Homeless people and an ex-boyfriend!

Ok, Erin and I were in Central Park, the big shopping center in Fburg. We were shopping for our dorm room. But then the stores and parking lots turned into this alley of cardboard and chicken wire houses, with a bunch of homeless people in them. We went into one, the inside was much larger than the outside. We were in our dorm room, and my parents and grandmother were unpacking my stuff. They didn't pay any attention to me, it was like they were snubbing me. Also, my parents were arguing with each other while they were moving boxes and stuff around. I asked my grandmother what was up, and she said "We're too busy, we'll talk about it later." I left the room, confused. I met Erin outside. We went into another cardboard house, and it opened into a room with red wallpaper and carpet, with a big bed. It was like a hotel room. There was a guy sitting on the bed reading. He looked up at me and said "Get out of my house!" Apparently he was an ex boyfriend of mine, though I've never had a boyfriend before.
He reminded me of Mark.
I went back outside and met Andrew Ballard. Andrew and Erin declared that we needed to go to Walmart, so we began to trek across Central park to the Walmart. We got there and tried on some shoes, though I don't need any. While we were doing that, a very homeless-looking guy came and stole my Ugg sandals. I was sad, and after buying a T shirt from Walmart we went back to the cardboard huts and back to our dorm room. My parents had started moving in boxes of food, though I hadn't asked for any. Mom asked why my shoes were missing, and I told her they'd been stolen by a bum. Dad was cooking something, in the kitchen that was suddenly in our room. Actually, it had changed shape into something more like my grandmother's apartment, but we were still moving into my dorm room. Everyone was still bustling about, my sister had showed up, and so did Ex-who-looked-like-Mark. I was pushed out of the room by all of the busy people. The bum was there with my shoes, but he'd replaced the sheepskin lining with what looked like Barbie hair. I took them back into the room, and complained about them. My mom got angry at me for some reason and send something along the lines of "If you're going to make fun of the homeless, I'm going to kick you out and you can see for yourself what it's like!" So she did. I went back into the room where we'd found Ex-who-looked-like-Mark, but he snubbed me again, and laughed in my face because I was homeless now. So was he, I guess.

Derek and a sousaphone.

First part of the dream, there were big spider robots behind the house. Derek, from The Sarah Connor Chronicles, was there. He was very disappointed at me that I hadn't brought a gun. I went back into the house, which was filled with glass objects and rocks, like the shiny-stuff store. I found a little handgun and went back out. The bullets had no effect, and Derek was still peeved at me.
Second part, escaping from a boarding school. It was a Christian boarding school, and the chapel looked like St. Peter's. The pulpit had turned into what looked like a conch shell, or a sousaphone. We had to climb through it to get to our secret tunnel we'd dug to escape.

Almost a chase dream.

The first dream I can't remember well, except for the last part. I ran down the steps of my house and found like 5 spooky clown ghosts in my living room. They approached me and I was thinking "this is just a dream, just a dream, when a person has a lucid dream they're not afraid of what's in the dream" but I was afraid. Then I woke up, but in the dream. In the second dream I was doing laundry in the laundry room we had in our Eltville house. Then I turned around, went through a door. I sat at this wide table. My father, mother and sister were there, also the Ballards. They were talking about politics and what countries we were having trouble with. I was horrified at them. I spoke about how we're already in Iraq and having middle east trouble and such, but my father goes on. "We need to bomb those Egyptian bastards." Everyone around the table is nodding with approval. We talk some more about such subjects, and everyone tries to explain to me why we need to bomb Egypt. We go home, but it's not home. It's actually the Ballard's house. I'm in Andrew's old room, what is now Katie's room, on the top bunk of the bunk beds he hasn't had since we were in second grade. My father comes in and again tries to explain his problem with Egypt. I try not to listen. Then all 7 of them, the 3 others from my family and the 4 Ballards, are looking at me, I back out of the door and run away.

And then I wake up for real.

If only they served bratwurst at movie theaters.

There was this contest to design an outfit for someone. You could choose a black chick or a white dude. I chose the white dude because I could just give him shorts and a polo shirt. I drew this outfit while I was babysitting, then I hired the kids to help me steal the results. They were in the office of my music theory teacher from fall semester. Then Sam called me and reminded me that I'd promised to go see Little Miss Sunshine in theaters with him. I told him that I didn't want to go see that movie, because it wasn't in theaters and because I wanted to go see Dark Knight. But I'd promised, so I went. We found Mike Downey at the movie theater, and went to the refreshment counter, where I ordered a bratwurst served on a hard roll with hot mustard, like in Germany. And some rice with mushrooms.

I'm still curious about the brain pictures.

I was at Champs with Rachael, and we had a sort of fight, I started yelling at her. The waiter alerted the police when I threw a glass at his head. Rachael and I ran out of the restaurant without paying, and Rachael advises me to get out of the country to avoid trouble. I call my parents and tell them I’m staying over at Rachael’s for a few days, and then I get on a plane to Germany. I start thinking about accommodations, deciding that I can’t stay at the American base because then the police could find me.

