sha v 4.0

Maybe it’s true what they say about late-night snacking giving you bad dreams. Let me give you a glimpse into the twisted jungle of despair and confusion that is my REM sleep:

I was at an unnamed airport with a group of people. I think some of them were my friends, and some of them were Made-up Dream People. We’re waiting at a gate for the plane to arrive (apparently this dream was when you could still meet people at the gate), when out of the doors steps none other than Avril Lavigne. But this was no ordinary Avril Lavigne; this was Gigantor Avril Lavigne. She was probably around 7 feet tall. I remember thinking, “Hm. She looks so much shorter on T.V.” So I guess we were there to meet her, because we start to walk away with her through the airport. We walk for a little while, making small talk with Gigantor Avril Lavigne, when all of the sudden she says, “Oh, I have to go now, but I’ll call you guys later.” Everyone in my group but me seems to find this normal, so they say their goodbyes and Gigantor Avril Lavigne leaves to board another plane. At this point I was feeling kind of confused, so I asked one of the Made-up Dream People where she went, and how she’s going to call us. Made-up Dream Person says, “Las Vegas. And I gave her your cell phone number; I hope that’s okay.”

All of the sudden, I look at my watch. It’s 1:45 and I remember that I have a midterm exam at 2:00. I can’t remember where my exam is, so I start to look it up in the Time Schedule (I don’t know why my exam information would be in the Time Schedule but hey, it’s my dream.) I’m frantically flipping through the Time Schedule, when I realize that I can’t remember the name of my class. All I can remember is that it starts with a “C” and has something to do with Psychology. Then I remember that I also had a plane to catch, but I’d already missed it.

It was about this time that I woke up, feeling very panicked and confused.

That’s it. No more eating after midnight. Not only does it give me strange dreams, if I were a Gremlin, I would turn into an Evil Gremlin. And we wouldn’t want that.

You know how in The Sixth Sense the color red signifies when a ghost is coming? Well I had a dream that that was happening to me in real life. Every time I saw something with the color red, a ghostly person would appear. I remember there was some woman who was wearing a bright red coat who looked like she was in a hurry, and bumped into me as she passed. Then there was a homeless man on the street who was ranting and raving at me as I passed, a shopkeeper in a store, and lots of others. For some reason I was getting a ride back to my house from some family, and I was trying to explain to the daughter what was happening. I told her that when she saw the color red she should close her eyes, but she didn’t understand what I was trying to say. When I got out of their car, I looked down the street and there were red things everywhere. The strangest one was when I was in what I guess was my house, but it was way high up in an apartment building. I saw something red and was expecting a ghost, and when I look up there was a woman floating outside of our very high window. She floated in through the wall, and tried to sell us lip gloss.

That’s when the dream morphed from scary to just plain strange. I think I bought some strawberry.