I dream of.......disaster?

Here are a couple more of my crazier dreams. The first one honestly creeped me out when I initially had it, while the second make me feel disappointed to wake up after everything. I would really like to start up a dream experiment where people would submit to me their dreams and as a collective whole, analyse them to determine whether the dreams have a huge tie to waking life, the ability to forecast the future, or portray a more accurate picture if the dreamer themself. Either way this will be a very interesting experiment.

To perform the experiment/begin your dream journal you will need a few things:

• A notebook, journal, or writing paper to write down your dreams. (or as you get better at remembering, you may even use a computer to type them up). 
• A pen/pencil/maker/crayon/computer/blood/paint/dung/ anything you wish to use to write your dreams down in words on the paper (you're not using psychic paper now).
• Time (it will take anywhere from 10 seconds to an half-hour or more to write down your dream(s) depending on how much detail you wish to write down...feel free to draw out what you saw in your dreams). 

You can be as detailed, or vague as you want. Just write, and everyday. You'll also begin to notice your memory gradually improving as you continue to write your dreams down.

2008年 07月 09日/July 9th 2008
Evil web site and the strange procedure:
(fragmented)
I was sitting on my bed, reading something?(some book with medical diagrams) Mom called my from downstairs telling me to answer the phone. Grabbing the phone from her a person on the other end tells me that I HAVE TO Activate my account on the lenniiosiis(sp? there were a lot of 'i's' in it.) site, and hangs up. I type in the web address and some [art?/info?] site shows up. As I look towards the the top of the screen I see the my name is there next to the account/services/log-out buttons. I'm already logged on even though I've never been to this site before. (RC, Says this is all real, but I Knew I was Dreaming) I look at the account settings and see that the account information has yet to been filled out. Upon seeing this I walk back through the kitchen and up the stairs. I see my dad looking at some book at the top of the stairs.  He walks into his room. He calls me in and hands me a book and tells me to look up how to hook up the support straps to the protective cover he had to wear to to protect his back.He some procedure done that made his spine/ esophagus? stick out of his back like a embedded pipe between his head and lower back. I walk over to the bathroom and set the book on table (that for some reason was already there) and looked at the book for a few minutes. (it had a lot of demonstration pictures about how the procedure looks like after people have it and how to work the straps/covering/back armor and the danger of not wearing them.) I pick up the  two/ three straps and the covering/armor and help him put it on. I think to myself: "Why didn't they put it on him at the Hospital?". (then my mom comes and wake me up.)
(Note: Remember spelling and see if the Site is real.)

2008年 7月 12日/July 12th 2008; 1st Dream of the night.
The mysterious guy. / My adventure in Japan.
I find myself at a school of some sort.  There are nine of us in [science?] class. I lay my pencil down as the clock  strikes three. As I walk out of the room a guy walks beside me all the way out of the building. I somehow know him. Walking down the street we remember we have to shop for a few things, so we turn down a side road (left) towards the city. At the first store I bought some pencils to use for the next exam at school. The guy,  [Alexander?] goes to another store while I buy them. As I walk out he hands me a blue [rose?/object]. Smiling I accept it and he points to a bag hanging on his arm motioning that he already bought us dinner. We head back the way we came and walk back past the school until we reach an apartment complex. It is three levels high. His apartment is on the top level. We walk both flights of stairs until we reach his apt. Suddenly we are at the table eating raman noodles with chopsticks. As I head to the kitchen, I collapse to the floor. Grabbing a hold on the couch/bed I stare ahead of where I sit. Before my eyes(as a vision) I see myself leaning against bed, I am clutching my head in my hands. I observe myself as I mutter something to the guy next to me. I watch as the building collapses. When the dust settled, I was suddenly back in my body. I tell the guy what I just saw. He says not to worry, that he will not let me die. The ground begins to shake and he tells me to go stand on the balcony, I do as he says and run to the balcony. As I turn around, I see him run to the back room. Hey! I holler out, where are you going! Just then the building begins to fall. I run toward the room I saw him disappear into; midways I stop. I can see the building crumbling all around me. Suddenly I can feel myself falling; but yet, I'm still standing. I hear a guy call out "Laura!" [Me?] The ground stops moving and the ceiling stops just four feet above from where I sit. He [the guy from before] walks back into the room. Grabbing my hand, he helps me to stand. He smiles to let me know he's glad that I'm okay. He look toward the door and tells me we have to hurry. We begin to run toward the door.
[Then the cat wakes me up. X_X By pretending to case something under my covers. x_x;;]

Now to watch some Monty Python and drink some Moonstone Plum Sake~

May light always guide you, 

--The Empress Majik!~