Dreams of a gaymer

This dream occurred on the evening of March 26th, 2011. It tells the story of a boy having to spend an evening at a family friend’s extravagant mansion home… Which is not quite all that it seems. 

As I sit in the back seat of the car, head against the window, watching my reflection flying across the forest of trees outside, I think, “Why the hell do I have to go to this dinner?” My family has been invited to have dinner at my Aunt’s boss’ house, which just happens to be in the middle of a giant forest up on Prune Hill. Who chooses to live way out here? There is nothing to do out here but stay in your house all day long. I suppose you could go out and walk around in the forest, there is somewhat of an “outdoors-y” appeal to that, but this forest is so dense I would be worried I would get lost. I know I would definitely rather live in the hustle and bustle of city life than out here where your closest place for interaction is your neighbors, who happen to live a mile down the winding road. This is of course all just my opinion though, if these people want to live out in the forest that is their prerogative.

After the hour drive through the woods we finally arrive at the house of my Aunt’s Boss, Champagne. I perk up a little bit as we pull into the rounded driveway. The house is gigantic. It extends off to the right into the forest and goes up three stories. The gardens off to the left are ornate and lush, not a flower out of place. The hedges are perfectly trimmed and the fountains are very well maintained. I begin to wonder how it is that these people can afford something like this, my aunt says that they aren’t doing too well at work, and yet this house, or mansion more like it, is absolutely wonderful.

We walk up to the large double doors at the front and ring the doorbell. The doors open wide for us to enter and the giant chandelier on the roof immediately catches my eye. Hundreds of little light bulbs illuminate the crystalline chandelier. Once again, how can these people afford this stuff? We remove our shoes and place them off to the side of the door on the marble entryway. As we walk towards the kitchen I glance to the two rooms off to the side of the entry. To the right is an elegant little sitting room, decorated almost entirely in white. To the left is a living room with a large flat screen on the wall and couches which look wonderfully plump. This room doesn’t look quite as clean as the sitting room; clearly this room is used much more. Walking into the kitchen we see Champagne pouring herself a glass of wine. She turns around and is delighted to see us.

“Hey guys!” she shouts, “anybody want a drink? I’m buying!” chuckling at her own joke. Clearly these people are not quite as elegant as their house would suggest.

As she pours my aunt a glass of the same wine she is having, my uncle grabs a beer out of the refrigerator. I go to the fridge to look for something a little less… intoxicating for my mom, my cousin, my sister and me. I find bottled water for my mom and some Jones sodas for the three of us under 21. I stand in the kitchen sipping my soda quietly as I watch the conversation occurring between the adults.

“So, how was the drive up here?” Champagne says.

“Well, it was pretty long, but there weren’t any problems.” My Uncle Ian said after taking a swig of his cold beer.

“Did the neighbors give you any trouble along the way?” Champagne asked.

“No, I don’t think I even saw their house actually… Where were they?” My Aunt Knicole wondered.

“Really? You didn’t see their damn rainbow pride flag flying in the wind? They have that damn thing out all the time, I can’t stand it.” With this comment I stood straight up and practically spilled my soda that was sitting on the counter. I couldn’t believe she had just made such an insulting comment. I was just about to go off on this bitch when my mom interjects

“Hey now, we won’t tolerate any gay bashing while were around. If you don’t approve of that lifestyle that’s your opinion, but when we are around we won’t have it. If that is going to continue we can leave right now. My son is gay and we all support him in that, we wont have that kind of intolerance while we are around.” I love that my mom stands up for me like that. Sometimes I wish she wouldn’t, I can fight my own battles, but I know that if she didn’t first I would do it, and it probably wouldn’t end as peacefully as it would when she says something.

“Oh no, I apologize, I didn’t mean it like that. I have no problem with people being gay, I just wish they wouldn’t show it off and wave it in the faces of others.” Champagne retorts, quickly defending herself.

“Alright, well we are just making sure. That is a sensitive issue with us.” My mom says. I wish this night would just end, I’m so done with this already.

“So where is Victor?” My aunt says, urgent to change the subject. Victor is Champagne’s father who lives with them. From what I hear he is a little “off-his-rocker,” if you catch my drift.

