Diary posts. Partial 11-7-2007 to 11-13-2007

11-06-2007/11-07-2007
I'm currently trying to remember the dream I had either on the 6th or 7th.
The pieces I can remember involved a huge building, with metal bleachers, but there were windows behind some of the bleachers, showing a hallway, with a few short people wandering in said hallway. I was stuck in this huge room, reminded me of a school's gym. I kept to myself mostly, but some tall skinny 'people' would come by, ask me questions, touched me a few times, there were so many of these tall skinny people in the room, I felt very alone through most of the dream. I kind of stayed where I sat, I didn't explore too much, except looking behind me and seeing the hallway. One of the short people noticed I was looking out, and they looked right back at me. I think we communicated but I don't remember what was said. I remember one of the tall skinny people came by, started examining me, stuck their finger in my ear and said I needed to clean my ears. I became very embarrassed at that (Day afterward I went out and bought q tips. Day after THAT, my left ear hurt).

11-09-2007
Had a dream last night, it was a bad nightmare, IMO. I was hanging outside the store I work at one night and this man approached me and asked me for change. I said I did not have any, and it looked like he snapped. He said a few things but I don't remember what he said. He pulled a handgun from his jacket, pointed it at me and shot. As the bullet zoomed toward me, it felt like time slowed down a little and I was able to dodge the bullet, and also see the bullet in slow motion. The bullet hit the wall near me. I began panicking, but couldn't do a thing as he took aim once again, this time aiming for my head. He fired his gun, I couldn't do a thing and I thought I was going to die, the bullet was going to pierce my third eye (well at least the area) and skull, and kill me. I can't explain wtf happened, but all I know is even though the bullet was on a straight course for my forehead, and I couldn't slow time really, the bullet did not hit me. It hit the wall, right next to my face. The man freaked out, started to run away, and disappeared. I was so confused after that. Something behind me told me to go inside and report it. I don’t remember doing this, but I remember walking toward the store entrance, but in a flash, I turned around and the scene had kind of changed, to a ton of chairs along the wall of the store. Next to them were weird looking 'stretchers', but no ambulance, no medical personnel, no police, although I was told at some point they would do their investigation later. I wandered over to the stretchers and a disembodied voice told me to sit on one of the chairs and wait for a nurse. I waited for a long time, wondering why no one wanted to check the person who was a full on witness to this attempted murder. I woke up.
11-10-2007
Don’t remember this dream, which pisses me off, but when I try to go back to remember it, all I can remember is being looked at by ‘things’.
11-13-2007
Last night, as usual (for me), I fell asleep with the cell on the bed. Normally it doesn’t move too much, or go anywhere (lol). Last night I was full of anxiety. I have a bite or something on the back of my head which hurts bad. It made me get a headache on the left side of my head, and my left ear was very red. At work, near closing time, I became very dizzy when a lady came in, and I thought I was going to fall over and pass out. I got off work, hung out with Mason for awhile, then I crashed out. Well, not immediately. On several occasions I'd wake up from 
dozing, startled, because
I thought that a cat or something jumped on my bed, and once feeling
something like a cat jumping on my chest and it felt like the cat was
just staring at me. After freaking out and
opening my eyes and seeing nothing there (thank god), I tried to relax and
fall back asleep, although it was difficult because it felt as if someone was
watching me. So, I hid under my covers.
Dreamless sleep. I woke up this morning and looked for my phone to see what time it was. Nowhere to be found. Now I was wide awake wondering where it was. I undid the covers, moved both pillows (they’re stacked). I tore the bed apart looking for the phone. Panicked and irritated, I left the bedroom to check my email. After a few minutes of me sitting here thinking, and replying to some emails I decided to check the bedroom again, since that was the only place I knew it could be. I brought it with me when I went to bed! I crawled back on the bed, to check the gap between the wall and bed, nothing. Second later, I felt something hit my knee. It was my phone, apparently under the pillows. How is that possible? I checked under there and it wasn’t there. I’m so confused. But, here’s the kicker. I woke up around 9:30 or so. According to the phone, when I found it, I had missed a call at 8:12 AM. Even with the pillows covering the phone, it’s still loud enough to hear, and I wake up fast when I hear my phone go off. Plus, apparently It was right under my ear as well, so….how could I NOT hear it and NOT wake up? Again, I am very confused.

Not quite so Diary

Thought I would post on whats going on recently. This isn't so much a diary though, it's been going on the past few days.
my dreams have been silent, nothing at all, until yesterday.
Again it was a very long and vivid dream, none of it made sense. I
remember someone checking my ears and said I needed to clean them
though. The whole scene/dream was so....weird, and everything seemed metal.
But I can't remember too much about it... this pisses me off so much.
I know I have a very long and vivid dream but when I wake up its
either gone or about to disappear or I can only remember pieces. It
took me almost an hour yesterday to realize I had this dream! ???? So
Confusing. I am still trying to make heads and tails of everything, I
keep remembering a time in California, but I can't, for petes sake,
remember which house I was living in. One of the houses used to have
one of those stuffed animal hammocks, for a corner & ceiling. I used
to have stuffed animals in it all the time. I link it with Simpsons
treehouse of terror episodes, but when the simpsons started airing, I
never had the hammock up. I remember seeing what I thought was a set
of eyes from my hammock, looking at me. However, where the eyes
were...my hammock wasn't. I would hide under my covers all the time,
because they kept looking at me. I keep remembering this now, but now
that I think about it and look back on it, the eyes would change
apparently, although I was too scared to note it when I was that
young. Something was looking at me. Initially it looked like the big round eyes,
but they changed... they didn't have the little round
black & white eyes, they were bigger and not so circular. Also, as of
late I've been remembering, might have been recently, since I think I
was outside of my trailer in this 'memory'. I saw a craft fly over
my head, got to see more detail on the bottom, this was at night, and
I think one of my friends was there, except they were looking away
and apparently not listening to me. As it passed over my head, I was
yelling at them to come look, it was so friggin awesome...but it was
like they never heard me, or were purposely ignoring me, and looking
away. I was so frustrated that they werent listening. I don't know
who I was with though. I'm still trying to figure this out, as we
speak.