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  <title>Mako</title>
  <subtitle>Mako</subtitle>
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    <name>Mako</name>
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  <updated>2009-04-05T16:37:05Z</updated>
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    <title>Snow</title>
    <published>2009-04-05T16:37:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-05T16:37:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dreamed that it snowed a foot last night and that I was running late for work.  It was awfully pretty to see, but damn, no one was happy about it at all.  I kept wondering how busy work would be if it was snowing and kept wondering if I should just bring a sled to sled down the hills with instead of trying not to fall over.  &lt;br /&gt;Also dreamed about someone learning how to kiss D:  Weird.  All the dreams were sort of color-less and grey.  And I think there were other dreams hidden around in there, but I cannot remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead it is a beautiful day~&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:27820</id>
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    <title>To Get In</title>
    <published>2008-07-19T13:36:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T13:36:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just had a very creepy dream about home and some man trying to get into it.  Mom and I were about to leave in the car (which was a lot smaller than our real car) and were setting the alarm (which we have on our house but not our garage.  The garage in the dream was a lot bigger, too) when suddenly, in the darkening light, I see a man standing there with what looks like a shell in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;And we're being caught in our own garage.&lt;br /&gt;I get scared and point him out to mom and we both sort of fall into hysterics (which is very unlike Mom) and she guns the engine and we escape.  The man, who had been nearing our car, mutters and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I was terrifed for the rest of the dream that someone had realized the way into our house.  And now I'm just creeped out that I had a sort-of nightmare about home and I'm nto there to protect it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then woke up at 3:15AM and thought it time to go to work.  Helpfully, my drunken roommate and the better part of my brain made me realize that no, it was &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; time to work as Breakfast wasn't even open yet.  *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:27583</id>
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    <title>Bad Reception</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T13:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T13:33:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dreamed of being in a large hotel-type building with a goodly number of my peers for some reason.  It was a nice place, but suddenly there was a fire-drill type thing!  So I headed for the stairs (I was on the 9th floor) and started hurrying down.  I grabbed a lost looking old man and huried him down the stairs. He ended up being rather spry, and we talked the entire way down. &lt;br /&gt;Once we made i t to ground floor, he bolted and I went to the meeting spot.  Talked to a very familiar girl about a pretty patchwork skirt in the glass cabinet, and told her that she should go to Dizzy  Lizzy's once we got back to Property.  WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then called Mom, because I hadn't packed and I had to boogie... she was unhappy because she had made me a cake and everything, and so I tried to make her happy, but my phone's reception started going, and then I couldn't hear her anymore.  Then Dad woke me up XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also people who wanted to kill others, magic, and ...things.  It was a weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:27386</id>
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    <title>France, or Bust!</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T18:57:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T18:57:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>FUJITANI Miwako - Watashi-tachi ni Naritakute</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dreamed that Katie, Christina, Lizzy, myself, and a gaggle of other random girls were all going to a school in England when one day Katie decided that we should all go to France.  .... So all of them, &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;, grabbed a few days clothing, a candle, and some good shoes and left.  We all walked in a line, silent, with our candles lit before us.  We thought we'd only have a day or two walk.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a rest-house that was a bit on the Japanese style, with sliding doors and deep hot bathes and yukata to wear.  So we all bunked down, though the sun was still up, and ran around giggling as if we were at summer camp.  Broke into the bathroom that wasn't open yet, and suddenly I had a baby alligator that needed water D:  So I put it in the bathtub, and let it swim around a bit.  No clue.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to call my parents, to explain why I was not at school and point out to dad, who would probably be angry, that he did the same thing when he was in college.  Got a call from Lizzy, who told me that she and Christina's room was right across the way from mine and waved out her window at me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on the elevator, but it went too high, making me believe that i was going to die *laughs*  The doors were open, so we could see each of the floors.  It was strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, it was a strange dream all around.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:26942</id>