“Oh, he is upstairs in his study. I thought I smelled him cooking something up there a little earlier, but I haven’t heard a word from him.” Champagne explains reluctantly. I think I might go pay him I visit. Whatever he is doing up there is bound to be more interesting than the banter going on in here. I pick up my drink from the counter and say “I’m gonna go upstairs.”

I walk through the indoor garden that is off to the right of the kitchen. A very large stone statue is the centerpiece here. It looks very old and has small amounts of moss growing on it. I guess they don’t care to clean it as much as they do the rest of the house. The statue is of a woman holding a harp in one hand and a coiled whip in the other. She is dressed in robes, reminiscent of those worn in ancient Greece. As I look up to the top of the statue, which is about two and a half stories tall, I notice smoke coming out of a second-story room. That must be where Victor is, crazy old man… I head through the garden to a room in, what I assume to be, the middle of the house. A grand spiral staircase leads up to the second floor. I reach the top of the staircase and back to the right I see the room that overlooked the garden. Inside is a little old man in long, bulky black robes crouched over a smoking cauldron. I walk towards him and ask “Victor?” The old man backs away and looks up at me, a little startled.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Knicole’s nephew, Mark.” As I say this, Victor tilts his head to the side slightly, just like a dog does when they are confused. It’s kind of adorable, but I don’t think he would like to be called adorable. “You know Knicole right?” I ask, but he shakes his head. “She works with your daughter, and I am her nephew.” Victor relaxes slightly and pulls the robes back from off his head. As he does so I finally see his face. He is bone thin and extremely pale, like he hasn’t seen the sun in at least 5 years. The skin on his face sags in wrinkles and his scalp shows signs that he has balded many years ago, with little patches of hair sprouting up. He really needs to just get his head shaved, but I’m sure Champagne has the same worry as me, that his skin is to saggy to be able to be shaved. The skin might just come off along with the hair.

The old man then nods to me, an acknowledgement that he trusts me enough to not be scared. He then gets back to his work making whatever kind of potion or soup or whatever it is in that huge pot of his. I walk closer to the cauldron and see some kind of dark green, bubbling liquid inside.

“What are you making?” I ask him, but he doesn’t answer. He is just kind of mumbling to himself the words of an old man gone senile. Shuffling across the floor in a sort of crouch he is finding ingredients off the shelves in the room to add to his cauldron. I shrug my shoulders, realizing I’m not going to get anything out of this crazy old man, and walk to the balcony in the room that overlooks the indoor garden. At this height I’m about to the neck of the large statue of the woman, her giant whip right in front of my face.

As I look at it and the garden below, Victor comes up really quickly behind me rambling in some language that is completely beyond my comprehension and shoves me off to the side. I watch him as he grabs the statue’s arm and easily pulls it towards himself, the stone it’s made of suddenly flexible. He looks under the woman’s arm and I notice a message carved into the statue. As he reads the scrawled message he recites the to me. “’Mission 02156: Mikon.’ Remember that Mark, it’s very important.” Victor lets the hang go and sulks back to his cauldron to work on his recipe as if nothing had happened. I start to walk toward him to ask him what in the world that means, but I hear a noise coming from the garden that stops me. I quickly snap my head around and see the statue shaking back and forth. It rocks once, twice, three times and crashes forward to the ground, breaking in half at the woman’s mid-section. I run to the balcony to observe the wreckage that has just happened. Everyone in the kitchen heard the ruckus as well and runs to the garden to see what happened. They look at the statue laying on the ground and then up to the balcony that I am standing at, immediately placing the blame on me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, you didn’t have to show me the message, it’s my fault.” I say, turning to Victor. He shakes his head and makes a gesture towards me to calm down, as if saying it wasn’t my fault. He comes to the balcony beside me and shouts to the onlookers below.

“Don’t worry, I can fix it, the boy didn’t do it, don’t blame him. I can fix it, relax.” Everyone below is clearly worried and is thinking this old man is nuts. They head back to the kitchen shocked, but knowing that it will be fixed. Victor heads out of the room and shuffles to the other end of the second floor, unphased by what just occurred. I stand on the balcony; eyes and mouth wide open, not quite understanding what just happened. I just tell myself to get over it though and decide to head back downstairs to join the others in the kitchen.

