Did you have any recent dreams?

Kelsey wrote:

I think they always freak me out because I'm always alone, or being followed. It's scary.
I don't think I want any children, either. I just don't think I'm the mothering type. Everyone tells me I am when I say this, but I just don't think so.

You don't want children? I want a baby badly.
One of my most memorable dreams was about me having a baby girl. She had curly brown hair and my eyes, and I followed her around all day. Then she got chopped to pieces (this dream was shortly after watching Sweeney Todd), and I woke up crying. That was a weird one.

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Hmm...do you guys think that men have those dreams once in awhile, too?

And totally-random-questions-but-still-about-topic:

Did you ever have a dream wherein you were falling off a building and then you suddenly wake up with your heart pounding?
Did you ever wake up and find tears streaming down your face?
Did you ever have a dream wherein your teeth were pulled out?

I'll bet men dream they're pregnant at least once in their lifetime; after all, I've dreamed I was a guy before. SO weird. My name was Nicholas.

1. Yeah, I do. I usually wake up before falling, and sort of catch myself.
2. I have. I dreamed of lost love and rejection, and woke up balling.
3. Not that I can remember!

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Hmm...do you guys think that men have those dreams once in awhile, too?

And totally-random-questions-but-still-about-topic:

Did you ever have a dream wherein you were falling off a building and then you suddenly wake up with your heart pounding?
Did you ever wake up and find tears streaming down your face?
Did you ever have a dream wherein your teeth were pulled out?

Well, they might. I've never heard of a man dreaming that he was pregnant, but I don't know.

Yes. I have those weekly, and sometimes I jump off of the bed.
Absolutely. I do that sometimes.
I don't think so.

I think they always freak me out because I'm always alone, or being followed. It's scary.
I don't think I want any children, either. I just don't think I'm the mothering type. Everyone tells me I am when I say this, but I just don't think so.

Hmm...do you guys think that men have those dreams once in awhile, too?

And totally-random-questions-but-still-about-topic:

Did you ever have a dream wherein you were falling off a building and then you suddenly wake up with your heart pounding?
Did you ever wake up and find tears streaming down your face?
Did you ever have a dream wherein your teeth were pulled out?

Kelsey wrote:

I've had dreams like that. They're always really freaky, too. Like, I'm pregnant but it's not my baby, or I'm stuck with a bunch of people who don't speak any language I know and I'm having a baby. They always really freak me out.

I can't remember ever having a pregnancy dream before this one, but this one didn't really freak me out. It was kind of sweet, actually; the main theme was just feeling the babies kick.

I've had dreams like that. They're always really freaky, too. Like, I'm pregnant but it's not my baby, or I'm stuck with a bunch of people who don't speak any language I know and I'm having a baby. They always really freak me out.

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Tourterelle wrote:

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Tourterelle wrote:

Last night I dreamed I was living in a big city, although I'm not sure if I was an adult or the same age I am now. One of my close friends from real life and a guy friend (who doesn't exist in real life) were with me in an apartment when we were informed that something was happening, and we had to line up throughout the apartment to protect it, or etc. Then, I was lined up downstairs with my friend, the guy, and everyone else, when I said "Oh, they're kicking!" and told my friend to feel my tummy. Apparently, I was pregnant with twins; a boy and a girl, but my dream didn't mention the father. My belly was huge; it looked as if I was about 8-9 months pregnant. My friends reached out and touched the kicking baby, and I held my belly. Later, my friend drove me to my house, where I had a conversation with my father, asking him to call my doctor to make another appointment, and to pick up some Cocoa Butter lotion.

Weird, huh? I have NO idea where that dream came from...

Oh, my God. What the hell? Do you have a sudden urge for wanting kids, hm, Tourterelle? on the Cocoa Butter lotion~

For all I know, I did have that sudden urge!


No, no, the cocoa butter lotion wasn't a big deal: isn't it supposed to prevent stretch marks?

Honestly, I didn't know what Cocoa Butter lotion was. It was just a funny word! How did you know that?

I'm not sure how I knew that cocoa butter lotion prevents stretch marks; I think it was just one of those random facts you pick up!

That dream really must have impacted me though, because it's the first dream I've actually remembered in awhile.

