actually function.

In the hallway (a college/school hallway), there was what looked like a medical triage unit set up in a large stairwell landing. I remember seeing a very large defibrillator unit. Lynn was the head nurse. I yelled for her to come into the classroom, but she shook her head like she was too busy with other things. I yelled that two people had just gotten hit by lightning, so she followed me into the classroom.

At that point, I woke up.

The One With Everything But the Kitchen Sink

I had a dream with lots of stuff combined... work, school, magic, video games, monsters....

I was not feeling well - I think I had a cold but felt woozy like I might have had a fever or something. But I was taking a test that my boss at work had given out. I remember it having quadratic equations or something and depending on whether or not someone was male or female, they used a different equation.

My boss was giving me tips on how to do the test, but at some point I lost the test and was looking all over for it. I had notebooks filled with other stuff but the test.

At one point I went to the back of the room to look for it, but I picked up an opened package of artificial sweetener off a girl's desk, got it on her jacket or something and cleaned off her desk. She had applied for a job somewhere else so when my boss asked her why she was late, she said she was in HR.

At one point I went on to this raised platform to look for the test and a monster came out onto the platform and I had to fight it. I did the thing where I put my fists together in front of me and that gave me some sort of power and I beat it even though I wasn’t feeling well. Once I beat it, there were all these little pills around that were like in video games after you beat something - you get stuff to increase your health and magic points back up. So, ate those. I don't recall feeling less "sick."

I looked through my notebook again looking for the test but didn’t find it, but apparently I was looking to buy speakers because I had different models cut out of magazines or something and pasted in some of the pages with notes.

The One with the Mugging and the Dead Vice Principal

In this dream, I was someone else... like I was watching it in the first person. I was at the mall in my father's car. I was in college student and I was waiting to pick up my father who was at the mall doing something. Some kid either opened my door or came to my window and robbed me. He held a knife to my throat and wanted to take all of my money. I gave it to him (which wasn't a lot) and my father came and ended up giving him all of his money as well and the kid left. A guy from work was in the dream at some point; I think he was a police officer. I think we filed a report with him, or something.

I ended up finding out who the kid was that robbed me somehow. I had to go around a neighborhood trying to find where his house was. Once I found him, I ended up being nice to him and we ended up being friends. We had a class together in school.

The classes took place in classrooms that were in storefronts in the mall, kind of interspersed among the other, regular stores in the mall. So this kid, I can't remember his name exactly but I thought it was three letters but I want to say it was Alex, became kind of someone I was trying to take under my wing and turn him around.

At one point we were in a hallway (at this point it seemed like a regular high school and not a mall) and there were a bunch of people outside gathering around an event that was happening. It turns out Alex had strangled one of the vice principals of the school (Mr. XXXXXX, it seems, from my high school in real life). We looked outside and we saw the VP lying in the road covered in a blanket or tarp. There was a girl near us - I think she was taking nursing or something - saying she tried to help him in his last moments.

We all went back to class, including Alex, and were sitting in a classroom, but on the floor on the perimeter of the room (this is how we always sat, it seems). Alex came in last. He sat in the middle of the classroom because he knew no one would want to sit next to him, but then he asked if he could next to me and I said he could. Everyone was staring at him. There was one guy that was getting all up in arms against him and I stood up to defend him. I was going to tell the story about how he robbed me and how he had made so much progress.

There was a girl named Temika in the classroom that we knew and her sister opened the door to the class and pointed a gun at me and fired. But Temika had put a blank in the gun, almost knowing that she was going to do that. I followed her out into the hallway and tackled or tripped her and ended up bashing her head into the wall until she was unconscious.

I came back into the classroom and started telling people that Alex was one of the most misunderstood people I had ever met. People thought he was stupid, and he's not. People didn't know that he had a hard life. Then I started telling the story about how we had met and how he had robbed me and that I had gotten to know him and we became friends even after that. Temika was going to defend him too.

It was a very long dream and there were a lot of other details I can't remember.

The One with the Recital, College and the Secret Path

I had a harp recital that was supposed to be very informal but it ending up being in a huge auditorium that was filled with people. Felice chose the pieces we played and she had me play a Joanne Newsom song I had heard in the dream like only once before, never seen the sheet music for, and never played. She announced it and I said while sitting in the audience “you want me to sight read it?” and she and the audience said “yes!” So I started playing and did very well improvising most of it and I added glisses at some good points. It was a blues-y piece. When I was done, people clapped a lot and some people were standing up. I was very happy with the performance and couldn’t stop smiling afterward. After, I talked with Felice (actually I think we were sitting at a piano), then I left…

Next I was walking through a college; I think I was a senior and a girl that was walking near me was pissing me off because she was talking about how she never got sleep with her roommate in town but she wasn't… She gave me a dirty look or something and I said something nasty to her (like calling her a bitch or something like that) but then she made a crack about me being a commuter and not knowing what it was really like to be a “real” student or something. Then we got talking about being a commuter versus a resident and how I could leave and drive places. It ended up being a civilized conversation.

Next the dream segued into a different scene… a booby-trapped area. A guy that was a friend of mine (kind of like my costar in this portion of the dream) and I were trying to dismantle the traps. I know at one point I was doing side kicks to one wall to destroy one of them. But then there was a guy standing on the roof of one of the buildings trying to shoot us, so we ran to another building that was kind of like a metal maintenance shed. He could shoot into the shed and I was crouched in one part of the shed near the door that was sheltered from the bullets.

We ended up escaping out a semi-hidden back door in the shed that the shooter apparently didn’t know about and ran down a street down to the beach were there was a special trail with false entrances and exits. There were like little arrows created naturally by the sea grass or some plant that you kind of had to know how to interpret otherwise you’d keep ending up off the path. I had been there before – it seems like I’ve had dreams about this path before. There were different stages on the path, which was very long, kind of like the Appalachian trail where people make pilgrimage-like treks along the path. The shooter was following us, and we first were in the sandy section of the path which had white sand that was very difficult to get through. The trick was to take your time – slow and steady – because if you tried to go too hard, you’d end up getting exhausted.

Next was the vertical, icy portion of the path. It was almost like rock climbing but not so steep as to need special equipment. On this portion, people would leave food like granola bars and Nutragrain bars among stumps and trees for people after then, although I don’t think there was any food at this time. There were also icicles that said “suck here” on them like they were frozen food or nutritive water. The shooter was getting closer, so we started throwing things at him to try to slow him down.

We arrived at a flat part of the path, it seemed like it was on a plateau on a mountain or something, with a pool of water. It was still cold with snow and ice still around it. My friend was in the water and the bad guy arrived and asked me if I knew the difference between the two ways to use his weapon – he could use it as a blow torch or a flame thrower or something like that. I told that I knew if he used it in one way, he could use it to boil the water in the pool of water. He tried to do that to kill my friend, but it didn’t work (I knew it wouldn’t) and he ended up in the water somehow and coated with ice. My friend and I were going to escape and the shooter seemed so surprised that we would leave him to die. It was like he expected me to get in the water and get coated with ice, too. Then my alarm went off and I woke up.

The One With the School Room and the Worms

I was in a schoolroom and L. from Kung Fu was like the teacher but still work people were there.  We were going to talk about the problem.

In class I had my feet (which were barefoot) were resting in dirt… like a potted plant maybe.  I felt movement and looked down and there were worms.

A woman was talking about someone who had been at the company since she stopped teaching – 4 years.  I think the woman talking was C. from MM.