As I reenter the kitchen downstairs to join the rest of the party, I see that everyone has decided to take what they call “cake shots.” Cake shots involve drinking down cheesecake out of one shot glass, and then drinking some kind of red alcohol out of another shot glass. All the adults, except my mom who doesn’t drink of course, take their shots. My sister is then offered one and does it no problem. When it comes to my cousin, Graham, to take his, he takes a sip of the red stuff first. First of all, that is clearly the wrong order, and second of all, he doesn’t like the taste of the stuff so he decides to pass on his. I think “why not?” and grab Graham’s cake and throw it down. The cake is delicious, so I’m thinking the red stuff must make it even better! I grab the other shot glass and down it. This one is not as tasty; in fact it pretty much sucks. Knicole asks me how it was and I say “The cake was great, but the alcohol kinda ruined it.” All the adults laugh and Knicole turns around to Champagne shaking her head and laughing. I’m like “screw this” and leave the kitchen back through the garden to check out the rest of the house.

As I walk through the garden I notice that Victor is putting some kind of floating patch onto the statue that holds the two pieces of it together like stitches. With a big toothy grin, and by toothy I mean he only has about 5 teeth left in his mouth when he smiles, he looks at me and waves as he mends the statue. I walk past him and go through the room with the spiral staircase into a foyer type area with, yet again, white carpet. I do not understand how these people keep their house clean. As I look up though, I see that the room towards the back of the house is a huge dining room with hundreds of people in it eating dinner. There are two more of these same types of dining rooms on either side of the first one. “Weren’t we supposed to be the only people over tonight?” I think. This is definitely really weird, and even weirder is the fact that no one in the rooms seems to notice that I am even standing here. As I stand there watching the people go about their dinner, I get a feeling of Déjà vu, like this has happened before.

I start to get freaked out when all of the sudden a giant metal door comes up from the ground in between my room and the dining rooms, completely obscuring my view of that room. I back away quickly, getting really scared and worried by this point. I then hear two more of the giant metal doors scraping up from the floor, closing off my way back to the garden and to the room on my right side. I realize I need to get out of here or I may be stuck inside. Guards clad in black tuxedos then come into the room to try and grab me; I know I need to get away now. I turn around towards the front of the house and see the sitting room I first saw when I got here. I run towards it when another giant metal doors screams up from the floor, about to close off my last chance for escape. I jump on top of the door and squeeze through just in time to make it out of the foyer and into the sitting room before I’m squished against the ceiling.

By this point, there is no exit from this room except the large window to the front yard. Luckily I am alone in this room, so I have time to think, but I have no idea how I am going to escape from this. I start to pace the room to think of something I can do to get out of here, but then I realize my family may be in the same situation. I left them in the kitchen and I don’t know what is happening to them right now. Have they been captured already? Are they trapped liked me, unaware of what is happening? Are they dead? No, I can’t think that, they’re alive; I have to tell myself that. I could jump out the front window, but that would make a really loud noise, not to mention the fact that the glass would probably cut me pretty badly. I continue to pace the floor back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth… Then I hear a sound coming front the ceiling in the corner of the room. I start to walk towards it when a girl drops from a hole in the ceiling. I back away, worried that this is the end, she is here to capture me and there isn’t anything I can do about it. 

“Wait, don’t worry, I’m here to help you.” She says, “My grandfather sent me to help you”

“Your, your… Grandfather?” I manage to blurt out in between deep breaths.

“Yes, Victor, he is my grandfather. I don’t have time to explain, just come with me.” She says urgently. She walks up to me and hands me two black keys on key chains, “Keep these, you’ll need them. We need to get out of here first, then we need to get a car.” I nod, really not sure what is happening right now, but feeling that I can trust this girl. She heads towards the door and stops just short of touching it saying, “My name is Stefani by the way.” She pushes on the right side of the metal door and it opens outward with ease, just like any door should. I see a guard standing at the front door blocking any entry or exit. Stefani and me walk up to the guard and he is not keen on letting us out. Stefani mouths out the words “The key” to me and jerks her head towards the guard. I pull out one of the keys and show it to the guard and he says “Oh!” and backs to the side of the door. Stefani grabs his arm from behind, twists, and the guard falls to the floor.

