Field Trip

I'm on a trip with them. We're in an empty building. It's almost like an art gallery. There are two rooms as the whole building seems to be divided in half. The west side of the second room is covered in ceiling to floor glass windows. We're outside and we hear sirens. Men in uniform usher us inside of the building. I look ou the window and see a bus flying toward us. It has lost control and doesn't seem to be able to stop. It crashes into the glass as I roll, barely missing it's impact. I see it slide over many students and know they are dead. I get up to see the damage. The bus is gone. I look for any of my friends and when I see non are injured I to go to the next room. I find him. His back turned, unaware of the accident. I grab his shirt, look into his eyes and lead him to the glass room. When there I see her. We embrace and he joins in on the group hug.

Now we're on the concrete floor of the first room in sleeping bags. The room is filled with the surviving students. Our trip has been postponed. I can't sleep. My hair is long and in my face. I look to him and realize he is looking at me too. I act as if though he's startled me. Everyone is awake now and they decide to go outside. I begin to cry and act traumatized but I'm putting on a front. After they have gone, I decide I want to go. I leave through the door that has been covered in a plastic sheet. I don't think I was supposed to leave. I turn left on the sidewalk, realizing my purse is in her car. On my way to her car, a boy comes skateboarding by. I keep walking and he asks me if I brought my board. I tell him with a smile, "I don't even know how to skateboard!" He laughs and says he was talking to his friend. I change direction, realizing that I have taken the wrong path. I see them sitting on various platforms on the side of the building. They are watching the sky. I realize that it seems almost impossible to reach them. I move items on the platforms around, to make room for myself. I've lost hope.

Up

I'm preparing to board a plane. I'm waiting and there are many people around me. Where I wait, a large outdoor market is commencing. I spot a particular vendor that is selling fruits from Africa. They are the oddest delicasies I've seen. I taste one fruit that resembles a gourd shaped kiwi. The fruit is a vibrant yellow. It tastes like a banana.

We board the plane, which is the size of a small mansion. There are recliners and beds. I'm happy to see that someone has bought a large quantity of the African fruit for the journey. A woman asks me to hold her baby. The baby is very quiet and content. Smiling and laughing as I throw her into the air and catch her.

I'm in a shop that sells various foods and whatnots. I'm still on the plane. I talk with the boy at the check out stand and he asks me for my number. I head over to the steps and I see a display of hot dogs and buns. The buns are $0.40 and the hot dogs are $.0.80. I figure I have just enough to buy one of each. I decide to split it with him. I go upstairs to get my money and she informs me that all havoc has been unleashed. The current scenario is playing out like a twisted horror movie. People on the plane are becoming possessed by some demon-like spirit. Everyone is very afraid. Suddenly it seems the only answer is to leave. I notice and open door and run to it. When I'm outside I begin to walk. I see a gate. I think to myself, "If I make it past that gate, everything will be okay." I am successful.

Strange Trip II

We are in a large group. We are going on a camping trip of sorts, however we have rented a room to store all of our belongings. I am upset I didn't bring my Vibrams. We have to walk up a very steep hill plagued with fat, long snakes on the path. I take my time at the room. Contemplate sleeping here. When I arrive at dinner there is a pretty girl sitting next to Brian. Fireworks are going off. (Am I dreaming of our upcoming 4^th of July party?). I am unhappy with how Brian and this girl are acting. My cats are here. As I walk up the trail, I see what I believe to be two-two coming across a bridge. Just when I realize it isn't him, the dog falls far off the edge, but appears to be okay. I gather up all of my cats for safety.

Fragments

• I look to my necklace and there is no pendant.
• I am on the toilet, I wipe and there is blood.
• I am hosting a party in dreamworld at my (new) house.

Sidewalk Ninja

We attempt to attend a public filming of one certain Asian female news woman. We are all very excited. We must traverse a very steep hill. I decide to leave my bike halfway up. We get up to our destination. From where we stand we can see the back side of the filming. Now it becomes increasingly difficult. There are a number of wide stairwells just before a series of moving sidewalks like in the airport. These sidewalks move fast and one one begins you cannot hesitate to jump on. There were three other people with me trying to get to the same place. I ninja-style my way across quite easily.

Strange Trip

We are on an outing on the beach or lakeside. Dad and I drive to get something we cannot forget. Amanda and Guy are there. I miss Brian and lucidly remember that he will be able to join us this weekend. When we are back from the drive we get to this camp that takes us through a dark place straight to our destination. For some reason, I know that he will shut the light off for the decent. I just know that we will need them. We descend downward and I'm scared but we make it. Lastly we pass through a door at the bottom of our hall/ramp. Who I traveled with is now a very short white man. A small person you might say. I help him down. He seems very on edge, fearful. He stays put. He looks to the open door in horror, so I step up and clasp it shut. A woman I know escorts me back to the are we've set up camp. I comment to the woman while we are walking, about the small nervous man who accompanies me. She looks pale and nervous. She says she would act that way too if the world was ending. I say, “Four days?” She looks to me and replies, “Two days.” I return to the group. They are continuing the movie without me. I am mildly upset. At a bar of some sort with this camp of people. I'm talking to someone and a cute blonde boy with long hair and I begin to flirt. I see later on that the boy was or has proven to be a much younger version of Tiny S. I am immediately concerned about my judgment. I am also mildly repulsed.

Mountain Ka I

Driving past I could see a great tall mountain. The mountain opens up and there are many hovering, flying crafts in it. More were coming. A great crowd of people were at the base of the mountain. I know my feeling were that of panic and an “end” of something. We continue driving home. In the house with a hidden room, my immediate family is present. My mother and Maya are in the long living room. My dad and I travel up the steps. I realize that y room in the house is up one level from the way I had originally recalled. My dad and I want to be in a position to view the “Event” that was the “end” or the “beginning”. My dad stopped to go into the room that is below my own. I told him he didn't have to stay there, he could see better from my room. As I focused on the room in front of me, the room he chose, I see that it is perfect for him, much better suited and the bed is large and comfortable. I knew he would be happier in this room. So I continued to my room to view the “Event” from my window.