Journal Entry 3/5/13 (15)-H-town dreams

I've had this dream a lot of times in my life. At 10:00 pm I fell asleep and dreamed I was in the Toyota Center performing live in front of hundreds of thousands. The colors and lights were so vivid, but when I sang nobody said anything. I saw them all cheering, but nothing audible came out of their voices. Oh well, they liked it from telling the look on their faces. After the concert I always get lost backstage and end up running into my mom where she slaps me upside the head and I wake up at a random time. Sometimes at 5:00 am to times like 3:00 pm (I like to sleep). All the theories could be possible for this one. I mean the concert represents what I've always secretly wanted to do, and my mom dissapproving is the obstacle in front of that. The bizzare hallucinations were the inaudible amounts of cheering and clapping from the spectators. Thus, concludes these jounal entries.

Journal Entry 3/4/13 (14)- Movie night!

I fell asleep a little early because of school tomorrow (spring break is near!). At 9:00 pm I fell asleep and dreamed about the movies. Tinseltown over on 290 was the only one I liked. The prices were low and I could be able to make it there in like 30 minutes. So I'm inside the theater and decide to movie hop, and usually the staff doesn't mind when I do it in real life. All the seats were either empty or had all my classmates sitting in. I guess they got the idea of movie hopping too. Anyways, I sit next to my best friends, Whitney, Dylan, Emily, Saayid and Maurica. The movie that came on was Silver Linings. Instantly I wanted out of the movie, but my friends didn't want me to. I tried to make myself wake up by thinking it was a dream (guess what, it really is!). This always works like an escape pod from my dreams. At 3:30 am I rose from my bed to go drink some water and some pain pills when I see my mom watching netflix. We watched until 6:00 am. I think that this applies the theory of extensions of waking life because I went with the friends listed earlier just this weekend. I guess it would be cool if more of them showed up, so it could be like a party at the movies.

Journal Entry 3/3/13 (13)-Running

I slept around 10:00 pm as I usually did before this project and dreamed that my dog ran away. I saw through her eyes the entire neighborhood. At the park, she jumped on the see-saw and ran through the jungle gym. The sewer system was to the left of it, and she soon started running towards it. I thought she would run into the pipe system, but then she started flying. It was bizarre to see myself as my dog flying over the forest and soaring all the way back to the backyard. When she landed, I saw her run into the house, harass the cat, and went to sleep back in her bed. Right when she laid down I saw myself come in and greet her. This is definitely a bizzare dream. Is that where she runs off to every day? Or is that where she wants to go? Oh well, this ties to the theory of activation-synthesis though.

Journal Entry 3/2/13 (12)- Patriotic sea voyage

My mom told me that I'm going to start working at her new tax business as Uncle Sam standing outside with an advertisement poster...yay. I fell asleep at 9:00 pm after taking some pain pills at 7:00 pm and dreamed about the statue of liberty. She was in the middle of the ocean surrounded by fish and boats. I was in a boat with my mom and sister. We were all working to keep the boat sailing and bring in fish with the net I made. At 5:00 am I woke up to plug up some holes in the backyard fence before my brother puts the dog outside. I returned to my quarters at 5:30 am to continue sleeping. This time the statue of liberty was directing fish into the boats. We made a great haul too. About two thousand dollars for our first day. I woke up at 6:30 am to eat breakfast for the first time in years. The theories that connected with this one was extensions of waking life and Freud's theory of dreams due to the symbols, lady liberty and the boats with fishes, represent customers and businesses with the patriotic figure as me (no I am not dressing up as the statue of liberty) and the extensions theory connects because of what my job will be tomorrow.

Journal Entry 3/1/13 (11)- Gluttony

I slept at 10:00 pm and dreamed I was in Walmart looking for my brother. As I was searching for him, I saw some of the produce aisles was replaced with chips, soda and other fattening foods. The only vegetation in the store was the plants that they had for sale. Many of the customers there were entering the "produce" section and eating the merchandise to their hearts' content. When they were finished, each one had a horrifying heart attack and turned into a giant pig. My brother was eating in the section as well as everyone else! I threw him out of the store when he got sick and threw up all the food. The alarm woke me up in the morning and got me thinking. My brother's cardiologist came up with the results and said he needed to lose some weight before the night I dreamt the dream. That ties to extensions of waking life theory.