“Go!” she says and I run out of the front door, Stefani following closely behind. She catches up to me as we run in front of the house off to the right.

“Where are we supposed to get a car?” I yell to her.

“My dads garage, he has tons of cars there. Follow me!” She says as she starts to run ahead of me. When we finally reach the end of the ginormous house I see a large shop a small distance away. This must be the garage. We walk inside and there must be at least 50 cars inside, of all models and makes. The garage itself is two-stories tall, the lower on for cars and the upper one for… who knows what. The right side of the garage has a waiting area for people and, what I assume to be, a large bathroom and a shop. The interior of the shop is completely different than that of the house, made mostly of wood and looking a lot like a barn. At the back is a second set of garage doors that all the cars are facing towards, ready to be taken out for a spin. I ask Stefani “Which car do we take?”

“That one,” she says, pointing to and old black Mustang with Red pin striping in the center of the garage, pretty close to where we came in. “That’s the one you have the key for. We have to enter the race to be able to get it though. You have money?” She asks me.

“Yeah, a little.” I say apprehensively.

“Good, lets talk to the race manager then. Act casual.”

We walk up to a man sitting at a really tall desk in the front corner of the garage sitting in front of a very large book, presumably to write down all the racers and their names.

“How much for a race?” Stefani asks the man, bringing me out of my daze of amazement at how huge this garage is.

“30 dollars” says the man, not looking at either of us. Stefani looks at me, as if saying, “That’s your cue.” I look in my wallet for the money and find a $20 bill and a $30 cashiers check.

“Will this do?” I ask the man, giving him the money.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” He says taking the money. We start to walk away when he says, “Wait, this isn’t enough. It’s $50 entry.” We head back to him, not too happy about how much it costs for this race. I look for some more money in my wallet when he says

“What are you doing, you gave me too much, the race only costs $15.” Stefani and me look at each other, both thinking “This guy is nuts,” but we take the change that the man gives us and quickly walk away to go to the car.

Once we finally weave our way through the maze of cars in the garage to get to ours, we notice a guy sitting in the passengers seat.

“Don’t worry, he’s on our side” Stefani says opening the drivers side door. She gets in and sits on the middle console. I follow her lead and sit in the drivers seat. As soon as I turn the car on the giant doors at the back of the garage open up, revealing a racetrack carved through the forest behind the house. All the cars start to enter the racetrack and I get a little worried, I’ve never raced before. Then I also realize that I’m used to driving my car, which not only is a stick but also is likely totally different than this car. I try to reach over to grab the stick shift but Stefani is in the way. I ask her

“Is this car an automatic?”

I’ve also been having this reoccurring dream a lot lately. 

Me and the guy i liked are texting. That’s all there is to it. me and him are in separate places just texting each other. 

Ok, so i had such a miss-mash of different dreams last night its gonna be interesting to see if i can remember them… and i have no clue how all of these different thoughts came into my head all in one night, but it was definitely a fun night!

Scene 1: Train Station

I am at a train station with my parents and sister and we are all waiting for a train. The train station is in the middle of a forest though, so that was kind of weird. it is completely surrounded by trees and stuff. I hear the train and get ready to get on, i think to go to Marq’s apartment in the next dream. 

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Scene 2: Mar’s apartment

Me and a whole bunch of my friends are at Mar’s for a party he is having. we are all having a good time and we all end up in his room (which has two beds now instead of the normal 1). i am aging on one of the beds with Cal and we start to cuddle. we just cuddle for a really long time and then i try and start to kiss him but he says he doesn’t wanna kiss, just to cuddle, thats it. 