This isn’t an ordinary plane; it actually looks more like a movie theater. The seats are arranged diagonally upward, away from the cockpit and the giant screen in the front. Almost every seat has its own little TV screen on the seat in front of it. I take an aisle seat by the window, next to this little old lady who looks like my grandmother. She talks to me about how she’s going on a trip to Georgia with a few of her bridge friends. I’m like “Georgia? Doesn’t this plane go to Germany?”

The plane lands in the airport in Georgia, and I skip the luggage nonsense and go down an escalator to leave. I didn’t have any suitcases to get, though I remember having to fight with a security person about my carryon, the green bag containing my needlepoint and my DS. I pass windows, and through them I see 2 huge skyscrapers, a glass building and a parking garage. At the bottom of the escalator, I meet Katie Ballard, who tells me she needs a ride to the hospital for a CAT scan or a heart problem or something. We get on a train and ride to the hospital. I decide to get an MRI. The dream skips the whole MRI scene and I’m standing at a counter to get my prints. It looks more like I’m getting photo prints from a drugstore than a hospital, but whatever. This fat guy with a mustache behind the counter hands me a few 2”x4” scans, not of my brain but of my whole body. Curiously enough though, the head is the only see-through part, and you can see that the parts they took out are missing. The guy looks at me suspiciously and asks if I really am getting this scan on my doctor’s orders. I of course tell him yes. He tells me that I should take those to my doctor, and I only need to pay for them if they’re any good. I leave without paying, since I was given the option of thinking they weren’t good. I find Katie again and we get on a train to go back to Ellicott City, stopping at Union Station in DC to change trains.

I get back to my house to find Rachael there. The cops are holding her and my grandmother hostage unless my parents make me come out of the house. My parents tell them I’m not there, but the cops don’t believe it until I walk up to their car and tell them to go away. They do eventually leave, after my parents come out and confront me about running away using very expensive transportation, and not paying for anything.

Another chase dream. With lots of lying, stealing and sneaking. Hm.

ULTIMATE COSMIC POWERS!

At the start of the dream, I was letting Ralph out in the evening, and into my house came the usual cloud of bugs. Along with the blue heron who lives in Centennial Park, and an ermine. Both animals run, for some reason, into the hall bathroom, which is bigger than it actually is. I open the door, the heron is up against the wall (possibly has to do with the painting of a heron that's been sitting against the wall in that room for eons) and the rodent is in the sink. Dad comes down the stairs and begins to yell at me for opening the door and letting these animals in, and I defend myself by pointing out that I needed to let Ralph out.Then, I open the door to the bathroom, and the hallway has turned into the lobby of a huge hotel. I go down a curvy flight of stairs, and wind up in this big hall, with a red carpet and a glass ceiling. There's a fountain, a few tables, and a big round stage. On the stage, Reilly and John are playing rock band. I beg to join in and they allow me to and it is fun. Meanwhile, at one of the tables, a group of people is talking about some bizarre prophecy. Apparently to achieve ultimate cosmic powers, three circles need to be stacked in the center of the hallway during a storm. I build a sandcastle that consists of three circles, and then I dump water on it. Instead of just becoming a shapeless blob like sand usually does, the castle caves in, and there's this echo in the hall. We decided that the prophecy wanted the table, fountain and stage, all of which were circular, to be stacked on top of each other. But there was no rain. So we decided instead that we wanted breakfast.Downstairs, just off the lobby of this hotel, was the brunch buffet of the American Arms Hotel in Wiesbaden, Germany. Upstairs is Seacobeck. My parents, who are there, want to go to seacobeck. We go to the American Arms brunch.

The Terminator.

I was with this big group of people, all my friends from both college and high school, and we'd gone to see Spamalot. We were sitting in an auditorium and being lectured on how the play is incorrect both historically and in terms of literature. Meanwhile, me and Adrienne are being chased by the Terminator. I see Mel and Sheckells in the crowd, talking to each other. They wave at me. Suddenly the seats in the auditorium turn into bleachers, and we're outside. Adrienne leads me through this line of trees and down a stone staircase into a workshop. My high school art teacher is instructing us on how to make teddy bears and other stuffed animals. I'm building a water pistol under the table, because the Terminators are allergic to water. I give it a bayonet for some reason. I have to look like I'm making an animal or the teacher will fail me, so I have an unfinished dog on my table. A talking cat shows up, a cat who we learn is a very advanced robot made of the same material as the Terminator, but he's a good guy. Then we're confronted by a bad robot wielding a super soaker. He's shorter than me, around 4'9'', and he's wearing a felt fedora with a red feather and a bright orange shirt. I shoot him with my water pistol and he runs away.All through this dream my head is playing "The Song That Goes Like This" and "Find Your Grail." I wake up with "His Name Is Lancelot" in my head.