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    <title>War-Dreams</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T15:48:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-23T15:48:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All I remember now is being carted through a busy white hallway.  I had been captured, I think, and wounded, and this place was a bit of a hospital crossed with a mental ward.  I was scared out of my mind, but chatted with one of the doctors for a little while about Kingdom Hearts, but that made the doctor who was pushing me very angry.&lt;br /&gt;He left me in a small classroom at a little desk with a binder on it.  He said something in a different language and left me there with the order to not do anything.  I remember thinking "This is why they give children binders..."  So they have something to draw on and keep from crying.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  The dream kept switching to the leader of the place, a large, fat man who was dictating where the wounded/captured would go.  My friends were there, too, but I couldn't get to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a really &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it kind of changed (I was woken up for a little bit) and I was standing in my back pantry at home (but I was still wearing the robe from the hospital place).  I was learning how to "use sea magic" from a lobster and my Mom.  All I had to do was spin my finger around and around in a glass jar full of seawater, but I couldn't get it to work.  My fingers were too short.  So i stuck my entire hand into it, got past the curving edge of the glass, and got it to work.  Everyone clapped as my Mom showed them that the water-tornado in the jar was magical (it was sparlking X3) and turned it upside-down to show.  It stayed in the jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I was woken up again.&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:26815</id>
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    <title>Halloween Dog</title>
    <published>2007-11-03T14:30:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-03T14:30:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dreamt of the day after Halloween last night.  and of forsome reason taking a very odd route to get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up a hill, worried about getting to class on time.  I stopped at a complete stranger's house and asked them if I could borrow their dog for a day.  They said sure, and so I walked their large dog the rest of the way.  But it seems like i didn't go to class anyways, because I was so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went home, where the dog seemed to have  turned into a cat.  I was holding it and carrying it around the living room, wondering where Suuki was.  Went to bed in my dream, and the next day got up to go to school again.  Jenn was there and we talked of dogs and cats and how the dog i borrowed was a very gentle soul.&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from a friend saying that they had a mermaid that was going to be following me around.  It was kind of like Junior Elves...&lt;br /&gt;So i stressed in my dream how I would get to the house where the dog lived &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; get to class on time... i don't know how i did it, but my school also looked a bit like my  middle school.  Huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a long bit of sitting on a side-way-sitting convertable car and looking at boats going under a bridge.  The bridge master was telling us why the boats were small, with a compact little shed in the middle.  Something about it and fire.  Don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I up at this time?  Seein' Daddy off as he leaves on a business trip to California.  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:26412</id>
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    <title>dogs and Dogs</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T21:03:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T21:03:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had many long, strange dreams last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a detailed sexual dream with some guy that i called in. Except... i was on top. O_o (it also seemed like my characters first time, too, and that I didn't know really what to do. And i was still a &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;girl&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, just I had manly bits, too. o_o; ) And then the room that we were in turned into an elevator, and people came in and i accidentally left the poor guy (who seemed to have passed out) in a corner and ran. It seemed like the second floor of Central, my school, and i was halfway across the place when i realized i forgot him and so i turned around and started running back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I got sidetracked and went into one of the rooms. The front of the room where the teacher was to speak was tall and cluttered. The front desk was on a mechanic that could lift it up and down, and there was a spiral staircase on wheels next to it. Above, there were many hanging wires. So many, that all the open places on the ceiling were being used by these wires. And at the end of each wire there seemed to be a game controller o_o; it was strange.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then the dream changed and I was running out of a little farm house with Katie, Emily, Alicia, and Alicia's father. And two dogs. It was pitch black outside, and we were told that some horible natural disaster was about to happen, so we were running. And Alicia's father was all of our father, and we were sisters. And so we all got crowded into a little car with the two dogs, and drove off. We passed through The Park and The Valley, and were driving down a rode to get to a bridge (while I'm loving the dogs &amp;lt;3) when there is a sudden crackling sound, almost like a gunshot, but more like breaking glass, right beside Emily's ear. (she's in the backseat with me and one of the dogs) We look over, and there is this hole about an inch wide in the back window, and it was running water into the car. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our driver, Alicia's father, got angry and said to stop the water but we couldn't o_o &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We reached The Bridge (where I dreamed a million years ago in preschool, that I jumped off it into the swirling mass to save some little kid. And then I drowned, I believe.) and were driving across it slowly. It was very high up, and there were people lining the sides. It seemed like we didn't want them to notice us, but that awas easy as they were paying more attention to the cranes and boats that were floating around it. So we got across...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then I woke up. o_o;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:26160</id>