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Scene 3: Evergreen High School (but different layout, naturally)

I am at the school and need to go to the bathroom. i \go into a stall and Spe. Kel. is in the one next to me. I sit down to go to the bathroom when he decides to look under the stall to watch me go to the bathroom. I’m like WTF, get out of here! so i start to push his head back under the stall cause i don’t want him watching me. as i am pushing his head back, the stall door opens and someone’s mom and a cop are standing there and see me pushing his head, assuming I’m doing something naughty with him in the bathroom. i try and tell them “no no, he was the one, i was trying to get him away!” and i look over and the wall between the stalls is now like a chain link fence and is see-through. the cop tells me I’m going to be arrested for being with a minor. I get scared, put on my pants, and book it out of the bathroom.

I start running all over the school to find somewhere to get away. i go down this hallway and at the end of it is these giant wooden doors with lattice on both sides and you can see through the lattice into the room. the doors are kind of crooked and broken down. i decide to look in there to see what it is and when i look in a see all these creepy ass children saying something lilke “join us” or “come in” or something like that. I’m like, hell no! and continue down the hallway. but in the hallway down to the right of this room, there are all these doll houses that are all bright, happy colors, mainly pinks. It really creeps me out and i walk very slowly through them and i realize that this must be where the creepy children live. i find that this hallway is a dead end when i get all the way to the back of the doll houses. i go back to the creepy children room and walk in. The children explain to me that this is a room for those who are in between life and death. they will help me get away. i ask if i am dead or a live and they say I’m in between. i hear the cop and mom coming so i run to the right side of the room and one of the children jumps out of his seat so i can hide under the table. i get under the table just as i see the cop bursting in through the wooden doors, breaking them down. I am scared shitless and cover my head with my arms shaking. Then i hear them getting closer to me, they pick me up by my collar as i am still covering my eyes and…

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Scene 4: My front room

(just this section) idk where the fuck this shit came from, NSFW

I am in my front room watching some awards show and reading some kind of book as well. My mom decides to go to bed and I’m still out in the front room alone watching tv. i want to masturbate so i go to some kind of menu on my tv where i can watch specific people on the show talk shirtless and so i choose the host of survivor (?). i balance myself between two footrests so I’m in the air and get ready to masturbate but i can’t quite get the right position. 

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Scene 5: Streetcar stop on 23rd

I am sitting at the stop waiting for the streetcar with the guy i like. we are just talking and I tell him that one of my friend’s thinks that its totally awesome that he works at Chipotle. i realize that makes it obvious i was talking about him to my friends so i quickly say “that’s just what i thought about, idk why” trying to cover up the fact i was talking about him to my friends. 

END

Finally, a new dream! its a little weird though… like, really fucked up… well here we go!

Scene: My house

So its morning and i am headed out the door to go to school. my dad is here and i say bye and start walking to the bus stop. about half-way there I’m like “wait a minute, i have a car, duh, i haven’t taken the bus for 2 months. so i walk back to my house. when i get home, my dad is washing the cars. My car is gone so I’m like “where is my car?” he informs me that my mom took my car. so i say i don’t wanna drive the samurai so I’m gonna take my grandma’s car, which is at my house for some odd reason. But he says he needs to take it later so i can’t take it. therefore, i don’t have a car. so i head back to the bus stop.

Scene: On the bus

I’m on the bus and this guy gets on and sits next to me. he is kinda cute, but i don’t think much of it. then he asks me “you wanna get out of here? wanna go somewhere?” i say “no, i can’t… wanna do it here?” he says sure, so i reach over in his pants, but then a little girl walks up to us on the bus and starts talking to us, so we aren’t able to do anything.

Scene: in a car

So now i am in some family’s car with the guy that was trying to hook-up with me earlier. i think it may have been his family. we pull into this shopping complex and i see a gamestop and say i wanna go. there is a manicure place right next door and the girls all say they wanna go get their nails done, so we park and walk up to the stores. i keep walking and walk right into the manicure place not thinking about it, i say sorry and walk back out. i see the guy and the rest of his family headed upstairs to go to gamestop, but I’m thinking “its right here next door, where are you headed?” I’m like, whatever and head to the gamestop that is next door.

