We landed at someone's house or something who had a little amusement ride in their backyard. I had to give up my [daughter], but not before getting on this ride. It was like a water roller coaster, but aquatic animals lived in the ride. It was supposed to be slow and for children and stuff, but we all rode it, anyway. The ride wasn't -above- the water, but partway in it, so whenever we came past a creature, they could practically crawl into our seats with us. I lifted myself up with my arms to avoid them because they seemed to be mostly water snakes of some sort. They were seriously -creepy-, but none of them made it into my chair. I thought that was also cruel because the poor animals probably wouldn't like that ride going over them constantly.

I walked over to this place with some friends where this other ride was. I think I was wearing leotards because my friend Van came over and told me to pull them up, saying they were sagging on my butt and looked stupid. He was dressed in one of his anime costumes and didn't look any better, though (heh). I was then put on the other ride with my grandmother (who turned out to be my Nana, whom I am not fond of, and this dream was very typical of her). I was with my friends, and we pretty much ganged up on her and told her all the mean things she'd done in the past. I think she just sat and moped or something, and I can't even remember what I was telling her. My dad yelled at me afterward, but everything I had said was true, and everyone knew it.

I then went inside the house after grabbing a towel (they were all white), and I dried myself off. By this time, I think I was only in a T-shirt. I stepped into the house through sliding glass doors and found out it was my friend Kasey's house. I was talking to his younger brother, who said Kasey was out of it -- passed out from too much marijuana, or something. My eyes bugged out as I realized a cockatiel was in Kasey's room, so I ran in there and got it out before it could get sick (although it was already deeply affected). I carried that cockatiel wherever I went, nursing it and trying to find clean air for it to breathe. There was a drinking fountain in a bathroom, and I set the bird on it, hoping it would want a drink. Its head got wet, and I don't recall it ever drinking any water.

I suddenly realized I was practically naked, so I ran back out, making some joke to Kasey's brother about witches forgetting something, and then I grabbed some underwear, hopping through the hallway while I pulled them on. I ran back to the bird, who seemed a little better, and scooped it up into a dining room where Kasey's family was waiting. I made some comment about him, and they called him Corey, saying that Corey was his real name. They were all sitting down for dinner, and through their dining room window was a view of the ocean. The house was now on a boat and was swaying with the waves, which I saw crashing down heavily, almost upon us. This kinda freaked me out a little, seeing as how we were surrounded by water, but when I stepped outside, I was back at the hill where the cabin was.

There was a whole group of actors: actors from school, actors from movies . . . just lots of people in this film. I had to get through because of the bird, and no one would help me because they were filming. I finally asked someone who told me where to go (some sort of van), and he had a little girl with him. I cradled the bird in my hands and made my way down the street to where this van was, but I heard some strange monster sounds behind me. I turned around, seeing the guy dressed up as a monster, and he was holding the hand of this little girl. He asked me if I could take her, too, because she didn't want to stay there, either. So I held my hand out to her, and she grabbed it, and we ran off toward the van.

Suddenly, we had a choice of which van to go into. One of them was Isis' van, which I chose. We made our way in, and Isis was Oprah. O_o;; But we had a sort of sanctuary there. Someone looked like George Clooney (it probably was) in the van, and I think we'd interrupted something they were doing.

I remember the younger girl playing Nintendo 64, and I remember sliding a window up in my room to close it (yes, you read that correctly: up to close it, like it was upside down). My room was all tan and dirty looking . . . the bed had a thin, squeaky frame and a dingy comforter.

Somehow, I pissed Josh off . . . somewhere, I told him to not leave until he'd seen me. I knew something was wrong. My friend Jacci was in the dream, too, and she was wearing my great-grandmother's costume jewelry rings as engagement rings, or something. Perhaps she was with Josh . . . I don't recall. I remember her taking them off while we were sitting on a couch, saying she didn't need them anymore if she was bored with him (whoever he was). I asked for the rings back, and she dropped them in my hand . . . and then the little girl started to give me advice about Josh.

