Ground Hog Mario Joey: 2015-02-17 1 PM: OI Q.1 TP.HCM, VN: JSA: I awoke to this dream at about 1 PM Today: Tuesday:
My dream was mostly a cross between the film Ground Hog Day & video games like Mario Bros including the Sunken Ship level.
I was Mario and I was myself and I was like living life and in a film and game at the same time and I went through a cycle where I was repeating the same day over and over again. I am not even sure if I was suppose to repeat the same days again or not. I would run through an airport or through a mall or a place with a bunch of people and I would say hello to girls and try to kiss them or something before heading to my death or something to die or to save the world or something.
If I were to survive, then I hope the girls can find me. I am not sure what this dream means and I don't know why i was running around and I don't know how I was going to save the day. After running through the airport, I go through a trapdoor or something and I end up in the Shunken Ship from Mario World in SNES. I had to be careful around ghosts on a ship under water. i have to learn how to breath under water. I don't know if I died after that or not. there might be camp cabins in thsi dream and Peter Pan and flying around the room or just sitting on the bunk beds.
In another part of the dream, I am at my neighbors, Kyle and Mike Vanderzanden, space 162, 3839 Pacific Ave, Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. I grew up in space 163 in a trailer park ghetto in real life.
In this dream, my aunt Karen Williams was living there as well or at least sometimes. There might have been a maid there as well.
We were watching something or I was watching something in my room, but my room was in their house. I might have been in a different room as well but it was in space 162 and the goverment or TV world contacted me like on my phone or to my brain or on the screen.
they said I have to register my TV like you do with taxes with the IRS. So, I was going to talk to Mike or Karen or something about this situation. I think I woke up after this maybe.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Fire & Planes: 2015-02-06 9 AM
Fire & Planes: 2015-02-06 9 AM: in my room, Q.1 HCM: JSA: I awoke now to a dream about me, my only brother, Rick Arnold, airplanes, & fire.
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Like Link, looking for Zelda, and like Mario & Luigi on a quest for Princess Peach Toadstool, me & my not-Italian brother were on a hunt for Red October. Actually, I'm not sure what we were doing, but we were at our original house which caught on fire at one point during my dream.
We grew up in a trailer in a ghetto in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. Our neighborhood was not really a ghetto but I was still sad to see our house in flames. I threw water on it and there were structure problems with our house. The wood was decaying and it was full of things like a train car.
At one point, dad was home and he got angry and he was talking about some things maybe but I don't remember what he said. He was Vodka drunk and I shouted-whispered into ears some things to calm him down and to make him laugh and then he left for like work or something. He was haed of hearing but I knew how to talk to him. Some people are horse whisperers, but I am a dad whisperer.
Most of the dream involved me and Rick travelling via bikes or maybe walking or I am not sure really down valleys like those in Oregon. We went to an airport and saw an airplane going to Australia. We were like on a hill or maybe even a mountain. We let the airplane leave and I was thinking about looking for a plane that could go to America. We could have hopped on that plan to the land down under. We were feet from the door.
I thought we were already in America. Maybe we were NOT in America. Were we in Vietnam? What were we doing and where were we going? We talked a little in this dream but I am not sure of the details. I forget most of this dream and this is just scratching the surface of it all.
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Like Link, looking for Zelda, and like Mario & Luigi on a quest for Princess Peach Toadstool, me & my not-Italian brother were on a hunt for Red October. Actually, I'm not sure what we were doing, but we were at our original house which caught on fire at one point during my dream.
We grew up in a trailer in a ghetto in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. Our neighborhood was not really a ghetto but I was still sad to see our house in flames. I threw water on it and there were structure problems with our house. The wood was decaying and it was full of things like a train car.
At one point, dad was home and he got angry and he was talking about some things maybe but I don't remember what he said. He was Vodka drunk and I shouted-whispered into ears some things to calm him down and to make him laugh and then he left for like work or something. He was haed of hearing but I knew how to talk to him. Some people are horse whisperers, but I am a dad whisperer.
Most of the dream involved me and Rick travelling via bikes or maybe walking or I am not sure really down valleys like those in Oregon. We went to an airport and saw an airplane going to Australia. We were like on a hill or maybe even a mountain. We let the airplane leave and I was thinking about looking for a plane that could go to America. We could have hopped on that plan to the land down under. We were feet from the door.
I thought we were already in America. Maybe we were NOT in America. Were we in Vietnam? What were we doing and where were we going? We talked a little in this dream but I am not sure of the details. I forget most of this dream and this is just scratching the surface of it all.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Jenna: 2015-01-30 Fri 9 AM
This morning, I had this dream: Jenna: 2015-01-30 Fri 9 AM: Joey Arnold: in my room: Old Ink: 219/9 Pham Ngu Lao, Q.1, TP.HCM, Vietnam.
