So, I’m a student. Big whoop. And Desu is a classmate. We have pretty much one class together, but apparently are acquainted if not friends.

The campus is pretty expensive looking, seeing how it’s spacious and has an elevator and junk. I would annoy Desu because I wouldn’t take the elevator. Outside, there was this round area higher by a few feet. There was a table there that we’d sit at while waiting for our rides. Or just mine. I’unno, I just know that’s where I’d get picked up. 

During the lecture, it was pretty boring. No one cared. Hahahaha, literally the usual. But during class, this lady - well, girl - kept looking back at Desu who sat behind me. She kept giggling and smiling. The two seem to have become a couple and would leave class together. I would see him stand by himself because she would leave the campus first. 

So, just casual day as usual. Desu and I drew on the whiteboard because it was the last day of class. No one minded, including the teacher. The girl was smiling back at Desu, and I can tell that’s what he was doing back. The class ended and the group of students left the room. 

Before the girl left, she wrote on the board “I think I… love you!” It was actually annoying; she wrote it as girly as possible. Then, she headed after Desu and walked down the hall beside him with their fingers intertwined. Seriously, what was the point in writing your confession? 

I felt like leaving, but the teacher decided to be a dick and hold the last several students. We were given a number (I was second) and told to leave in the order given. If the person before us didn’t go, we couldn’t leave. Of course, the one allowed to leave first had no intentions of leaving any time soon. 

We all grew annoyed and I was the first to just ignore the order and left. I walked down the hall and up the stairs. I could see Desu alone as I headed toward the door. He was talking with other people, so I started walking slower in hopes that he’d notice me. Waiting alone for a ride sucks. 

As I climbed the stairs onto the area to wait, before I knew it, Desu was right behind. When I looked behind at him, I noticed he had a friend tagging along. He started talking to me, but I mostly ignored it and kept going up the stairs.

Once there, we saw the table, for some odd reason, was too close to the ledge. Desu pulled the table back and he and his friend sat on it. I chose to just sit on the ledge. 

Then, I woke up for TV.

Okay, so me and this rich guy are together. Don’t know why, but who really cares about that? It’s a dream, yo! 

So, this dude and I are together. This place we’re in has the school on the front-side, and apartments on the back; they shared parking lots (it connected to each-other’s) which is why I assume this. But school’s lot is only accessible to students/staff while they are there. While the lot itself is shared, school does not like it when students that live in the apartment park there. It was tiny, so that makes sense. So, we’re leaving the school and it’s really dark outside. 

His car is a fancy, rich-person’s car; similar to a mustang. It’s freaking black. The only reason I could see it was because it was all clean and waxed. So, I make a silly joke, “Why park here when you have to move it to the other side?” His apartment was within walking distance. He just laughed and we got in. 

Well, I did, but then I found-out that I entered into the backseat. It was so dark, I went-in the wrong door. He asked why I was back there, I got out, entered the passenger’s side, and apologized. Then, we drove onto the highway that was apparently nearby. 

We saw lots of signs for chicken bites, or something like that. We kept reading the signs and laughing. But, then we wound-up at this mall and got some food. I think it was Taco Bell, or something like that; I know there was chicken, and it was not McDonald’s. 

But his neck was cold, so he went to the store next to us (don’t ask why it was in the middle of the food court); a fancy and expensive store, too, geez. So, he went to get something and I’m just chilling. Maybe I’m eating, maybe I’m not. Whatever. So, he gets in line (which is near the store-front and sprawling slightly into the court), and my parents are in-front of him. He really just wants his scarf, so he buys both my parents’ stuff and his scarf. When he returned, the scarf sort of looked like a towel (it’s that expensive a place, yo). Mommy and Daddy took a seat with us at the food court. Who cares about whatever he bought for them, they had food now. 

I woke up to go pee, and I returned to a time skip-like-thing. 

My boyfriend and I are sharing this room together. For some reason, we’re either in Masachussets or we’re heading there. We’re in this average hotel and, despite my fears, we were pretty high off the ground; I remember wondering if we actually used the elevator despite my fear of them. 

So, this room is pretty average and has two twin beds. But we don’t get our own bed; Daddy is sharing it with us, and he gets his own. I have no clue, until later, why that is, so you get to wait to find-out, too. It seemed to have been easy to fall asleep, and that was nice. 

I was sort of awake, and I smiled when I felt my boyfriend was spooning me in his sleep. I covered my face because Daddy might’ve seen. But, that was when it occurred to me who my boyfriend was; Lars. 

It took until he touched me that my dream focused-in on his details, and let me see his near-black skin (colour is translucent in image). So, now I actually had a face/image to go with my boyfriend other than him being rich. 

I fell back asleep, and awoke to see Daddy missing and Lars just chilling at the foot of the other twin. He was pestering me to hurry up so we can get some Taco Bell. In my mind, I wanted McDonald’s for breakfast, but I also remembered that he had that the last time we came up; for what, I have no clue. 

I just start cleaning-up instead of going to get food, and he just waited. For some reason, I was just thinking how crappy I am at understanding my fiance (yep, turns-out that’s what relationship we had) even if I wasn’t misunderstanding him at all. But, still, I was cleaning-up and was finding things that people who had been in the room before us had left; I was gonna sell those accounting books on eBay. 