Journal Entry 2/28/13 (10)- Tripping

This was a rather short dream. At 10:00 pm I was sound asleep and dreamed I was running. Nothing special, just that I was running on a narrow line that seemed to have no end. I feared reaching the end of the line because then I had no control over my body and would result in falling off. That progressed for 5 hours then I woke up and watched television from then onto 6:30 am. Activation-synthesis and Freud's theory are involved in this one. The simulation was both bizzare and symbolizing to me what happens when I would get old and perish from this world.

Journal Entry 2/27/13 (9)-Lost...not really.

After finding out that spring break is around the corner of midterms, I fell asleep around 11 pm and dreamed I was running in a lush, green forest, looking for a house. When I reached the house, the roof was porous and the walls were painted red and brown along the sides of the house. Upon entering, I noticed the vines made holes for them to hang along an entire wall of the living room. The living room was the only room there, for the way upstairs was guarded by a hedge that sprouted rose thorns from its tendrils. The way to the basement was present across the empty room. Past the basement door was an enormous network of tunnels that extended for what seemed like miles. Every turn showed pictures of keys and doors, which lit up if their colors corresponded with each other. I was awakened by my alarm at 7:00 am before completing the puzzle. This was a dream that occured multiple times in my life and would end before the completion of the puzzle. I'm starting to think that maybe the network's purpose was not to be completed, but for something else. I think thatall three theories apply to this: Freud's theory of dreams for the symbols and objects that meant something, Activation-synthesis for projecting bizzare thought patterns, and extensions of waking life for picturing my old house at shady harbor.

Journal Entry 2/26/13 (8)-Pleasure Pier

I read myself to sleep around 8:00 pm this time. The setting was at the family condo at Galveston. When I left the building, my family met me there and we decided to go bike riding. A bicycle that could seat four people appeared across on the edge of the sea wall. We rode all the way to Pleasure Pier, and over there the sun was more bright. Usually the games over there are high priced and rigged, (that's what I think at least) but there seemed to be nobody there but us. I tried some of the games and won every single time, even if I knew I lost. The roller coaster was the only ride interesting to me, so off I went. At the top, I watched the entire ocean turn from blue to purple, signalling night time as the moon came to replace the sun. Lights were embedded in the tracks so I could see where I was going. The tracks bended and twisted to my thoughts as I dropped down at fast speed. After the thrilling ride I realized that I was dreaming and the surroundings around me started to fade again just like the last dream. I awoke with no disruptions at 7:00 am. This dream was actually more than just bearable, it was actually pretty enjoyable. This is the first time I can say the theory of Freud ties with this, along with activation-synthesis.

Journal Entry 2/25/13 (7)-Procrastination

I had another school work related dream. At 10:00 pm I went to bed and dreamed I was at school. Everyone was working like any other regular day. I looked at everyone's star chart and noticed that everyone was on track. When I finally arrived at my cubicle, the star chart belonged to me was only about 3/4 full. Mr. Pausky, our homeroom teacher, rised up from his chair and began ranting on like usual. At 8:30 am (dream time zone) he announced that it was the final day to turn in unit ten books. I was still only in units 6 and 7! I felt like having a heart attack. I recall working until my head spun and passed out. The time hit 2:30 pm: class is over. Suddenly an alarm rung with Mr. Pausky shouting "time's up!!!" The walls started caving in and I closed my eyes so hard, I could see nothing but darkness. I jumped up looking at the clock and saw 4:50 am. I stayed awake the whole time through until 7:00 am. In the real world, I've been studying and working nonstop and will continue to be able to make it through midterms. Extensions of waking life theory is majorly invovled in this due to the fact that it put me through a simulation of how I would feel if the end of the school year deadline reached me before I reached it.

