The Dreams of Hannah

I had this really, really, LONG dream that I'm going to try to remember, but it was all in bits and pieces.

There was a piece where Jayme and Dianna and I were assigning parts for the Christmas play. Leonie was back, and she and Travis ended up getting the leads. The drama team was all sitting around in my living room discussing the play and I accidentally mentioned that Leo and Travis were going to be the leads, but no one seemed to notice I told them before they were supposed to know.

Then Hannah A and Kayla walk in, and Hannah's holding a book and a movie, apparently the book and movie versions of the play we're going to do, titled "Flight To Journey" or something equally ridiculous. Jayme goes, "Ohhhhh, Hannah's done her research!" and proudly points to the movie, which we all then go into a huge theater to watch.

A bunch of other stuff happens in the middle but I can't remember exactly what. I do remember being in the theater watching the movie (which starred Gregory Peck) and seeing a guy walk down the stairs to a seat. The guy was a friend of someone's, only he couldn't walk very well - I think he was slightly mentally challenged or whatever they call it - and all of a sudden he fell down the stairs and landed RIGHT on his nose.

We all jumped up to see if he was okay, and he stands up and we discover he fell down and his face somehow got jammed into a cushion that was sitting on the stairs and now it was stuck to his face. We all tried to get it off but he kept screaming, "I think I broke my eyelid!" In all the confusion, a duck that was apparently Kayla's pet waddled over to me and sat there staring me in the face, except then it turned into a raccoon and tried to bite my finger.

There was also a part where Tim and Angela and I were filming a movie - I was the director and Tim and Angela were the stars, and it was an action movie set on a mountain. Some random guy in a leather jacket came up to Tim and said, "You are a cool party horse," and Tim punched him.

That's all I can remember.

Labels: angela w, dianna, gregory peck, hannah a, jayme, kayla, leonie, tim, travis

I dreamed that I went to the church for drama. Jayme and Dianna and I were meeting earlier, so I was there at 5:45. I went downstairs, but Jayme and I spent the whole time debating whether or not ApologetiX was a good band. She claimed that J. spent too much time "screaming the story instead of actually singing". Which beffled me, so I just said carefully, "Well... er... I generally think he sounds about as good as the artist they're parodying." Turns out the only one she'd ever heard was "Rock That Tower" which is a fun song but totally not their best. Then at 6:00 Kayla's dad turned up and said we needed to get over to the other building for an AWANA's skit. So we got up and left.

On our way up, Cindy (from Spanish) stopped me in the hallway and informed my mom had had a breakdown of some kind. So I went to the bathrooms, where I found my mom... er... like... SOBBING in the ladies' room. I asked her what on earth had happened, and it turns out there were a few reporters covering the AWANA's night. She said something like, "I know I shouldn't get so upset over something like this, but it just bothers me so much! I know I shouldn't have this fear of the media, but..." And I kept being vaguely comforting: "It's okay, Mom. It's okay. You'll be all right." Weird.

Labels: apologetix, cindy from spanish, dianna, jayme, kayla, mom

We're on a missions trip and I'm a leader. PJ tells us that there’s this homicidal maniac down the street from us and we're supposed to disarm him. For some reason we don’t find this weird at all, we're all just like, "Oh, okay, whatever works."

So we head down to this guy's house with like pitchforks and stuff, and we keep sneaking around his house trying to find him, and somehow we end up stuck underneath this shed that’s lifted half up off the ground. Every time one of us reaches over to try to open the door so we can escape, this long neck (erm, head attached, and presumably body attached at the other end as well except you can’t see it from where we are) that kind of looks like a giraffe with a lion's head but it kind of has feathers… anyway, it swoops it and glares at us until we close the door again. There are four of these creatures and they won't let us escape.

Suddenly there’s this head that pops up into the middle of the floor. It's Elvis wearing overalls. Turns out this is the crazy homicidal maniac we're supposed to disarm. But then the church bus shows up and PJ says we're out of time so we have to go back to the school to shower.

When we get back, we've got 45 minutes to shower and then we have to be someplace else. So I walk down to the room with the showers in it and realize I've forgotten my brush (although why I can’t just brush my hair later is a mystery to me). So I run back to get it. I go back to the shower room and realize I’ve forgotten something else. This keeps happening until I’ve got almost no time left to actually shower.

I walk into the shower room with about a minute and a half left, and I'm wearing this really weird bathing suit thing that is this… really, really ugly blue, black and red body suit type thing. With shoulder pads. It is probably the ugliest thing I’ve seen in my whole life that is possible to wear. So I walk into the shower room with this on and Sarah J and Kayla and Angela are all in there. Sarah just sort of laughs at me and leaves, and Kayla looks at me and says, "I like that suit. It… accentuates the positive." And I sort of deflect whatever she was saying by saying, "I don’t have anything positive about me," and I realize that Angela's saying the exact same thing. Uh! How wudeful, non?

So then I realize I have about fifteen seconds to shower, so I run back to the sleeping room where I find this little paper on me. I start punching holes in it and all these weird symbols appear on the paper that apparently signify that I’ve taken all these different math classes. Suddenly Kayla's dad is there, too, and he says, "May I see your credentials, please?" and I thought to myself, Well, I'll just give them my credentials and PRETEND I showered, and so I hand over the little paper to him.