Tourterelle wrote:

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Tourterelle wrote:

Last night I dreamed I was living in a big city, although I'm not sure if I was an adult or the same age I am now. One of my close friends from real life and a guy friend (who doesn't exist in real life) were with me in an apartment when we were informed that something was happening, and we had to line up throughout the apartment to protect it, or etc. Then, I was lined up downstairs with my friend, the guy, and everyone else, when I said "Oh, they're kicking!" and told my friend to feel my tummy. Apparently, I was pregnant with twins; a boy and a girl, but my dream didn't mention the father. My belly was huge; it looked as if I was about 8-9 months pregnant. My friends reached out and touched the kicking baby, and I held my belly. Later, my friend drove me to my house, where I had a conversation with my father, asking him to call my doctor to make another appointment, and to pick up some Cocoa Butter lotion.

Weird, huh? I have NO idea where that dream came from...

Oh, my God. What the hell? Do you have a sudden urge for wanting kids, hm, Tourterelle? on the Cocoa Butter lotion~

For all I know, I did have that sudden urge!


No, no, the cocoa butter lotion wasn't a big deal: isn't it supposed to prevent stretch marks?

Honestly, I didn't know what Cocoa Butter lotion was. It was just a funny word! How did you know that?

Louisa Lynn wrote:

Tourterelle wrote:

Last night I dreamed I was living in a big city, although I'm not sure if I was an adult or the same age I am now. One of my close friends from real life and a guy friend (who doesn't exist in real life) were with me in an apartment when we were informed that something was happening, and we had to line up throughout the apartment to protect it, or etc. Then, I was lined up downstairs with my friend, the guy, and everyone else, when I said "Oh, they're kicking!" and told my friend to feel my tummy. Apparently, I was pregnant with twins; a boy and a girl, but my dream didn't mention the father. My belly was huge; it looked as if I was about 8-9 months pregnant. My friends reached out and touched the kicking baby, and I held my belly. Later, my friend drove me to my house, where I had a conversation with my father, asking him to call my doctor to make another appointment, and to pick up some Cocoa Butter lotion.

Weird, huh? I have NO idea where that dream came from...

Oh, my God. What the hell? Do you have a sudden urge for wanting kids, hm, Tourterelle? on the Cocoa Butter lotion~

For all I know, I did have that sudden urge!


No, no, the cocoa butter lotion wasn't a big deal: isn't it supposed to prevent stretch marks?

Tourterelle wrote:

Last night I dreamed I was living in a big city, although I'm not sure if I was an adult or the same age I am now. One of my close friends from real life and a guy friend (who doesn't exist in real life) were with me in an apartment when we were informed that something was happening, and we had to line up throughout the apartment to protect it, or etc. Then, I was lined up downstairs with my friend, the guy, and everyone else, when I said "Oh, they're kicking!" and told my friend to feel my tummy. Apparently, I was pregnant with twins; a boy and a girl, but my dream didn't mention the father. My belly was huge; it looked as if I was about 8-9 months pregnant. My friends reached out and touched the kicking baby, and I held my belly. Later, my friend drove me to my house, where I had a conversation with my father, asking him to call my doctor to make another appointment, and to pick up some Cocoa Butter lotion.

Weird, huh? I have NO idea where that dream came from...

Oh, my God. What the hell? Do you have a sudden urge for wanting kids, hm, Tourterelle? on the Cocoa Butter lotion~

Last night I dreamed I was living in a big city, although I'm not sure if I was an adult or the same age I am now. One of my close friends from real life and a guy friend (who doesn't exist in real life) were with me in an apartment when we were informed that something was happening, and we had to line up throughout the apartment to protect it, or etc. Then, I was lined up downstairs with my friend, the guy, and everyone else, when I said "Oh, they're kicking!" and told my friend to feel my tummy. Apparently, I was pregnant with twins; a boy and a girl, but my dream didn't mention the father. My belly was huge; it looked as if I was about 8-9 months pregnant. My friends reached out and touched the kicking baby, and I held my belly. Later, my friend drove me to my house, where I had a conversation with my father, asking him to call my doctor to make another appointment, and to pick up some Cocoa Butter lotion.

