Teeth pulled

Got my teeth pulled today.  Anyways, notes from earlier this morning:

Watch football game

with family

drive to sports bar

Fabio in parking lot

prison type place

david's there

we're high up, and there's a ledge

been there long enough to lose track of time & day.  

Might even be the same day as the previous sequence.

red & green (crystals? compounds?) react to explode

they (captors) want to know how the reaction works

Gators will be playing in the BCS championship later today.  Should be good.

Go Gators.

Bus Trip

I do not remember the circumstances, but we were on a bus, and I think we were going to the beach, or if not, on a trip at the least.  The bus was picking people up at different places, and it was also doing crazy maneuvers on the road.

At the end of a tunnel, we passed a bunch of cops.  I was sitting at the front of the bus and didn't think much of it, but people behind me started talking about it.  They were black students, and the people that were with the cops were people they recognized from their church.  I recall a woman was sitting on the curb at the end of the tunnel.  I guess there was a car accident or something.  She seemed to be crying.

New Years Party

So I followed a rabbit and it led me to a New Years party.  A few girls I knew from church were there, including the one I like, who was hosting.  There were also dogs at her home, for some reason.  Strangely enough, it was just me and the girls there.  I don't remember the details, unfortunately, because it's been some time now since the dream.

Rescue to conference

I'm waiting for the prayer group.  We need to rescue someone.

I'm waiting for a phone call from a hotel room.  The building has outside stairs.

I go down the stairs really fast while they don't notice and get the phone call half-way down

they comment on how quickly I got down.  

It's kinda like deserted construction site and a mountain side wilderness.

The car is a white sedan.

We get to the place to rescue (david?)

and have a party in a hotel room with snacks and foods

a little girl who came with us is still up the next morning

we had stayed up all night and might have to go to convention tired,

so we talk about how we should get some rest

I find some markers and use the red marker write on table (what did I write?), but it doesn't erase well.

I go to a cabinet to find a small bottle of alcohol to clean before hotel finds out

it smells or feels a little bit like oil or gas or some pet based stuff.

downstairs to desk cuz I wanted to keep my wallet safe

think of leaving wallet and cash inside with them and require ID or secret number to get it back

walk into a convention in the main hall

matt saario?

preacher

speaker trying to keep attention and gets us to break into small group

an old friendly guy in front of us comments on how Matt and I were inseparable in the conference

after talking a while, the old guy calls out to guy to our left, "Hey, white guy!"

turns out "white guy" is part cuban and lives somewhere to do with county line and miami beach

talk to new guy who was talking about life and a job with blobs

I ask about blogging, responds with comment about The Game

I ask if he's talking about the one by Stylelife, and he doesn't want to say.  Still a bit shy.  a rafc

The Glare

The light was glaring into my eyes.

I couldn't see the enemy that's hunting us.  It was something like the Predator (but it might have been zombies).  My group moved on, but I stayed behind so I could stop him.  No matter what angle I try to change to, the light still glared into my eyes.

If I moved to a different window in the building, the sun would reflect of some other surface.  I knew this couln't be real.  It must be some computer game or something.

If I can just get the sun's reflection out of my eyes, I'd be able to shoot my pursuer, then my team would be able to move on so that we can finish the mission.

I waited for the glare to go away.  Despite the pain to my eyes, I had to keep looking, otherwise, it would take advantage and sneak around.  So I waited, and it eventually turned to night and I woke up.

An MP3 and a Paper

I was in a study lounge with some friends.  I recall Alex and Mesha.  Quite possible that other France students were there as well.  I remember talking about some paper that was due, and how we'd done it, so we were actually chilling.

Then there was some deal about some song.  It was about some Earth, Wind, Fire song, I think.  Then we talked about some Korean song I had as my ringtone.  I recall that Mesha started teasing me about the song.  Something about how the song meant that I liked someone.  

I recall seeing Tim while passing what was not too different than the GC piano lounge.

Then Joe came around, talked about his paper.  He wasn't quite satisfied with how it was coming, so he was still working on it.  I remember that I told him how I'd finished mind and stuff.  A while later, while looking for a song  on the MP3, I remembered that I didn't finish the paper.  I panicked.  

I rand to where I had left my bag so I could go home and start working on it.  There were three girls sitting at the floor there studying.  I asked the one closest to it for the bag, and then took off.  I got in my car and started driving really fast.  Thinking on it, I think that in an earlier segment of the dream, there was a driving sequence and the bag was somehow important.

Oh, and at one point in the night, I was choking... Turns out, I really was choking on my night guard.

Pyromaniac

This dream took place at a stadium.  You see, I was helping out as crowd control.  I was supposed to make sure nobody got in after the event started.  Nobody.  If anyone tried to, I was granted leave to fight them off with any resources available.  I was mainly supposed to scare them away if a warning didn't work, so I decided to use fire.

There were superpowered-types in the dream, so using fire wasn't that harsh.  I don't think I had any particular powers that I can recall, other than that I was not harmed by fire.  I just had a can and a lighter.  The can was full of gas, as far as I could tell, and the lighter was a zippo.  The first time I used the can, I had let gas leak out, then lit it afterwards.  The flare that resulted was pretty big.  It made a roar as it lit up the corridor I was watching, and the people who were trying to push past me ran away.  The flare was in the shape of a V.

I was able to start controlling how to use this, whether I would fill the room with gas before flicking the flint, or whether I would hose them down with the can.  The can was not just some small hair spray can.  This was made to light stuff up, since it had a wider nozzle that released much more gas at a higher pressure.

I met my match when a powered guy walked in.  He could shoot fire and control fire.  That's when my friend showed up.  His power was that he could control fire.  They started fighting, and I just watched.  What was I supposed to do?  It seemed the enemy was stronger than my friend, and he eventually subdued him.

Then he started on a rant about who we really were.  Apparently, everyone who has these powers were missing at some point.  The guy pointed to some scars that my friend had to point out that my friend was a victim as well.  Were we all experimented on?  He said that there were three types of powered people.  There were the victims, there were those who volunteered, and I didn't catch the last one.  It was about here that I woke up.