HoND, Time Travel and Buff Gay Dude

So it started out where I was part of the Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame movie, and I was living in the same church as Quasimodo and Frollo was still there, doing his controlling, "evil" thing. And I lived in the basement, but I was from this time period (current) and I had gotten back there somehow. I was trying to help Quasi to escape with Clopin's and Phoebus's help. Quasi got out, but Frollo grabbed me at the last minute and threw me back into the basement (I guess he thought I was an evil witch or something because I was female and intelligent and knew about different stuff and the future). I had figured out a way to escape from where I was, but I built wooden dressers and stuff to fill my time and eventually used it to block my exit way out of the basement.

On the street I used some hat thing to cover my head and face. I met this blonde girl and we became friends. She was amazed at everything I knew. For some reason I took her back with me to the basement thing in the church and showed her other stuff I had (someone in the future was sending me stuff to the past so I could survive. I don't know why I didn't just go to the future to escape...). I had some fabric and my sewing machine and a bunch of regular clothes (like jeans and sweat shirts) and some crocheted stuff too. The other girl was amazed by everything, so I gave her a hoodie I don't wear too often and told her it would be good to wear when it gets cold. She thanked me and we hung out for a bit, and I picked out a hoodie to give to Clopin for some weird reason....

Then I woke up. And then went back to sleep cuz it was like 5:30 am.

When I went back to sleep I was back in the future. But it wasn't the future currently, it was like, 10-15 years from now, but that's the future that dream-me was supposed to be in so it was okay. I guess I had left for the future somehow, but now Frollo had the other girl trapped in the basement as a conspirator for witchcraft. Or something... So I needed to help her escape. She wanted to come to the future so I told her I would bring her here (how that wasn't about to fuck up the future I knew is beyond me).

So I went to this rich, buff, gay dude's house. I guess he was the guy behind the funding for time travel. I told him I needed more money and time because there was a girl in need of help because of me but he was being a jerk and told me to go away because it's obviously not so important that it affected the future. I argued with him and eventually convinced him to go with me to the location where the time machine was to show him how it was already affecting things. He drove me there, but we needed to go to an old, English manor that he apparently grew up in and had bad memories with. He didn't want to go inside, so I got out of the car and he drove away. Inside was someone who looked like Neil Patrick Harris and was my apparent friend, the same one who had helped me earlier by sending me stuff. He said the window in which to get the other girl was closing and we had to act fast. He got the machine going and tried to send himself (you could only send one person at a time) but the machine broke down and basically said that because things had changed too much in the past, we couldn't go back.

Then the buff gay dude barged back in the house, rip-shit pissed and on a murderous rampage. He said he never wanted to return to the house because it brought up bad memories of child abuse and that because I tricked him into coming back he was going to kill us and destroy the time machine. So my partner and I ran and tried to escape and the remainder of the dream was spent avoiding the raging, buff gay guy, so that he wouldn't beat us to a liquidy pulp with a tire iron.

Swept Off My Feet

I know I haven't posted in forever, but I've been crazy busy with school and moving out, which makes it difficult to remember dreams when you're focused on other things.

Anyway, the beginning half of my dream was something with the dinosaurs from The Land Before Time and Martha Stewart. She was helping schools in need raise money so they could get supplies and needed things for their school.
I did something for part of it. After it was over though my dad took me to go get my things.

He was sitting in the car while I got everything, then I put it in the car and was headed back to go check if I had everything. That's when I noticed the guy mowing the lawn of the next house over (the stuff from the event was being stored at someone's house cuz the original space was from a rented location). He was really attractive (tall, built, body hairless, shoulder length hair, and he was mowing the lawn shirtless of course =P ) but he was just the neighbor, so he was just eye candy.

Until he came over to talk to me. He told me my hair was really pretty, with the front being longer and the back being short and textured. I said thank you and blushed cuz OMG HOT DUDE TALKING TO ME, that never happens. Then he asked if I wanted to go do something and hang out. I had to turn him down because I was busy and my dad was waiting.
Then he did something I wasn't expecting. He just scooped me up and said "Well, your dad can't be angry at you if someone else steals you away," and ran off into the front of the house he was mowing the lawn for. I guess it was his house.


Then I woke up.

Holy crap, I had literally been swept off my feet in my dream. By a total hunk. God I wish my real life was as awesome as my dreams sometimes.

Maid in Manhattan

It was something like the movie Maid in Manhattan with Jennifer Lopez. Except the evil, blonde girl from Beauty Shop (Queen Latifa's movie) was there, and she was getting married. J-Lo was her maid of honor and the blonde girl was convinced she was trying to sabotage her wedding by doing things by changing things on the dress and altering her hair color and stuff. And J-Lo wasn't. Until she snapped and had her hands around the girl's throat yelling "I did not change my hair color or eye color just to screw with the color scheme of your wedding. That is moronic. And I can't! It's impossible! It's genetics!" The blonde girl kept insisting that she had though, until J-Lo was so pissed she just kept yelling, "I can't! It's genetics! GENETICS! Spell it with me! G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S!"

After that J-Lo was really planning on ruining her wedding cuz the blonde girl was a psycho bridezilla. So she kept telling stories about how much of a skank she was.



Then I woke up.


I don't understand my dreams....

Medieval Kingdoms and Training Elephants

I don't remember everything, but I do remember it was a medieval/fantasy setting. I was one of three sisters and a brother who were competing for the throne and the kingdom that came with it. I didn't particularly care, neither did my brother, but my two sisters did. There was something that was supposed to fall from the sky and how it burned determined which of us got it.

But then multiple thingies fell. And they all burned differently. And I think I was supposed to get it, but I didn't want it so I passed it on to my brother, who [again, didn't particularly want it, but] accepted it.