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    <title>Fat and Happy</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T15:38:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T15:38:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dreamed that I was &lt;i&gt;pregnant&lt;/i&gt; and was at the hospital getting ready for poppin' the baby out.  I was a little nervous, but a bundle of friends were showing up to give me support and that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know who the father was, though o_o&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;i&gt;weird.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:25961</id>
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    <title>AeroPlanes of Blue</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T19:08:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T19:08:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a pretty blue airplane/space ship that I drove like a car.  It was small, two layered, and could carry heavy weights.   I had to take some snobbish girl down to Australia, which was a long ways away and I didn't think we could make it without filling up with more oil. &lt;br /&gt;It didn't help that they girl was plotting to have me carry all of her stuff &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; a little submarine with my little plane.  o_O; she was always smoking, and always on the cellphone.  &lt;br /&gt;I was trying to get off of the sidewalk, and ended up backing up over it.  We went down a little ramp and one of the wheels caught, flipping us onto our side.  I watched as one of the wings crunched and was frantic to get us upright again.  The other girl was still on her cellphone saying something like "Oh, we fell over."  So we somehow &lt;i&gt;heaved&lt;/i&gt; and the plane propped upright again.  I was able to go and see that the wing was perfectly alright o_o  I also managed to run over an old, thick paintbrush that was heavy with blue paint.  I was more worried about my plane, but the girl went crazy about the broken brush, saying how it was very old and how could i? D:  9_9&lt;br /&gt;Where we stopped, the other girl got out and started cleaning dust out of an old microwave that was sitting in a open-street store, an antique store kinda.  I parked my plane next to the shop, and spent the rest of the dream brushing rust dust at the girl with a hand broom and pondered flying my plane to Australia and how it would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up by the phone -_-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:25734</id>
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    <title>Drowning in Shallow Water</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T18:03:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T18:03:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a long-ish dream about race cars and racing adn all this hullaballoo that led up to a small group of young people and I trying to figure out how to get off of teh racing platue (or however you spell it) and down to the water, where we were supposed to be getting our own ...something.  Dragon-types, i think?  I was frusturated, though, because the one way that i could see down did not work.  The leader fellow, an older guy who was supposed to help us, coughed a little, nodding in another direction, at a bridge that led out to an elevator.  bridge was about maybe three feet wide, and very thin, and i noticed these things as i ran across it.  there were no handrails or guards or any such thing, and a very high drop if you stepped wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;I got onto my hands and knees to get under a metal bar, and got rather stuck for a little bit.  Couldn't get my hips past it while i was on all fours, so i had to do some wiggling.  &lt;br /&gt;The entire group finally got past it and to the elevator and down to this covered dock by the water, under the bridge. There we were told to pick a log and to hold onto it, don't let it go.  These logs were all cut  to be about half my height in girth, and about four 'n a half, five feet long.  one end was a straight cut off, the other side tappering into a cut. &lt;br /&gt;I was the first person on, i think thrown on, and i bobbed around the little area while the others both laughed at me clinging to it like  a scared cat and got their own. &lt;br /&gt;I was nearly back to teh dock when the nose of the log dipped down and flipped  me into the water, under the log.  I didn't let go and swim up because the instructor had taught us to never let the log, or whatever it was going to be, go when it flipped you. &lt;br /&gt;So i took extremely deep breathes that would kill someone, and counted them.  did it three times, before i opened my eyes, remembering something else that the instructor had said about you having four breaths before you were safe, or dead.  When i opened my eyes, i thought i was still under water and so thrashed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Ends up that i was lying on my couch, blinking at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an interesting, odd, wet and rather cold dream o_o&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:25567</id>
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    <title>Sugar Dream</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T14:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-10T14:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">half-dreamed while out on the chez`, something about watching a trailer for a movie.  A very pretty movie, that seemed to be linked to "Okami" with the whole bringing plant-life back together.  It was very grey, with old style dresses and such.  old bridges, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up a little move while watching the news on TV and could have &lt;i&gt;sworn&lt;/i&gt; i saw some BREAKING NEWS about Mt. Grizzly errupting.  o_o my father called to see if i was awake (early shift, oh yes) and i told him that the mountain was errupting, and he was clueless as to what mountain i was talking about.  and the news station has yet to go back to it.  hell, i don't even know if the place exsists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:25298</id>