Weird, huh? I have NO idea where that dream came from...

Magda wrote:

I just had quite a dream last night. My neighbors' cat (except shaggier), an adorable grey-and-black striped kitten, and a teenage boy were all standing outside my window trying to get in (for some reason, it didn't occur to them to break the glass). The cat was standing against my window with her claws against the pane and looking at me with the most evil-eyed expression you can imagine. I could hear them plotting through the glass, and I was scared to death! I wondered what they wanted from me, and then the story of the kitten was kind of projected to my head, like a video, complete with narration. I only heard the beginning (the kitten lived in backpacks of students at my school, but didn't like to be around freshmen because they were too hyper) (Ha! I've seen seniors get every bit as hyper as I do). He was currently in the backpack of a sophomore in our school play (back when rehearsal was still on) and he noticed me as "a quiet girl hanging back". Unfortunately, I woke up then, so I'll never know the reason behind the three characters' lust for revenge.

That's hilarious! Backpack Cat, almost as dangerous as Basement Cat (ICHC reference).
I had a dream that I was at Dollywood with some guy from my school. Apparently we were on a field trip and we'd gotten separated. We never found our class so we just wandered aimlessly through Dollywood. I never finished the dream and I can't really see a point in it. Piff...

I just had quite a dream last night. My neighbors' cat (except shaggier), an adorable grey-and-black striped kitten, and a teenage boy were all standing outside my window trying to get in (for some reason, it didn't occur to them to break the glass). The cat was standing against my window with her claws against the pane and looking at me with the most evil-eyed expression you can imagine. I could hear them plotting through the glass, and I was scared to death! I wondered what they wanted from me, and then the story of the kitten was kind of projected to my head, like a video, complete with narration. I only heard the beginning (the kitten lived in backpacks of students at my school, but didn't like to be around freshmen because they were too hyper) (Ha! I've seen seniors get every bit as hyper as I do). He was currently in the backpack of a sophomore in our school play (back when rehearsal was still on) and he noticed me as "a quiet girl hanging back". Unfortunately, I woke up then, so I'll never know the reason behind the three characters' lust for revenge.

I'm with Mariah. Maybe you should show your Mom how much you love her. You'll never know when the time comes...

More likely: It is my brains attempt to remind my mum to give me ten minutes undisturbed silence a day (and that INCLUDES not knocking on my door, not calling my phone, and not bustling in with assignments/washing/work to do/letters/cookies/work to do/unannounced visitors/more work to do).

Solveig wrote:

For three days now, I've been having strange and highly disturbing dreams. Do you know the feeling when your dream keeps coming back to you all day long? Waah. Yesterday for example, I dreamt I killed my mum. Horrible.

Perhaps it's time for you to take a trip over to the psychology section in B&A and get them to analyze your dream for you....or you could save yourself the garbage they will tell you and look it up. That's disturbing, but I highly doubt it means that you want your mom dead. Maybe this is your brains way of telling you to hug your Mommy because you love her. Have you hugged your mommy lately?

For three days now, I've been having strange and highly disturbing dreams. Do you know the feeling when your dream keeps coming back to you all day long? Waah. Yesterday for example, I dreamt I killed my mum. Horrible.

Kelsey wrote:

Louisa Lynn wrote:

I had a very weird dream last night. I was on Y!A, procrastinating around B&A. I glanced up and saw that the Top Answerer of B&A wasn't Persi, but a Twilighter with the username of <3<3<3<3<3Edward Cullen<3<3<3<3<3. I was shocked; I quickly clicked Top 10 Answerers and saw that all of them were Twilighters. B&A was completely taken over by Twilighters!

Just when I thought I was going to have a panic attack, I woke up, thank God.
Just goes to show that I've been hanging out with too many Twilighters; they're slowly seeping into my subconscious.

So how about you guys? Any weird dreams recently?

Sorry I'm so late on this, but I got lost in Canada Answer this morning. The top B&A answerer over there is Kat Cullen, a Twilighter, I think. See? (Heck, if I was Canadian, I would have Top Answerer-- really! I think I have like 380 best answers in B&A.) Not that there's anything wrong with her being a Top and a Twilighter as long as she gives intelligent answers (I'm not familiar with her), but I'm just pointing out that your dream had come true... in Canada.