Then run down to this big room where people are sitting in a circle on folding chairs. My Spanish instructor is there, though, and she comes up to me with something in her hands. "I have something for you," she says, "because you said that you liked music and baseball."

I see the confused stares of everyone around me because as everyone knows, I do not like baseball. Then I remember that back when Spanish started, they asked some of my hobbies and I couldn’t think of any at all, so I just wrote "baseball."

I don’t want to be caught by my peers in a lie, so I sort of try to blow it off and go, "Well… uh, I don’t really mind baseball…"

My instructor gives me this confused look and is like, "But you said you loved it!" and she gives me a little baseball bookmark.

Labels: angela w, elvis presley, kayla, PJ, sarah j

I dreamed I was having "old movie night" at my house again, and two girls (Manda and Kayla, I believe) showed up and so we were having fun and getting food and getting ready to watch the movie when these gangsters showed up. Actually, I have a suspicion they were the guys from "Kiss Me Kate". They wandered into the kitchen and made themselves bologna sandwiches and I kept saying, "But this is old movie night! If you want to be here, you have to watch movie!" And they'd be like, "No, no, I think I'll stay in here..." It was frustrating me to no end.

Labels: kayla, kiss me kate, manda

I dreamed we moved in Katie and Tim's old house, except it was HUGE. All these people were staying in our house for the first day we moved in (not sure why), and so Manda and Sarah J. and Kayla and I were all staying in Katie's room, which, quite conveniently, had FOUR showers in it. Except it was situated pretty stupidly. There was just this large curtained-off area in the middle of the room and if you looked in there there were four seperate showers, each able to be curtained off individually, and a bathtub that had lily pads and ducks floating in it.

So we all decided we were going to shower before we went downstairs for supper, except I got lost and ended standing over by this set of plastic-looking white steps that let up into the ceiling. Stefanie was there and I suggested that she and I go exploring.

Next thing I knew, I was in a hallway handing out invitations to my birthday party. So the people I wanted to come to my party, I kept handing them like totally RANDOM invitations that didn't even have their names on it. And then I had one invitation left, addressed to somebody named "Emily", and I had to get rid of it, so I handed it to some random guy and took off.

At some point we were also having a family reunion and Cindy from Spanish and her daughter Elizabeth came over. "We heard you were having a PARTY!" she said and sort of shoved her way into the house. Really weird. Except it WASN'T a family reunion, it was all people from youth group! *chuckle* Bizarre.

Labels: cindy from spanish, katie, kayla, manda, sarah j, tim

I had a long dream about an evil psycho killer who locked me and several other people (including Kayla and Bernadette Peters... celebrity cameo, heh) up in my house and started killing us one by one. I remember he had an assistant.

At one point there were only five or six of us left, me among them. I started planning with one of the girls to escape. One of the guys told me he'd done this before and he could help us if we needed it. However, next thing I remember, that guy was dead. Obviously he wasn't THAT adept at escaping.

I still wanted to escape... I remember I went to each of the doors and there wasn't a guard there, so I assumed the killer had booby trapped them to explode or something as soon as I opened the door. I kept trying to find ways to get out the door but then would think of a new trap that he probably had in place. Yet I couldn't find any ways of checking whether these traps existed other than just walking out the front door.

Toward the end, he came to kill me, except at this point I had turned into Julie. (Hmm... usually I keep my own identity in dreams, but apparently not this time.) He walked into my bedroom and I asked if he was going to kill me. He replied, "No pressure, but yes." He took out a blue scarf that he apparently planned to strangle me with. I kept on asking him questions, hoping it'd distract him, but it didn't, he just got more and more frustrated with me. I don't remember what happened next at all...

Labels: bernadette peters, julie, kayla

I dreamed that I was at drama and Jayme decided we were going to go thru the "And Then There Was One" play again for the next several practices, but focus on different people every time. Like nitpick them, I guess. She decided 'twould be Clayhorn and Mimms today. We get ready to start the scene and by a strange coincidence I am wearing my Mimms outfit 'cept the apron is tied around my neck and my Sunday skirt instead of the black dress. And Canaan is wearing his butler outfit, I think, except in hindsight it was nothing LIKE the butler outfit. It was like a green and red toga. *blink* Yeah.

We start going thru the scene. And we get as far as when he's supposed to pop up from behind the couch. So not very far. And he's not behind the couch, he's sitting on it. I'm a bit confused as he's supposed to be behind the couch, and sort of stop and look at Jayme, who says, "This is just a rehearsal. Don't worry. Just sit on him."

Needless to say I'm a bit taken aback by this instruction, and Jayme says, "Let's go back to your last line." But nobody can remember WHAT my last line is. (Thinking on it while I'm awake it would be, erm, my very first line. Since I only say one line before he's supposed to jump up. Hmm.)

I hunt around in my folder and finally find the script, except it's in an actual book instead of just a bunch of stapled papers. I open it up and realize my last line is something in FRENCH. I tell Jayme about this and she says, "Oh, yeah, we cut all that stuff out." I look through the script and discover there is a lot of stuff we never did in our performance.

Kayla goes up to practice next and I'm reading along with her in my script, but she reads one of the cut-out parts... a scene 5, where she rants and raves about the insanity of '60s music. But she also mentions "Hairspray." Whee!

At some point, too, Bethany was wheeling herself around in a wheelchair... hmm..

Labels: bethany h, canaan, jayme, kayla