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    <title>Sea-side</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T18:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-14T18:13:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Spill Canvas - The Tide</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Had a long dream of being down on the peirs (at work?) and being picked up by my dear friends :3  Katie, Emily, Alicia 'n Hayley were there, and we all wandered around down in the shops and found a where's waldo-type book about guppies o_O;  odd.  but it was a fun dream... people seemed a bit aggitated towards the end, but i do not know why o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up too fast to remember most of it, though XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:25009</id>
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    <title>Duncans?</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T17:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T17:44:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had a long, long dream of some small town and small-town drama and spite, and a young couple's problems and ice-cream 'n all of the sudden fall was there with a gust of wind o_O; &lt;br /&gt;and being in a store much like Duncan's watching a pair of birds get &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt; of their cages and pick up twigs and pieces of food and then fly back to their cages and Tessa chasing the cats away from the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odd dreams.&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:24647</id>
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    <title>Granny's House</title>
    <published>2006-06-11T16:55:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-11T16:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dreamed that the people who owned my Granny-ma's hous were renting out the three floors above ground level (that don't exsist in real life) out to a dorm and i got one on the second floor.  Dream just moved on to me looking in my fish tanks and they were &lt;i&gt;disgusting&lt;/i&gt; like woah.  Really, really bad.  bleck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was awoken, then.  &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:24474</id>
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    <title>mako_dream @ 2006-05-11T10:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T17:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T17:27:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>We Love Katamari - Tsuyogari Katamari</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A long, full dream that i think started out with me walking home from school on a sandy strip of grass sectioned off from a beach. I had a messanger bag, and it was very heavy on one side.  i can't remember what happened before this, but a girl that i had met at wherever we had been (school?) came running up next to me.  We started talking, and then started running for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;It was like a giant race, and we were dashing every which way across the sandy grass.  I think at first i was trying to get away from her, but as we ran, it became more of a game.  I started running using my hands as well, and she commented on that as we dashed over dunes and hills and it was just amazingly fun. We made to part ways, but each time we did, we ended up running back to each other. Ended up in an old, airy warehouse where the girl disappeared and i was just wandering around.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, four women in long dresses appeared and asked me who I was and what i was doing there.  They were incredibly nice.  I told them that i had found the place while playing with someone named Cinderella. (Yeah. Cinderella.)  They all nodded and smiled and it turned out that she was one of their sisters.&lt;br /&gt;So i sat down with one of the sisters on a couch, the others sprawled out on chairs and things, and we talked about the number of young people (all dressed in medival outfits) were doing in the room next to us.  they were just &lt;i&gt;sitting&lt;/i&gt; there, not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;As we were about to get up to try to wake them up, some dark men came in and said that it was time to end this, and all of the doors disappeared.  He said something about their father and something about killing us, but i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;I think i woke up then at my alarm clock...&lt;br /&gt;but then went back to sleep to dream about dollfies and putting together one and then two brothers sitting together and it was fun.  But not as fun as the running.  &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it was also hard to fall back to sleep with your suitemates making such noises.  everyone seemed like they were fighting and yelling and slamming doors, and it didn't sound like just Brittany and Stephanie in there.  o_o;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:24115</id>
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    <title>Frog Prince</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T18:27:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T18:27:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Within Temptatio - Somewhere</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Only remember part of my dream.  We were watching an old news clip (well, not that old.  a few months or so old) about a space ship that had gone into space to take pictures of a planet.  As we watched it, we found out that four of the five people in the space ship had died on the way there, and that the last man had been left to try to fix the ship alone.  But the ship got dragged into a planet's orbit and somehow went careening down onto the planet.  Somehow the man lived, but he needed help badly. &lt;br /&gt;Especially as a troup of what looked like armed &lt;i&gt;frogs&lt;/i&gt; started heading towards him with pitchfork-like weapons o_o; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, this is all i remember O_o;&lt;br /&gt;(also woke up with Utada Hikaru's "Keep Tryin'" stuck in my head XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:23812</id>
