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Post by Peffkitten on Apr 20, 2002 8:17:01 GMT -5
I keep dreaming my teachers are dead!
I had a dream that my art teacher Mrs Roberts exploded (!) during the Easter holiday
I had another horrible horrible dream that I planted a nuclear bomb in a kitchen and one of the victims was my drama teacher Ms Diamond.
Stress of looming exams do you think?
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Post by Laura_C on Apr 20, 2002 11:44:27 GMT -5
Dreams are weird aren't they?! I suppose you all know about scary orphan boy who follows me and trys to kill me. It's like Lizzie's Mr Popcorn Man. I hate dreams. TAKE THEM AWAY NOW!
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Post by Katie on Apr 20, 2002 11:50:06 GMT -5
i keep dreaming bout biting Andy's lips off  i dont know y. once in a dream when i did that my tounge fell out
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Post by Lauren on Apr 20, 2002 12:29:06 GMT -5
My dreams are rare, but surreal. It's like I'm fed cheese via a drip throughout the night.
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Post by Fellyforn on Apr 20, 2002 12:37:06 GMT -5
Once I dreamt that an asian woman threw a monkey at me wrapped in a potato sack, then i fed my monkey straight orange bananas and baby chicks from the children's petting zoo.
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Post by Lauren on Apr 20, 2002 12:50:12 GMT -5
Me too!
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Post by Fellyforn on Apr 20, 2002 13:03:32 GMT -5
How perculiar!
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Post by Lauren on Apr 20, 2002 13:16:48 GMT -5
Not really, lol. Well. I did. Except it wasn't a dream.
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Post by Fellyforn on Apr 20, 2002 13:45:39 GMT -5
Lucky you
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Post by Lauren on Apr 20, 2002 13:47:31 GMT -5
I know ;D The monkey's name is Harold. And he's gone veggie.
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Post by Nicôle on Apr 20, 2002 14:51:40 GMT -5
I used to have a recurring nightmare when I was little that this zombie kept killing the characters from Thundercats. It was seriously strange.
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Post by Fellyforn on Apr 20, 2002 14:54:42 GMT -5
Wow... hi Harold *waves*
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Post by Lauren on Apr 20, 2002 14:58:41 GMT -5
*Harold waves back* I trained him to do that.  |
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Post by Fellyforn on Apr 20, 2002 15:36:54 GMT -5
I am green with envy
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Post by Molly on Apr 20, 2002 15:38:53 GMT -5
I quite often have seriously strange dreams. Quite often I only tell people the dull ones, not sure why. The last dream I had that I can remeber I'm sure I told a couple of poeple ( I had it on Thursday night). It was Grandad's funeral, even though he died when I was 4, but it wasn't as though he had just died, everyone knew he had died that long ago, it was just the funeral was being held then. It was night and me and my sister were sitting on a cart. There was a posher cart infront, on which they put the coffin ( the carts were being pulled by horses, but they had roofs, they weren't open-top horse-herses). It was as though my grandad was really important, I can't remember why now, but his death was announced on TV. Then my grandma came along, and the carts went along this big road by a big important palace type building, and then down a steep hill to a big park with grass and trees, where the night and blackness was causing huge shadows to fall across everything, and then everything did fall. All the carts crumbled beneath us, an the coffin fell and it all disintergrated into pieces before and underneath me.
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i dont know y. once in a dream when i did that my tounge fell out