Inside the gamestop, its is really dark. the walls are all black and its filled wall to wall with used games, nothing new. I’m thinking “oh, this must be where they keep all the used games and the new ones are upstairs. There is also a hole in the wall like they have at banks where you can put in your used games and they go up to this like, booth thing where the employees watch over everyone from above. i think this is all kind of weird and out of place, but i know its gamestop so i trust it. i start to look around and find in a little box to my right a collection with Final Fantasy 1-10 on sale. I’m super excited but don’t have the money.

i keep looking around, and then suddenly its really late and they close up and they lock me inside. no one else is there and I’m stuck there, then all of the sudden I’m shoved through the game-trading hole and end up in this giant warehouse looking area, very reminiscent of the hell that Freddy is in from Nightmare on Elm Street. I stand there really scared and looking around for a way out, but then I’m taken to a dark room that is like a jail cell or something with another guy in there. i walk up to him and he grabs me and says “guess what i have?!” and starts undressing. i assume he means an STD and he is trying to force me to have sex with him so i get it, but then i realize he is talking about his HUGE penis. apparently he is supposed to impale me on it and kill me. for some reason though, he takes mercy on me and fake kills me instead. when the bad guys come to collect me i run out and they take the guy and start to shove him into a furnace to kill him for not doing his job. 

I run around in this giant warehouse and its like a huge maze. i find this section that looks like a hospital and i hide in one of the little “rooms” behind a divider. but then these like, zombies with creepy doll faces start to look for me. They are actually very reminiscent of Cie’th from Final Fantasy XIII. One of them finds me hiding and tells all the zombies where i am. then little rats with the same faces as the zombies surround me.

the zombies take me to a conveyor belt at the front of this giant warehouse. the employees talk to me about something and say their going to kill me. then more zombies come out from behind me on the conveyor belt to kill me. but then i start to grab the rats and rip their heads off to scare them. i kill about 5 of them and then the rats run away. i then find a large double-edged sword and start to sever the zombies heads, but there are just too many. then some guy (it might be the giant penis guy, it could be the guy from the bus, I’m not quite sure who it was) and distracts them all so i can escape. i run out of the warehouse and escape.

When i get back him i am scared shitless and go to bed to try and relieve my mind. i then wake up in the middle of the night to my grandma making really weird noises in the front room. i go out to check on her, but she looks different. she kind have a blue/purplish look to her. she kind of looks like she is from The Edge of Glory music video, but rotting. she starts to look at me weird and goes to attack me. i get out of the way and she runs back to the laundry room and stops there. i go after her and tell her she isn’t herself, she needs to relax. But she then slowly turns around and starts to attack me again. we fight a little bit then i throw her into the front room. she lands on the couch and i think i might have killed her by impaling her on the sword i found at the warehouse… idk for sure if i killed her or not though. then this overload guy, who kind of reminds me of Caius from Final Fantasy XIII-2, appears in my kitchen and tells me she has been possessed and i won’t be getting her back. he says that he will kill me somehow.

END

Scene: Inside the Art Institute

So i show up to school for drawing class and i head up to my normal classroom, but my teacher is not there and neither are anyone in the class. i think thats really weird because class is supposed to be starting like, now. I head to some kind of administrative office and ask what is going on and they tell me that they don’t know what is going on, that they haven’t seen my teacher either and to basically just assume class is cancelled. so I’m like, alright, no big deal, i guess ill just have to find something to do for the next 4/5 hours till my next class. being in portland, that shouldn’t be too hard. I think about texting Jonny and seeing what he is doing, but I’m not sure if i should so i don’t. 

When i walk outside, i notice that Ai doesn’t look like it usually does, which is like a normal building on the street in Portland. It now looks like a normal college on a large sprawling campus with large areas of grass out front and the building isn’t just a block wide and very tall, but very wide and like, 5 stories tall. Basically its like all the Ai’s came together to create one big school. anyways, in my dream this doesn’t bother me much and nor does it bother anyone else, were all used to it, like its always been this way.

