What the hell is going on in my head?

Dreams are a very interesting thing. It makes you think when you wake up "Where the fuck did that come from?" or "Damn, my mind is fucked up."

The best is when you are able to go back into a dream even though you get jolted awake by something for a second. The weird dreams, the ones that you wake up and check to make sure everything is normal, have been occuring to me a lot lately. Or at least I remember them more.

A few months ago I had a dream that my family was in Italy. Now, I'm learning Italian right now so oddly enough half the dream was in Italian and half was in English. It was forth of July apparently and we were in a little house in Venice, which had a white picket fence and a green, good-looking lawn. It was night. I was in my "room." All the sudden sirens went off and my dad yelled something about the Americans lauching a rocket on Italy because they thought Italy was launching on them. So I ran outside with my little sister and look up into the purple sky to see a bright white light. And that was when my alarm choose to go off. Perfect timing, damn it. I had to look out the window after I woke up to make sure I wasn't in Italy.

About two weeks ago, the day before semester ended, I had yet another weird dream that stuck in my head. Hah, I still chuckle looking back at it wondering what the fuck was going on. Well, I was in a gym. The floor was made out of spaghetti and meatballs. The gym was cut in half by a volleyball net and there were other people standing on the other side with golf clubs. I look down and I also have a damn golf club. The person next to me has a volley ball and yells "FAR!" and hits the volleyball with her golf club. FREAKY.

Then this morning, or last night, I had yet another creepy one. I was apparently in my high school (which is weird because I haven't been in there since I graduated except once) and another siren went off. Everyone grabbed their jackets and ran out of the room with the teacher. Apparently, pearl onions were coming to eat everything around us. Why pearl onions? I have NO clue. We ran down a street while the sky was darking (you know, from the flying onions) and into a cement bunker. In the cement bunker were tables with cookies and an amusement ride, the kind where you sit in the seat and they strap a chest seatbeat down on you and then you whirl around in circles. I got into one of them, my seat was blue and someone handed me a cookie. Then the scene changes to where I'm in a big three story house that is starting to fill up with onions. I once again run out onto the street, with no jacket this time, and men in suits catch me an put me in their car and rush me to where the bunker was except this time instead of a cement bunker it was a bunch of tents in the forest with a stream. I was given the task of collecting wood. Then my sister woke me up. AHH!

I've also been having dreams that meld the series Sliders, Harry Potter, and dragons all together.

What the hell?

Listening to: Kalmah-Kill The Idealist