Journal Entry 2/24/13 (6)- I'll do it later...

I listened to some music to help me sleep because it was like 1:00 am. I was in a house that was mixed up with some of my friends' houses. My middle school friends were inside doing this HUGE project that was due tomorrow. They had only three hours to do it, and it seemed impossible. As they were working, their bodies began to wither away because of the labor they were doing. I felt like helping them, but I had no control over my body to move and help them. I thought one of them would collapse of exhaustion for sure, but by the time the assignment was complete the shriveling shells that were my friends suddenly inflated back with youth and turned back to normal again (6:00 am I woke up to go to the bathroom). I fell asleep for a short time then woke back up at the times 7:00 am, 7:14 am and 7:40 am. You know what? My friends back then didn't ever procrastinate that severely before. I think they resembled me and my problem with procrastination. I ALWAYS do this with big major projects that seem to take more than a day to accomplish. That ends here. After midterms, I'm going to plan to plan for projects.

Journal Entry 2/23/13 (5)-Future

I came home around 7:00 pm from the Willowbrook Mall. I fell asleep at 9:58 pm after finishing my Eulogy. This dream oddly doesn't directly relate to the major issues in my life right now. I was in this sort of super mall, where few people were seen in any of the departments. I showed up at the entrance and went inside. The food court was packed! I couldn't describe how many people were in there. It was as if an ocean flooded five or six feet of the mall floors! I made my way out of the food court and into the stores. At a clothing store I found a little child that was depressed because he couldn't purchase anything until the next holiday. I felt confused because spring break was growing near us. I looked at the nearby calendar over the counter of the oval-shaped help desk in the middle of the store and found that it was completely blank. I flipped the pages and found nothing but the feeling of illness and anxiety. I dropped the calendar and ran out. I ran into a store that appeared to be a candy shop and found it also packed with people. I literally had to walk on top of people's heads to move around. The candy dispensers and containers were empty, yet there's people around? I found an elevator at the end of the room, and fell into it. There was 3 floors to choose from, and each one made me feel curious to find out what lies in each store of each floor. I pushed the ground floor button and the elevator dropped at an alarming rate. I felt afraid that I was going to die in there, when a huge thud came from the floor. The doors opened, and a tall, pale man wearing a black suit and tie came in. I tried to look behind him. There was complete nothingness outside the doors. I introduced myself, but he didn't respond. His face was faded, as if he were wearing a mask with its paint smeared partially off. He pushed a button that I haven't seen before: a red button. Then the room suddenly went black and I saw him. The face was completely gone and his arms extended to abnormal proportions. A whisper came to my ears that said "This is where I died, and it will be yours too." A painful ringing sounded in my head that I couldn't silence. I tried to get out, but I was trapped in an elevator. The man somehow knew I had a fear of elevators. I yelled out "I'm dreaming" and repeated it until I woke up at 7:40 am in shock. The fear of elevators is definitely in there, and I think that the theory of extensions of waking life are involved in this dream as well. I got the fear of elevators from when I was 8 and a group of kids started jumping on the Galleria Mall elevator while I was in it, causing it to somehow stop. We were trapped in there until the doors opened back up. There was a red button that set off an alarm while you held it. The feeling of fear generated while I was in there. I guess that's how I got my fear of elevators. The mall always to me was kind of like my "safe place."  Tomorrow I have to work on this fear, I hope there's no red button.