So i go outside and see some of my friends playing some kind of game where you run in between each other without being touched… i don’t quite understand it. i set my stuff on the truck bed where everyone else’s stuff is (cause apparently they allow trucks on campus) and i ask them whats up and if i can join them. they try to explain the game to me but i still don’t really understand, so i walk to the other side of the group to watch. i notice that Jonny actually is here already and playing games with all my friends. I’m kind of like,thats weird.. but still cool that he is here already. So as I’m talking to one of my friends who is playing by where I’m watching i say “i think we should play red rover, that is so much more fun” and then everyone somehow hears me and starts moving into the two-line formation of red rover. I’m like, awesome! we get to play the game i want to play! so everyone gets in their lines and I’m coating the number of people in the lines to make sure we are even and I’m thinking that one person needs to moves from the left of me to the right, and then i realize I’m that one person and i didn’t count myself, duh. so i get into the right line and we start playing.

Erika runs over to us and me and someone else capture her. the game goers on for a bit and then Jonny comes over to my end of the line (cause apparently he is some kind of team leader now.) and tells me to move over a few spots to the left in our line. he then goes back to the end of the line and starts saying that there is “someone in particular who has been doing a fantastic job at playing this game” as he walks down the line. he then stops and me and starts saying that i have been doing such a great job and he wants to congratulate me. then everyone jumps over to me to give me a giant hug and like, tackles me to the ground. they bring out a cake for me, apparently they had been planning on doing this because its some kind of party for me. Jonny brings over a cake and sets it in front of me while I’m pinned to the ground. then some asian guy (Wes maybe?) brings out this invention he made that duplicates things and starts to duplicate a section of my cake so that is starts to get bigger and bigger and creates a cool design that ends up making it look like a blue layered cake with an easter egg on top that has multiple sparkling layers of color. Russ then shows up out of nowhere and takes a picture of me with the cake.

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Scene: In a car

I am riding in a car with Nic, one of our family friends, and i set my arm on the arm rest and then he sets his on there and he keeps scooting his hand over and grabs mine. I am a little startled at first, but then I’m ok with it and we just hold hands the rest of the car ride. we then get somewhere and for some reason we sit up front and he is driving now. there are kids behind us, but idk whose kids. while we are driving, i set my arm on the arm rest again and so does he. he then keeps making subtle motions with is hand to put my hand closer to his because for some reason we don’t want the kids seeing us holding hands, so i keep doing it but not as fast as he would like and he just reaches over and grabs my hand really fast and we are holding hands again. we continue like this fort the rest of the ride. 

Scene: I’m watching a movie, perspective of the camera

The movie im watching is about some kind of church/summer camp that all these teenagers are at. Everyone is having fun and two of the girls there are dating and are making out. The leader of the camp… Lets call him bob, do not like that and break the up and tell them it’s not appropriate. Everyone at the camp say that is not fair and they should be able to do whatever they want, but they can’t say anything to bob. The last scene of the movie that I watch is of bob’s son having sex at the bottom of bob’s giant house on the campground.

I don’t like the end of the movie very much, so I end up, somehow, inside the movie. The same event with the girls happens, but as bob is talking to the girls about their relationship being wrong, I step in and tell him it is ok and he shouldn’t be telling the, what is right and wrong, everyone should be able to be with whoever they like. My mom then shows up (out of nowhere) and gets on bob about it too and gets him to leave the girls alone.

Later on in the camp bathroom, I get out of the shower and I see bob’s son in the bathroom. I realize that their son is a guy that is see on the way to Ai every once in a while, he goes to Ai too, somehow I know his name is Chris although ive never spoken to him before. In the bathroom we glance at each other and don’t think much of it, I think he is cute but I don’t think he feels the same. As I go to the mirrors to do my hair though, I look back over to him (cause he’s cute, ya know how that goes) and he is looking to. I quickly look away, and then try and catch a other glance, and he is still looking at me, and I turn back away again. I try to cover the fact that I am starting to smile cause there might be something there, and I walk around the corner back towards the showers and glance back quickly one more time, and he is still looking at me and smiling. I get around the corner and I start to get a huge smile on my face.

That night in bob’s house, the bob family is eating dinner and (I think) I am watching through their large bay windows, but they can’t see me. Chris is sitting there quietly and tells his parents that he is gay. They are outraged and start throwing things at him and chase him outside to the fire escape, I run after him to try and help him. We run down the fire escape with his parents following us, and finally we get away into the woods when his parents give up. We hug each other and the dream fades to black.

Scene: a bar somewhere in Seattle.

