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Stop the Iraq war with food technology? Send 'em cookies! Or make some of my teachers go over there. If they didn't stop bombing people Mr. stewart would sit on them. Probably the worst death ever.

I've not been able to remember my dreams lately! I wish I did! Must be too tired! 3nodding stressed xp

I had a dream once where I had on the half-moon mask....it was weird... eek

I had this scary dream after I watched this scary movie about ants. I was trapped in this dome city with gigantic mutant ants. I was running away while everyone around me was getting killed and this guy saved me by fending one of them off with a chain saw. He got killed in the end too, made me sad.

I'd like to hear about these other dreams XP

I had a dream recently that I shaved and then my beard grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back and I shaved and then it grew back.....and then I woke up

nightmares - one nightmare i use to have recurrently (years ago this) was where all ma family be standing round me like laughing, jeerin and insulting me and then it started to spin rly fast and it be like me stood alone in a desert surrounded by like graves and stuff - was extrmeely bad and to be honest still scares me, saw a psychologist guy bout it (1 ma m8's who just finished uni) and basicly its like the sum of all things that scare me

dreams - um well some i cant list incase there children (there awsome the dreams) but i seem to dream my idea's in detail like at moment ive been writing songs in ma college free lessons to enjoy myself and i keep dreaming the words as i go so ive written like 50 songs in a week

also i been dreaming this design in ma head as i doing an engineering competition against ma stepdad for hell of it and i keep dreaming bout wt to attach to each component and stuff and so far its actually working ( it looks like a gun to be honest and probably is knowing my luck) i know freaky dream considering it in high detail with schematics and everything

I've actually had a lot of really odd dreams lately, and remembered most of them.

Exhibit A:
I was pregnant (how and by whom was apparently too important to tell me), but about five months into it, the baby kept falling out. So I kept putting it back. So it fell out again. So I tied it to a stick with the umbilical cord and put it back in for the thirtieth time or so. Needless to say, the baby died. And I woke up.
Weirdest part of this dream is, it's not possible for me to have kids. Maybe if I really wanted to, IVF would work, but uh... yeah. That's why I was a bit annoyed that the dream didn't tell me how. At least when I woke up. My immediate thoughts: "But... it's not logical."

Exhibit B:
For starters, the dream was in Norwegian. That alone was bizarre.
Second of all, we were on a class trip to the big ski jump up in Oslo. Only when we got there, it wasn't a ski jump. It was too narrow, and made out of rungs like a ladder. And it was probably higher (having never seen the actual jump up close, I'm not sure of the exact height). I do know that we were far above the trees (think 100 meters or so?), when we were on it. Our teacher (who wasn't actually one of my teachers back in reality o.O) made us climb up it and then go down, only after about two meters on the way down, I started panicking about the height and just sort of lay down on it, with my feet on one rung and the rest of me above. Out of concern, my friend Jeff lay down next to me, trying to get me to stop freaking out about it. (Side note: Jeff lives in Texas, not in Norway) So we were up there for a few minutes, and suddenly I grabbed his arm. I guess grabbed is the wrong word; it's more like I took his arm in mine almost like in dancing (we had been dancing in Gym, much fun, though there were too few guys in the class and since I was the one who didn't know how to dance and therefore wasn't already accustomed to being the girl, I had to be the wrong gender).
I'm not really certain why I did that. When he looked confused for a moment and asked me, I lied and told him that I'd accidentally brushed against him with my arm, and was afraid I'd knock him down to his death (the jump was barely wide enough to accommodate two people side by side). What I was trying to hide with that lie, though, I'm not sure. In any event, I woke up then.

Exhibit C:
I know this dream was a lot longer, but this bit is all that I was able to remember of it.
Jeff, another friend, and I were walking on a path in the desert. For what purpose, I don't know. Eventually, the third friend (I say friend, though I've no idea who it was) got ahead of us, since Jeff and I were walking a bit slower. When the third person got to be about five meters ahead of us, Jeff and I started holding hands (can't remember who initiated it). Only every time the third person started turning around to make sure we weren't lost or something, we'd sort of step away from each other. We didn't want anyone to see.
Unfortunately, I don't remember what happened after this, if anything even did.

Exhibit D:
This one is probably the result of spending the better part of a week on horseback. xD
I'm at a cross country meet (o.O I thought I quit that sport...) in the school uniform. There's a lot of time until my race, though (JV women), so my friend from the team and I go to climb a tree. She's halfway up it (I believe it was a live oak), and I'm still struggling to get on the first branch. Like my legs won't cooperate at all and bend the way I'd like them to. I start getting a bit freaked out, since I have to race in a couple of hours and my legs aren't working right. Upon noticing my plight, she starts apologizing for how much of an idiot she can be sometimes, and jumps down from the tree, miraculously not breaking something. I'm still lost at this point, though, so I just sort of follow her wondering what she was apologizing about. Walking on flat ground like this, my legs feel normal, and I wonder why I had such a hard time with the tree.
I notice that a lot of people are pointing at me and staring, and I feel to make sure that I'm actually wearing all of my clothes. I am. The dream sort of time-warps to the start of the race, and I feel like I'm practically flying. Almost without effort, I'm pulling way ahead of the other people. Halfway through, though, I start getting really tired, like I suddenly no longer have the stamina to go two miles at a hard run. I slow down a bit, confident that they're far enough behind for me to keep the lead. They are, and I win. Only nobody looks happy, or congratulates me. They're all angry, and somebody asks my coach why she hadn't "kept the freak in rein".
Only then do I actually look down and realize that I'm not wearing shoes, because I don't need them. My legs aren't my legs, and there aren't only two of them. I turn my head around and see what is definitely the rear end of a horse, and when I try to move my own rear end, it moves as well. Odd, since the rest of me seems intact, save for the weird bit with the legs. A bit panicky now, I run to the bathroom to find a mirror so that I can see what's going on. After a spot of difficulty fitting all of me in such a small space, the mirror confirms that I am, indeed, a centaur.
When I leave the bathroom, somebody asks me if I was "really a good runner, or just winning thanks to the different body anatomy". Making his freaky little smile, Jeff comes out from behind the tree I'd tried to climb before and continues with "Just kidding" before I have a chance to respond by kicking him or something equally violent. Before the dream has a chance to turn into a third dream in a row with a lot of Jeff in it, I wake up.