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    <title>Ocean Waves</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T20:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T20:18:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Arlo Guthrie - City of New Orleans</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I dreamed of the ocean, i do believe.  Tide-pools and warm water.  It would seem that i was a creature that lived &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; said tide-pools and the ocean, but could get out if i wished.  i don't really remember =\&lt;br /&gt;All I remember is standing in a shack by the sea going through a dish of sushi, picking out some fresh salmon (which owns my soul) and finding a tiny piece of Maguro (tuna) in there as well.  I turned to the cashier and asked her how much it was.  I misheard her to say $21 for a tiny piece of fish, but it ended up being $1.... after i'd eatten it already. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't have any cash, so i paid her in dimes and nickles XD;  i remember in my dream counting out the exact change ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to someone pounding on the door yelling "LET ME IN!" o_O;  went out to see but no one was there.  huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:23794</id>
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    <title>Silver Hats and the Queen in White</title>
    <published>2006-03-25T17:51:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-25T17:51:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another V for Vendetta Dream.&lt;br /&gt;I was Evey, i guess o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying in bed, scratching my left ribcage trying to get some red dust off it.  I had been trying to think of something to dress Jessen up in and was thinking of making him Indiana Jones, but was trying the dirt on me first.  I look up, and there is V, eyeing me and wondering what the hell i am doing, i bet.  He asks me if i am ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;"Eh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Come on."  He moves to leave the doorway and so I jump up to follow him.  All i am wearing is a long black shirt that somehow covers me to the middle of my thighs. o_o;  We wander down some very long, dark hallways and get to a dark theatre.  We sit down in old chairs in the very back, under the balconies, and get ready to watch the show.  Other people come in to watch as well, magnificent people, all dressed up in old English dresses and outfits with powdered wigs and everything.  I felt intimidated, so i moved closer to V and pulled a piece of fabric that had been on the couch next to me over myself. &lt;br /&gt;We watched the play and i cannot remember what it was about.&lt;br /&gt;After the play, the other people all stand up and start milling around.  (I swear, one of them was one of our life-drawing models, Lori)  The man gets up infront of me and says that they should honor the actresses and actors by giving us, the audiences names.  They seemed really excited about it and so started.  Get halfway through the lists when they decide to name me "The Queen of White" who was the main character of the play. they all clap and bow at me, while some of the other ladies are behind the chairs, trying to open the shades on the small, boarded up windows.  I turn to watch them, rather sprawling out on the couch next to V, and realize that opening the windows is a Very Bad Thing. &lt;br /&gt;They manage to open them with dimes, just running the coins down the center of the ancient paper and dragging it off the window.  They look out (as do all of us) and one of the ladies mentions how life-like it really is.  "Oh look, it's snowing!" &lt;br /&gt;it seems like we were in a place where looking out the window is just not happening.  So we all look, V included.  The snow had stopped but the streets were very empty and creepy.  The building across the street from us was very dark and moody like the theatre we were in.  The lady who mentioned it was snowing mentioned she saw the moon.  She pointed across the street, while i looked and found it up in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;We got into an argument about where the moon was when &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; saw the light that she was pointing at across the street. It was just a shimmer in the moonlight, but it was not a moon.&lt;br /&gt;Something made me realize that it was a Bad Thing, so i duck down behind the couch, next to V who is just watching with his mask on, seemingly content.  The lady who i was arguing with starts to try to pull a white hat off of my head, yelling that i did not deserve to be teh white queen and that she should have the hat instead.  I'm yelling at &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; to get &lt;i&gt;down you idiot.&lt;/i&gt;  But she would  not listen.  While she is arguing still, a ...something... a needle? Gets shot out from the place across the street, through our window, and shoots straight through her throat.  As she falls, the dream turns into the style of the graphic novel, and as she bleeds and falls to the ground before me, my alarm clock goes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_________O;&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:23373</id>
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    <title>Sakura</title>
    <published>2006-03-18T20:54:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-18T20:54:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Metallica - Low Man's Lyrics</lj:music>
    <content type="html">D:  I just remembered!  I dreamed about Sakura Flavored icecream! *_*  but it was Mochi-Ice-cream style and &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; if it wasn't delicious.  i had the last one.  We seemed to be at a festival..&lt;br /&gt;and i was picked up by someone who was supposed to be Hazel, but ended up being some... guy o_O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. iceskating in the dorm parkinglot and being given a used left hand for Jessen XD;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odd set of dreams i had.  very odd. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:23133</id>