I don't know what she told me, but I decided to go find Josh . . . so I ran outside. It was dark, and it looked like it had been raining because the streets were slick. Someone was outside, sitting on the sidewalk and singing. I knew it wasn't Josh . . . and I knew that Josh was gone.

I ended up in a library of clothes or something . . . it's very difficult to explain, but that's what it was. I was with old school classmates that I haven't seen or spoken to in years. I was new there, and I'm not sure they remembered me . . . it was like they had never met me, and yet I knew every one of them. I was given the chance to drive around a cart type of vehicle that had backward movements: if I turned right, it would go left; if I turned left, it would go right. I eventually got the hang of it with my old classmates.

Suddenly, we were in peril. I think there was a huge storm or a large earthquake was about to happen. We all needed to find shelter. And suddenly, I was an Egyptian princess. I think, throughout the entire dream, I was always the Egyptian princess (and priestess, I believe) . . . it was as if a past life was reinacting something I in my current life had already done. It was still me, still the same person, but I was beautiful and elegant and regal. Nobody had known I was this princess because someone else was acting for me as I did mundane activities.

Everyone gathered into a house and hid; they were looking for shelter from Mother Nature. I had already experienced this. I knew nothing terrible was going to happen, so I went in search of the acting princess in my absence. I eventually found her, although she was really a he, and began to strip him of his clothing in front of some other people who didn't know the difference. I quietly explained the situation, taking my clothes and dressing as quickly as I could. I may have told him to find shelter from the storm.

I quickly travelled back to where my classmates were hidden, and on the way, I walked next to my gorgeous Egyptian palace that had been brought there for me. It was a pinkish-peach sort of color with fountains and lovely plants, and I recognized it as my own. I didn't see too much of it. I also was looking down at myself most of the time . . . my clothing was lovely. I was wearing a simple gown, white and sleeveless, that reached to my ankles. I also had on one of those intricately detailed necklaces/collars that cover a great deal of the chest. A robe was draped around my shoulders, and it was pleated, almost looking like wings. I adjusted myself in the clothing a bit, holding my head down because it had begun to rain, and harsh winds had started to blow.

I finally reached the house, and I had to knock on a window to be let in. The entire time, I may have had a handmaiden with me, but I'm not sure. We were let into the house, and I searched it wildly for my companions, finding them all in separate rooms and making sure they were all right. I stayed in a certain room with a few people; one of them had hid in the bed, and the others were randomly scattered, finding shelter with each other. They clung to each other and themselves desperately in fear of the impending storm. I tried to comfort them; someone was shaking the bed, and I said that it would feel almost exactly like that, and that it was nothing to be alarmed about.

We obviously made it through the storm; I don't recall experiencing most of it. Next I knew, we were in my old choir classroom at high school, and someone else was there to teach us something. He was doing some sort of mind game where we had to switch letters around, or something. I immediately sank into a dream state, which simply was for me to say, "I could eat a fox" or something similar. The man teaching us stared at me, saying no one had ever gotten it that quickly; I didn't understand it, and I especially didn't understand how I had been pushed into a dream that knew the answer.

Maybe we pushed the moving date back so I could be in the musical; next I remember, it was a few days to the end of the year. I had to go to the library to extend the check-out on some books for a last-minute project. I had some of my own books from home in my bag, too. They were having class in the library [something they really did have to do at my high school when it became overcrowded]. I think I may have been on yearbook staff [I really was my senior year, but I dropped it for my final year of French] because I needed people's names. On the way to the library, my brother and his friend were there, and they were being total jerks. My friend Maple, in my dream, had an older sister, and her older sister worked behind the desk in the library. She asked me if I liked my brother, and I said I wouldn't like him until he liked me -- he treated me like crap. She gave me some sort of advice that I thought was pretty stupid.

I walked over into the area where the class was getting taught and sat at an empty desk temporarily. I just needed a place to put my stuff. I went back to Maple's older sister, got some list of names, and she told me some other thing was supposed to be added, too. I don't know what to call it . . . it was just paragraphs of stuff, maybe little memory things like, "You're my best friend, so let's always stay close, even when you go to France for the summer, blahblahblah." So I added that by pasting it above the names with notepad -- although I don't remember printing that out. Anyway.