2/25/06
Zombies had attacked, and I had to get to my Uncle's house for safety. One zombie was chasing me down a road for 20 minutes until a car came. It stopped, so I said that I was hitch-hiking and hoped that he could take me somewhere. The zombie caught up with me and got in the back seat of the car. I slammed the door and ran off as the car drove away. Sorry dude.
I made it to my Uncle's house. He had a bear, which when I saw it, I started to fight it. We wrestled, but then decided to fight the zombies together instead. Joe and Keith from South Hall were also there. The leader and second-in-command of the zombies came to the house, which was now my house. Joe went out to distract them and started having sex with the "vice-president" zombie in the back of one of my cars in the driveway. (WHAT?) Keith went out with a gun and tried to shoot her, but she bit him. Then I went out and picked up the gun to shoot her. Apparently, Ryan (one of my friends from Tufts) had replaced my gun with a water gun, so I shot nothing but water at her. I found myself in the middle of all the zombies with no weapon. I couldn't even kill Keith before he turned into a zombie. I ran into the house to find the real gun, but Ryan had taken those too. The end????? Thanks a lot, Ryan.
6/15/06
This dream started out kind of cool. We had to hike up a really steep mountain. Me and Lauren found some Gentiana clusii (wow I guess I was in Talloires during this, and I was obviously in the middle of memorizing flower names for my "Flowers of the Alps" class. Real cool, Sevs. Real cool.). Then it sort of turned into a nightmare. I had to protect Lauren from a bunch of ninja people. I had two samurai swords and I kicked ass. Then we were trapped in a creepy house, and Death was trying to kill us with gross or creepy methods. One was a pile of yellow tentacle things that grew toward us and tried to strangle us. I cauterized the tops of the tentacles so they couldn't grow anymore. Whenever we went into a dark room, Death was a shadow there waiting for us. We found my Dad, who was watching a video of all the fucked up things Death was going to do to us if he caught us. Some people's heads grew bigger and bigger until they couldn't see. Then a huge bug-thing came up behind them and devoured them. I'm kind of glad I woke up at this point.
8/26/06
My dream started with me and a bunch of others inside a prison. Zombies came and started attacking. Geoff was stuck in one of the cells, so I ran out of the prison, locking as many of the zombies in as I could. Me and Gary (another friend from home) made it outside, fighting off a couple zombies as we ran to the street. Gary grabbed a handgun near a cop car as a zombie (who was holding shotgun shells) approached us. Gary covered me as I tried to get the shotgun in the cop car. I got it out and shot the zombie in the face, but it did nothing. As it came closer, the cop said it was a gun to draw fire, not a real shotgun. I went back to the car to get the real gun and blew the zombie's head off.
In another dream, my Mom and I were in the same location as the last dream. It this dream however, you became a zombie by a bird biting you. I was protecting everyone and a penguin bit me. Then a panda ran through the scene and down a staircase as I killed the penguin. Then I woke up. Ummm...where'd the panda come from?
8/30/06
In this dream I was training a small bear. One night, a huge wolf came and battled it. That's all I remember. Standard.
11/04/06
Kyle and I were becoming Power Rangers. WHAT THE HELL? THAT IS THE ENTIRE DREAM!?!?! Awesome!
11/06/06
Zombies started overrunning Tufts. Me, Jordan, and Kyle were all getting away from them and got caught up in a big crowd. Prof. Matson was a zombie, but was chatting with Kyle. All the while I kept hitting him in the head with a hammer. We all got train tickets to New Hampshire to get away (because as we all know, catching a scheduled train is a very simple task during the zombie-apocalypse). Kyle's girlfriend was going to hide in a closet, so he decided to stay. Jordan and I ran through South Hall, but every floor had zombies on it, locked inside the dorm. We ran to Medford with a bunch of zombies chasing us. Some floor mats somehow turned into zombies too, but I beat them back with my baseball bat.
12/15/06
This dream had me and my landlord, Ed, talking to some people about the house, and for some reason they gave me a bunch of money. They gave me several "thousand dollar" bills. I hid the money in a pie. However, a lot of people wanted to eat the pie, so I ran off and hid it in my medicine cabinet.
In another dream my Dad was driving me and my sister to Boston. Along the way, he bumped into one of his friends who wanted a ride to New Hampshire, so we drove there instead. My sister and I were pissed. Then my sister told me she was a lesbian. Suddenly I was a detective, and I had to stop a guy from killing a hog with a chainsaw. But this was no ordinary hog. It was destined to kill a crocodile that comes out of a shark's mouth. Seriously. What is going on here. How does my brain formulate these scenarios? I don't even understand how I do this.
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