Me, Eri, Kor, and aar all walk into the bar and go up to order drinks, they order 3 bottles of vodka and 3 cartons of orange juice. I don’t get anything and I’m surprised that they don’t card me, but then as we start to leave the counter, they ask for our IDs. I am the only one who is not 21 so I just tell them as I show them my ID that I wasn’t planning on drinking anyway, and they said that’s alright. We head back to the table and Chris is there (yeah, the one from the previous dream, Bob the camp host’s son) and so is a girl who Aar is trying to date (I think it is someone who was at Bob’s camp too). Aar tries to sit next to Chris, but Kor throws her jacket in the seat before he sits to make Aar sit next to his girl and to make me sit next to Chris. We all sit next to our potential BF/GFs and have a great night at the bar.

Scene: my house

Something happened at my house but I can’t quite remember what it was… I think it had something to do with me and Chris coming home from the bar and laughing and going to my room… But im not quite sure, I can’t remember.

Scene: 18th st in vancouver
I start out running down 18th either trying to get away from something or trying to get somewhere quickly. My friends come up beside me and are running to and talking to me. We all stop to talk about something and then we all decided we need to go to this party thing at a friends house, so we all head there.

When we get to the house, the party is in the backyard. There is a huge pool with some kind of apparatus above it in the middle and everyone is sitting around the backyard watching the pool. Then AFI start to perform a concert on the apparatus which Is like a stage above the water. They are performing and we are all having a great time watching the concert. I notice there are two really cute guys watching the concert too sitting on the edge of the pool like me and my friends, one of them I think is straight but the other I think is gay and I am pretty sure he is checking me out like I am with him. They start to throw these things that float and look like you can get on them in the water, i run over to my mom and give her my phone and my shoes and me and all my friends jump in the water and start playing on them.

AFI’s set is then done and we are just in the pool having fun, then the main show starts- and it is gaga! The show turns out to be like a cirque du soleil type of thing and it’s really cool. Then these giant spiral type things come down and pick up me and my friends out of the water. Each one of us has our own little spiral thing and Gaga has one too, but hers moves freely. All of us start going in a circle on these things and it’s like we’re on one of those big swing rides they have at theme parks. Gaga’s swing comes towards me and I reach out my hand… And she grabs it! We then hold hands for a while and I close my eyes and it is an amazing moment. I am getting to hold Lady Gaga’s hand while spinning around in the air, it’s amazing! I then open my eyes and she let’s to of my hand and swings away, but sadly I noticed she is kind of grossed out cause my hand was really sweaty, but oh we’ll.

We continue to swing for a bit and then the ride lowers us back into the water. Me and my friends have had a great time at the party and we decide to go to some store for some reason afterward. While at the store, we are all excited cause of the amazing concert we were just at and just kinda hanging out in the store. I then see one of the cute guys from the concert at the store and I decide to go back and say hi. I walk up to him and the girl he is with and I quickly grab his crotch as I get there and say hi. I talk to the girl and find out it is his wife and she is all like “I know what you are trying to do, that is my husband, you are not going to be with him he is mine,” she is a bitch pretty much. They walk away and I’m sad because I thought me and the guy had something together, but I guess not, he is married. As the two of them are walking away though, he turns back really quick without his wife knowing and he shows me a sign that say something along the lines of “I’m sorry, I really do like you, meet me (somewhere where I can’t remember what he wrote” and walks away. I turn away and my friends are like “I’m sorry, that sucks that he is married” and I say “it’s alright, I got a number” and I hold up a blue sticky note with the guy’s number on it.
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So I’m gonna try my best to describe this, but really it’s kind of just concepts that happened last night in my dream, it wasn’t really anything tangible/understandable

Scene: no fucking clue lol
Im doing something… My dad is in it, so are kor, Jon, kal… Maybe mis? Um… We are talking… Yeah, that’s all I got lol

Scene: Downtown Portland

I am just laving the Art Institute and Jon is waiting for me outside as i turn the corner. i ask him whats up and he invites me to go with him to go get his eyebrows waxed and so we can hang out, i say sure. he smiles at me and i smile back and for a moment everything is perfect and beautiful. we walk off together really happy. 

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