And then something about training elephants... I guess maybe I ran off and ended up in a zoo type place where I had to help train elephants.


I wish I could remember it better. It was very bizarre.

Hair Museum, Cults, and Ron Perlman

So I know I just said that I haven't been dreaming lately, but last night I was really tired so I actually went to sleep. And I had a really creepy dream/nightmare that still freaked me out even after I woke up.


My best friend, Colleen, and I were with some people on a trip to a hair museum. It had exhibits about hair styles and uses and whatnot. I lost track of Colleen so I went in thinking she must have started the tour/walk through already. I couldn't find her and kept doubling back, and when I did a security guard would yell at me that you're only allowed to walk in one direction, as to get through the museum so others can enjoy.
She was a bitch but I did because I kept not finding Colleen. Then when I went through I found her. She thought that she lost me, and I said that she lost her. We had a laugh for a moment, then joined the rest of our group again to head out. Before leaving the museum offered you to sign your name and the time you are leaving. I did, Colleen didn't.

Then some time skipped and I woke up in my apartment (I don't live in one, but in my dream I did). I don't remember how I got there, but I figure I must have just gotten tired and fell asleep. Then my back started hurting. A lot. Like, A LOT. I had Colleen look at it and she said, "Whoa! When the hell did you get a tattoo and why didn't you take me with you?" I responded, "Tattoo? I don't have a tattoo." "Yes you do," Colleen said, and grabbed a small mirror so I could see.
It was a huge tattoo, right at the top of my back in between my shoulder blades. It was all black ink and celtic/tribal looking. That's when I started freaking out. I had a tattoo with NO recollection of how I got it.

We decided to job my memory to retrace our steps. We went back to the hair museum. It had been a few days, and I guess it was the weekend or something because the museum was closed. We broke in anyway and started looking around. I don't know what we thought we would find, but we ended up looking in some office and through some files on a computer. That's when we found out that it wasn't just a museum, but a cult home base. The bitch security guard then found us snooping around. We ran off and she chased us, but we bumped into some people. They were part of the cult. Colleen ran into an older woman with graying blond hair and I ran into a large guy who looked a lot like Ron Perlman (the actor who played Hellboy. Look it up). He had a light blue shirt with a dark blue grid pattern on it, jeans, and tan work boots (I don't know why I remember what he was wearing....). They told us we needed to join them and brought us over to a round table that was set up in the entrance area of the museum.

They told us that we had to sign up to be part of their group. The choices were like classes, science, art, math, etc, all things that benefited their group. The only thing was that we had to roll dice to choose which we got. I guess the numbers on the dice, when added up, corresponded to a list they had. Colleen rolled and was hoping for science. When they asked me to I refused and told them to just put me wherever Colleen went. That's when things got really weird.

Ron Perlman (well, not really him, but he looked like him. I'm going to call him Ron anyway) grabbed my arm and took me off to the side. He told me that I needed to pick something because it was very important that I join them. I had a key roll to play, apparently. I was being defiant and told him he was crazy and that I wouldn't. That's when he said something like, "I knew I should have just killed you." I was really creeped out and asked what he was talking about. He wouldn't at first but I kept pushing so he then told me that he was just supposed to grab me (after knocking me out with something), brand me (which explained the tattoo) then sacrifice me and drop the body somewhere. But he couldn't because he thought I was really pretty.

So he raped me while I was knocked out instead.

Yeah, real nice.


WHAT THE HELL?! So he said that if I just did what they said then I would be fine, and he brought me back over to the table. The older woman (who seemed to be the leader) asked what was wrong. He told her that he convinced me and that everything was all right. Then I had to pick my classes. I refused and that's when they brought my parents in. Apparently they had convinced them that I was signing up for an internship at the museum. My mom was happy. I was really pissed off (obviously) and was saying really sarcastic remarks about everything that I did, that anyone else did, and just about everything over all.
Then my mom apologized to the people, saying I was just being mean and rude because I was hormonal from not having my period yet this month.
That's when I snapped at her for saying something really, REALLY personal. And then I thought about it. I had been late. I still was. Or rather, I didn't at all. I asked when we last visited the museum and saw it was 2 weeks prior to whatever day it was. And then it hit me, I was pregnant with a crazy man's kid. And that's the only reason he was being vaguely "nice" to me. So I started bickering with Ron in off-hand remarks. He seemed to get what was going on, and was saying sarcastic/biting remarks back. Basically we were snapping at each other under our breaths, back and forth the whole time. The leader was getting angry that I wouldn't finish signing up for stuff, so I did. That's when they said we were going to have our orientation.

Colleen asked that it be by the river. When they asked why, she replied that she just liked the water, so they agreed. When we got there, they were started saying some crazy chant from a book. Colleen then grabbed my wrist and yelled "JUMP!" and we jumped into the river (behind us). We swam upriver for a bit, and when we finally came up to the surface I asked, "WHAT THE HELL?! WE COULD HAVE DIED!"
She responded, "We were going to die anyway. I was playing along til we could escape. We can't stay in the water long though, because we will be taken over by the darkness if we do." I guess "the darkness" was part of whatever spell the cult was saying before we jumped.
We continued to swim upriver til we got to a spot next to a main road. I recognized where we were so we started walking back towards our apartment. Colleen said she had called her aunt to meet us there later anyway, just in case, so we would be safe.

When we finally got back to the apartment, her aunt was there. She helped dry us off, and that's when I started saying that we need to run away, because those people were going to chase us. I mentioned that all my clothes were in one spot since most of them were dirty anyway, but we needed to change. Colleen then started acting weird and said that we had plenty of time, and that we could stay for a while. I guess whatever evil thing the cult had summoned had started to affect her, and her aunt too. I was freaking out.



Then I woke up.

Feeling very scared about what the hell I had just dreamt about.