Yeah, funny story about that. I didn't know that when you're in Canada, and you type Yahoo.com, it will automatically go to Yahoo! Canada. So it was me being unobservant and going to Yahoo! Answers and I looked up to see "Kat Cullen." Zara and I had a conversation about this; I forgot which topic. Basically I freaked out and Zara explained everything.

Louisa Lynn wrote:

I had a very weird dream last night. I was on Y!A, procrastinating around B&A. I glanced up and saw that the Top Answerer of B&A wasn't Persi, but a Twilighter with the username of <3<3<3<3<3Edward Cullen<3<3<3<3<3. I was shocked; I quickly clicked Top 10 Answerers and saw that all of them were Twilighters. B&A was completely taken over by Twilighters!

Just when I thought I was going to have a panic attack, I woke up, thank God.
Just goes to show that I've been hanging out with too many Twilighters; they're slowly seeping into my subconscious.

So how about you guys? Any weird dreams recently?

Sorry I'm so late on this, but I got lost in Canada Answer this morning. The top B&A answerer over there is Kat Cullen, a Twilighter, I think. See? (Heck, if I was Canadian, I would have Top Answerer-- really! I think I have like 380 best answers in B&A.) Not that there's anything wrong with her being a Top and a Twilighter as long as she gives intelligent answers (I'm not familiar with her), but I'm just pointing out that your dream had come true... in Canada.

Man do I know a lot of people with allodoxaphobia.


There was this weird rumour in high school that I was fearless. I have no idea how it got started and it sure as hell wasn't true, but I still wasn't gonna stop it spreading.

Burning Barbies is bizarrely therapeutic. And as far as looking sort of Satanic, well, yes, but I think her neighbors were more concerned when we buried our friend Ron in her backyard (he jumped into the grave in the middle of the mock funeral. Bizarrely, this was a Sweet Sixteen party).

Yeah, I now have a crippling fear of ventriloquist dummies. I've had nervous breakdowns and all, though I've never had to go to the hospital for it or anything. It's called Automatonophobia, but I don't think I'm quite at the point of "phobia," though I'm not sure. I'm embarrassed to be diagnosed about it. Some puppets, statues, and dolls really scare me, but it's mostly those ventriloquist dummies.

Phobia List.

Strange, when i was a kid, i was afraid to even look at baby dolls let alone barbie dolls. lol... mutilating barbies sounds kinda fun actually... My friend had barbie roasting parties but I never went.



You know, I did actually read Harry Potter a few weeks before I had that dream... That could be it.

GuardianSaiyoko wrote:

Oh, Barbies... Not only did I not like them, neither did any of my friends, so one day in high school I was at my friend Cat's house with the guys. We beheaded all her Barbies, hung the heads from her bedroom ceiling, and burned the bodies in a fire in the backyard while dancing in a conga line around the fire chanting. I think her neighbors quit watching TV that day; they just started keeping the windows open instead.

Oh, dear, that's kind of Satanic. I hated Barbies too, and I did throw them down stairs, but never did I burn one. I accidentally broke a few legs, but I never did it on purpose. (By the way, did you know that many Barbie dolls' joints are ball-and-socket, so you can pull them off and pop them back in?)

LuthienT wrote:

Oh Denizen, I'd HATE to have a dream like that. Talk about disturbing. Guardian, were you like that all through childhood? hating girly stuff?

For most of it, anyway. I think it's because a lot of the time when I wanted to go play with my brothers, out at the park or wherever, my parents would say I couldn't go out as late as them because I was a girl. That made me be like "This sucks, can't we all just like... pretend I'm a guy?"

Having heard some of my parent's stories now that I'm older I realise they did have their reasons, but it still aggravated the hell out of me as a kid.

Oh, Barbies... Not only did I not like them, neither did any of my friends, so one day in high school I was at my friend Cat's house with the guys. We beheaded all her Barbies, hung the heads from her bedroom ceiling, and burned the bodies in a fire in the backyard while dancing in a conga line around the fire chanting. I think her neighbors quit watching TV that day; they just started keeping the windows open instead.