Journal Entry 2/22/13 (4)- Throw back dream

I stayed up studying for my upcoming "midterms" for high school until midnight. Then my mom yelled at me to go to sleep. The dream was so vivid, and I swear I could actually smell a few things while I was in there. My old house back in Cypress when I look back at it was the best house I ever had. The location was close to all my friends, the pool was working great and the garden was enormous. I dreamed I was swimming laps in the pool feeling the water splash on my body as I gasp for air and push my body for sixty more laps. I could smell the chlorine it used to have, yet I could smell it even from below the surface! After swimming I woke up at 2:00 am to go get some more blankets (I was really cold) and read myself to sleep at 2:30 am. The book was "To Kill A Mockingbird" by Harper Lee. Back in my old neighborhood dream (I knew that I was dreaming) I thought about Cy-Woods High and in an instant I seemed to have teleported inside the entrance of the school. All my friends were there to welcome me back and the teachers who I knew surrounded the outer part of the crowd. We had a pep rally and I smelled popcorn, for they always gave popcorn during these types of events. Then I felt like I had control over my dream since that popcorn became present in a bag in my hands. Everything was nice until I realized I was dreaming. When I focused on that thought, the dream faded. My alarm woke me up at 6:30 am to walk the dog. That was a very pleasant dream. The first one in a while. I guess the move last summer really made me feel homesick. I secretly want to move back to the old house because now we live in a smaller house where we have to share rooms and bathrooms. This really involves the theory of extensions of waking life.

Journal Entry 2/21/13 (3)-Skyfall

Another sky dream. When I fell asleep at 9:50 pm, I was flying through the sky populated only by clouds. Although it seemed nice at first, the clouds somehow began to deepen and grow darker as I drew closer to them. I tried to stay away from them, because in those types of dark clouds a storm is bound to happen. But there were too many surrounding me. Soon I began to sink down, falling again to my doom, yet I still felt it was different. After making my way through the storm clouds I could see my house in the distance, flooded and constantly struck by lightning. I instantly thought about my family, then my heart sank. The ground that grew near turned into an ocean, and I plunged into the depths of it. When I surfaced, the scenery was vivid: not a cloud in the sky, the waves weren't even choppy, and the sun was bright. My house survived, for I see my family rise up from the damaged roof feeling blessed for being spared. The theory for this one would probably be "extensions of waking life" due to the way the storm and flood reminded me of hurricane Katrina. I woke up at 6:00 am to walk the dog and get ready for school.

Journal Entry 2/20/13 (2)- Collapse

I fell asleep at 10:30 pm. I dreamed I was back in my house, but something felt different. I stepped out of my room to find my mom and dad back together and the kitchen designed like my father's house. It was like a mish mash of two houses. Pets and siblings were running happily around because they were planning on going on a vacation. At 3:00 am I awoke to drink some water, and then returned to bed. The dream up to this point was satisfactory until I took a look outside the window. The sky was falling, no, we were falling. Then everyone disappeared behind my back. Nobody was in the house except for my step parents standing in the middle of the room waiting for the house to collapse when it hits the ground. A huge rumble engulfed the room and the walls caved in. My mom and dad's divorce back years ago was depressing, but the odd thing is: I didn't recognize the step parents. I somehow knew they were, but they didn't seem like anyone I know. Activation-synthesis follows this dream because too many random things and occurrances were happening at the same time. A feeling of falling woke me up at 6:29 am followed by my alarm at 6:30 am. Time for school.

Journal Entry 2/19/13 (1)- Fine China

I fell asleep at 10:30 pm and dreamed I was somewhere in Asia. I could tell because the Great Wall was vivible through the windshield. I was driving an old fashioned vehicle away from a wave of gangsters in a car. There were bags of money in the back of the car, so I figured that's why I'm driving away from them. I quickly looked for a gun to shoot at them and located one in the glove compartment. I started thinking about my sister and then in an instant she pops up in the passenger seat. Already knowing the situation (I guess), she takes the tech 9 and starts shooting. We numbered them down to one car chasing us on the Great Wall. Now I realized we were low on gas and with only one bullet left. My sister aimed at the wheels of the car and blew the tire out. Next thing I know, the car flies off the wall and I wake up at 7:30 am right after because I wasn't looking and shortly after we fell off too. I knew I was dreaming at the start because I would never be driving a car on the Great Wall in Asia, so the theory would have to be a little bit of activation-synthesis and extenstions of waking life. It's activation because of the random location and bizzare events and extensions due to the fact that my sister and I are close and we drive home from school every day. Now I'll take caution driving anything.