Daddy returns and just chills. I notice the little balcony we had and went to stand on it for a bit, but then I went and finished cleaning. Daddy suddenly announces that he has five minutes before he’s late. I apologized, and we are suddenly already in Lars’s car. 

Grandpop is suddenly there, and he’s the one driving (aka: who the frick let him get in that seat). But it all seems to go smoothly; Grandpop’s current driving skill isn’t translated into my dream, Daddy (who turned into Mouri from “Detective Conan”) is in a suit, and Lars and I are in the backseat with a bunch of stuff. 

We enter this busy building, and it seems to be an interview for both Grandpop and Mouri. Mouri is just doing well, but nervous, and breaks-out in song which gets him scolded. Lars is sort of missing, and I’m just sitting there waiting. 

I get bored, so I imagined running down the apartment’s (the one we were just in) staircase due to an earthquake. Lars would be in-front, I’d be behind him letting my fear boost my energy, and Daddy would probably be fifty flights behind us. And, that, is why I don’t like being high up. 

There were two clans, those beneath the waves and those on land. It begins in medias res, and I apparently matter in the union of the two clans. Something had happened, and the land prince was wanted for something to do with the land. 

The king of the land was all buddy-buddy with the king of the sea, and had planned to join the two clans together. It seemed there were people that were against such a bond, and the people of the land were trying to capture the prince. 

See, without the prince, the union cannot happen. So, I travel with the prince and his two men; I wonder if I was invisible, now that I think about it. The four of us travel to this sort of hidden room through the prince’s bedroom, and it has a passage to take us directly to the king of the sea. 

Before we escape the prince’s home, we wait for a messenger of the sea to get us. Earlier, we were told that the people of the sea would protect the prince because they had good relations with his father. However, now, the prince had no guarantee of safety even beneath the waves. 

We sort of worry, but then we get discovered by the people of the land, and are forced out of our hiding spot. We are separated from each-other, and I end up befriending someone who is the best friend of someone that hates my guts. I think I was nonhuman, or something of that sort. So, the person that hated me had me race against her followers; our common-friend raced alongside me. 

During the race, my friend was impaired by the unfair lighting meant to blind me. But she got over it and kept racing. But she said we should make haste, and so I sort of left her in the dust. By the time I finished, I told the person that hated me that her lights hurt our friend. 

Something happened, and there is a fight in the middle of the streets; right outside a market and restaurant with outdoor seating. Suddenly, I am back-to-back with the prince and we are fighting people I guess were trying to assassinate/kidnap him.

We were doing pretty good, but then I was awaken. 

This is very scrambled because I went back to sleep while I tried to remember certain aspects. Then, I was woken up and taken to eat, so I couldn’t jot down it. It was… sort of interesting, so I’ll just record what I remember. I will use the term “I” even if it isn’t really me (mainly at the beginning), but “turns into” me. 

Alright, I am with a bunch of other kids and teens. We have a plan to get out by one of us hitting most of us with an axe. Somehow, it turns out that the person wielding the axe was a psycho, and literally was killing them with a single stroke. By the time the supervisors came, I knocked the psycho out, and pretended to do the same to my friend (who later turns into Sierchan). 

So, I become a wanted person ‘cause I somehow escaped. My friend also was running, and we parted ways in a swamp/river-type thing. She escapes into a safe area, and I rise far away from civilization near a cave or something. In short, we’re separated. 

Years pass, and I somehow have things such as my cellphone, but I’m not allowed to touch it. I’m living with someone resembling Hunny, only he’s practically mute and thinks that the world ended. Every New Year’s, he’d put the radio on; obviously, I caught-on that the radio working would mean people are alive. We’d hear instrumentals of some older US song. 

It was weird, so I went outside with my cell trying to get a signal. I texted Sierchan ASAP; it was a really long message, including wth happened and that she should go to the police and have them track me down (I guess I was scared of the place). I eventually heard from her, and, naturally, she forgets to call the police. 

I guess she called them because she came over. I showed her the place I was living at, but she hadn’t met the person I’d been living with. I showed her this neat tub in the middle of a glass-roofed room that can almost be a pool. She goes somewhere, and then stuff happens while I’m still at the pool. 

So, after that happened, I am told to leave by packing my things. I’m doing that, but some lady seems annoyed that I’m going. I have no clue where she even came from. Whatever. So, I pretty much leave without even bidding farewell to the man that took care of me. 

Oh well, he received something back at the pool/tub-thing. It’s all fair. Awkward, though. 

     I am dearly afraid of elevators, and this followed me in my dreams. Mommy and I were using the stairs to get to a higher floor. We looked out over the balcony nearby, and I was painting it or something; comparing the one we were on with the one next door. 

     Eventually, we left the balcony [and the painting] and proceeded to go back downstairs. She wanted the elevators, so I profusely reminded her that I am frightened of them and to take the stairs. We headed down, but this man started to follow us. At first, he was pretty far and was looking out a window, but then he hastened toward us. I told Mommy she should hit the man behind her: was I quiet?; was I loud?; I don’t know, but the man was creepy and I felt frightened. 