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    <title>Coats</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T18:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T18:13:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Primadonna - Lucky Star</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I dreamed that i was walking behind three girls when i noticed that one of them, the youngest one, was Lizzy!  She was walking mighty fast and ended up leaving her two companions behind (though they were all talking to each other XD).  I was... in socks (no shoes) and running on the balls of my feet to catch up with her XD  managed to and it was just a big hug and laughing and fun.  it was awesome to see her again, even if it was just a dream ^_^&lt;br /&gt;there was also something about Tessa and my tiny paper towels XD;;</content>
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    <title>Dorm Rooms</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T19:31:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-05T19:31:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dreamed that my dorm room was actually just a bare, white, empty attic with lots of windows.  There was a little alcove that had nothing in it but white walls and a white floor, and i thought that it would be the perfect place for picture taking.  There was also a large, old, dark wood dollhouse that would not open and that had many little R2D2s in it.  The game was to try to get the little robots to the very top of the dollhouse without opening it up o_o; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a stream moving from one side of the hall to the stairs and down them o_o; XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, it was nice, i wish i had that room XD&lt;br /&gt;-Mako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the tip of my tongue is numb o_o;</content>
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    <title>Prez</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T18:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-08T18:00:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dreamed that Tessa-rin was sitting on my bed, her back against the wall, while i was &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; bed, telling me stories about how Bush got kicked out of his class because he would tell fart jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_o...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:22411</id>
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    <title>Fish Flakes</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T21:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T21:04:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I remember.  I went down to Tessa's room to just hang out or have company or something.  Maybe i had an idea for her fishies' names, i don't know.  Went in there, but couldn't find either Tessa or Brad, but Lindsey was in there, sprawled across her bed with a red light on in her room o_o  she grunted at me (lady-like) and i went out to look at the fish.&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that Lindsey's fish, Celest, was dying.  She had pop-eye and it was very far along, so her entire face looked swollen and painful.  Tessa and Brad can swooshing back in, and Lindsey got up.  I tried to tell Tessa that one of the fish was going to die and that if it wasn't taken care of, the other fish could very well catch it and die as well.  (me being the weird-o who babbles of fish)&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a rough look, said "Go over there" and closed the door in my face o_o  I didn't understand why, so i went over to the other corner of the room anyways &lt;strike&gt;like the good puppy i am&lt;/strike&gt; and waited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she ever did come back out. &lt;br /&gt;But i don't remember the rest of my dream much, so who knows n.n;;&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:22122</id>
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    <title>Willow</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T19:10:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T19:10:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Waterboys - The Whole of the Moon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The wind howls outside, so i dream of winter and the Passes and trying to catch two seater buses that don't have any sides.  I help someone who is supposidly my Mother in cleaning a place called "Annie's Antiques and &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;" (i don't remember the rest) and washing floors.  Was the youngest of the group, so it was my job to scrub floors with soap and a rag.  But due to the ice on teh Pass, i was late getting home.  The ice was bad in a way that you had to stop your car, get out, and &lt;i&gt;ice skate&lt;/i&gt; home on it.  I was doin' rather well, i thought.  The woman in front of me was doing it backwards, and when she reached solid ground again, she bowed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that Bon Jovi was in there as well.  *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;and it is mighty cold in the house again.  *goes to turn up the temperature*&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mako_dream:21960</id>
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    <title>Out of Space and Out of Mind</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T18:45:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T18:45:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some w-inds. song XD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So after a few weeks of dreaming only in black and white, i finally got a dream in color.   I was at a JRock convention, and i felt so so so very out of place with all of the beautiful and punked out fans that were there, all with their hair dyed somehow and piercings and cool clothing. &lt;br /&gt;But they were all so nice, and talking about how they were going to share their music.  Somehow we did it through our cellphones, and suddenly everyone's CDs were being swapped through our phones. o_o &lt;br /&gt;the one that they wanted me to listen to the most was some band called "Die n hyde" O_o;  "Flames" was there as well XD and some other band...&lt;br /&gt;we got in, but i could not find my seat as they were all organized by name.  and i couldn't find my name on any of the seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also weasle/ferret/fuzzy creatures in the toilets of the airport/trainstation that i had been in that came out of the drain when you flushed the toilet.  o_o  they were cute,but it was rather disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh~&lt;br /&gt;-Mako</content>
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