     I saw some people in the room below us, so I hurried down to escape the man. Now, this part is hazy, so maybe something in real-life was making a loud noise and almost woke me, but I ended up turning into a stereotypical anime chic. If you’ve seen “Lucky Seven”, the main chic (the one whose actor sucks) is pretty much what I looked like. 

/cannot draw generic

     I was also tagging along a little girl. It seems we were now running from the people I thought would save me from the creepy man. We got outside and were about to pass the building next door’s backyard. That’s when I got the brilliant idea: hide in the building next door rather than the woods since that’s too predictable. 

     I snuck both the girl and I into a window. When we were inside, I hid the girl into the bottom cabinet while I hid under a table with cloth over it. The girl eventually received a call from the woman we supposedly were hiding from. She said, “I’m in a bush next to the girl.” Such a nice kid. But then the door to the room opened. 

     Both the girl and I look out from our hiding places. It was a guy, and the girl hurriedly ran up to him excitedly. If he had a name, she screamed it, but I didn’t hear it. But I guess he was trustworthy since we ended up outside near a hotel-like place by night. It had a pool and the girl was playing in it, the guy was sitting on the diving board, and I was just watching the girl have fun. We all were wearing our clothes; waterproof, I guess. 

     Then, a helicopter was heard in the distance. It seemed to be searching [without a search light on], and was nearing. The guy assumed it was the people after us. The girl was already hiding below the diving board, and I was about to do the same, but somehow thought-up a plan. Being the quick-and-brilliant-thinker I was, I sat beside the guy on the diving board, tossed my jacket off, and pretended to be kissing him as the ‘copter flew overhead us. 

     It was awkward and everything until the ‘copter moved far enough away. Now, this part is hazy again, but it ends with us three nearing a door. There were wolf whistles in the distance, so the guy assumed them to be the girl’s brothers. When we entered the room, it wasn’t long before there were boys on the window sills; no glass on the windows. They covered about three windows, give-and-take, and they were just excited as the girl when they saw each-other. 

     A while later, we had some sort of crew. An old man, the guy, the girl, the boys, some more girls, and me. The old man was in charge of the designs for outfits and weapons, the group of men were in charge of making what was designed, they guy was the leader, and the kids had strange powers like transfiguration. Unlike the others, I was of absolutely no use - I really became a stereotypical anime chic, dang. 

     For some reason-or-another, the lady was trying to destroy the balance of the world, and we were the ones fighting to protect it. We had the guidance of a goddess, and I learnt that the guy was from another world in charge of Earth. (Because this was a dream, the world he’s from was referred to as “Rainbow Brite Land”) Their world hosted people that kept the balance of Earth’s elements, such as the ripeness of fruit. Because the balance was being disturbed, both by years of losing people and the lady, we had to work on both protecting and restoring it. 

     So, then the casual time between protecting the planet and crap started. The girl I saved was pretty much very friendly with me as she would often describe me as “She’s useless!” both in her defense and her description of me; we would get in petty arguments and simple chases of one-another. The other kids would, of course, aid in the girl’s assistance. The guy would also be sought to for assistance, but he would just tell us to calm down - he just didn’t want to pick sides, that jerk. 

     I don’t remember any actual fights and junk, but we did manage getting enough whatever-we-were-collecting to do a ceremony to restore balance. The kids and the guy were in a circle surrounding this weird shape-thing. For some reason, I was singing. By this time, I was apparently in-love with the guy and - what else? - I sang with him in my heart. 

     It worked. The goddess was pleased, and that’s all I remember from it. Some time passed, and I walked into the room the kids were in. They were going over designs - mainly the girls - that the old man came-up with. He was watching tele in the room next to them (here, he looked like Gombe from “Harvest Moon: Tale of Two Towns”, but with slants for eyes rather than dots because he was relaxed). 

     Everything was fine, but then the guy appeared outside. He was looking upwards with a stern look. I was worried. But then time did a split, and it was night. I walked into the room, and the kids were all up and chilling at the windows. I told them it was late so they should go to bed. 

     The girl protested and transformed herself into the leader-dude of the kids. The others did the same and I became concerned. The crept near me, so I fled the scene. The adults (the guy, old man, and group of men) were gathered together. I felt safe with them, especially the guy, so I ran on behind guy. The kids weren’t far behind and were probably going easy on me since they’re normally quicker. 

     But when they arrived, the guy gave them a look that calmed them with worry. He then said that he would be leaving, and another would be coming to lead them. Everyone, including me, was disappointed greatly be the news. 

     Then, another ceremony with the collected-whatever occurred. I can’t remember if he was there or not, but I was thinking of him. I was singing, but nothing was working and I had enough trouble gathering energy to just shake the weird shape-thing. It was awkward, and then I woke-up. 

I will just record dreams that I can remember, and find at least somewhat interesting, here. I will write the title as the day I was asleep, as well as the hours if I can remember them properly. I tend to go back to sleep, so some hours seem really strange. 

I may or may not include pictures. I’ll only do it if I remember designs and junk properly, but I normally don’t, so blah.