Jenna, VN: shopping cart fun: VN students in my original USA room, a flood:
My dream had a few dreams, including a reunion with my 1st Year WOLBI NY classmate Jenna Falconeria. I don't know if I spelled her last name right, but I do know that I said some things to her in my dreams was chasing her like in the Salvation Army Tualitin Valley Corp's parking lot or something. I was pushing her in a shopping cart and was having a good time with a friend that I met 11 years old in real life.
I was also getting back some of my old English classes that were on like a Christmas Break or something. They came to my original house in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA, even through my classes are with the Vietnamese in Saigon, Vietnam.
We needed to start our class or to do something. So, I lead my students to my bathroom and turned on the shower. I went to listen to the wall and turned off the water. I guess the water was not necessary. I don't know why I turned it on. I apologized or something to my students. In my room, I saw the water leak into my room and to my mattress on the floor. It was a problem but this problem was never this bad in real life.
My memory is fuzzy about other things that might have been in the dream.
Jenna, VN: shopping cart fun: VN students in my original USA room, a flood:
My dream had a few dreams, including a reunion with my 1st Year WOLBI NY classmate Jenna Falconeria. I don't know if I spelled her last name right, but I do know that I said some things to her in my dreams was chasing her like in the Salvation Army Tualitin Valley Corp's parking lot or something. I was pushing her in a shopping cart and was having a good time with a friend that I met 11 years old in real life.
I was also getting back some of my old English classes that were on like a Christmas Break or something. They came to my original house in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA, even through my classes are with the Vietnamese in Saigon, Vietnam.
We needed to start our class or to do something. So, I lead my students to my bathroom and turned on the shower. I went to listen to the wall and turned off the water. I guess the water was not necessary. I don't know why I turned it on. I apologized or something to my students. In my room, I saw the water leak into my room and to my mattress on the floor. It was a problem but this problem was never this bad in real life.
My memory is fuzzy about other things that might have been in the dream.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Sex 2014-12-10
I awoke from a sex dream today 2014-12-10 Wednesday 10 AM in my room 219/9 Pham Ngu Laos Q.1 P.PNL Q.1 TP.HCM Vietnam.
I was in my original room having sex and kissing and pleasing an Asian or tan woman or girl that I knew or know. I do not know who she was. She was probably not Tiffany Cumbo. She might be Kathy Thao Duong, who stole my bike in real life in 2013 in HCM. My name is Joey Arnold Original Oatmeal Joseph Scott L4OJ Ojawall Forest Grove Oregon USA.
I was with a girl and we were on my original bunk bed of my original room. I am the original oatmeal after all. we or I or she closed the curtain of the window. The bed was parallel and touching the wall and window. We were probably concerned with getting caught in the sex act, but it was mostly her that was concerned and I was only trying to sexually please her in bed. In real life, I do not have sex with people and I am waiting for marriage. I was born 1985-02-11 Monday 7 AM PST apx Forest Grove, Oregon.
I was in my original room having sex and kissing and pleasing an Asian or tan woman or girl that I knew or know. I do not know who she was. She was probably not Tiffany Cumbo. She might be Kathy Thao Duong, who stole my bike in real life in 2013 in HCM. My name is Joey Arnold Original Oatmeal Joseph Scott L4OJ Ojawall Forest Grove Oregon USA.
I was with a girl and we were on my original bunk bed of my original room. I am the original oatmeal after all. we or I or she closed the curtain of the window. The bed was parallel and touching the wall and window. We were probably concerned with getting caught in the sex act, but it was mostly her that was concerned and I was only trying to sexually please her in bed. In real life, I do not have sex with people and I am waiting for marriage. I was born 1985-02-11 Monday 7 AM PST apx Forest Grove, Oregon.
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Tsunami
I awoke from an End of the World kind of dream. I was with family & friends, or with actors, characters, or random people in this dream. Right now, it is 9 AM Sunday morning, 2014, November 9. I'm Joey Arnold Original Oatmeal, American English Teacher from Forest Grove, Oregon, L4OJ, ojawall. I live in a room in Q.1, TP.HCM, Vietnam at the moment since 2014-10-10. I was born 1985 and have taught English in Vietnam since 2012.
In the dream, we were surviving like people in the Walking Dead or we were just part of a small town or summer camp community club or something. We saw rain, thunder, lighting, & stuff like that one day. We were up high in a building or warehouse. We looked out the window and could see the Pacific Ocean or some ocean or something. We saw like lighting and a flash or something go into the water.
After that, somehow that cause a tsunami tital wave like the one that hit Japan some years ago. The waves reached land & hit our building maybe some water got in and knocked us down and knocked down the building. After that, we had to rebuild. I had to find my bags again and move them. I was like camping or a tourist or something with bags.
We had to save people or help people and rebuild. Later, I was outside & thinking that other people (not from our group) might shoot me with arrows. I thought about whether or not I could dodge arrows or not. After that I woke up & was happy that it was not the end of the world and sad because I wanted to know what might happen next in that kind of world.
I do not remember having a dream like this before.
In the dream, we were surviving like people in the Walking Dead or we were just part of a small town or summer camp community club or something. We saw rain, thunder, lighting, & stuff like that one day. We were up high in a building or warehouse. We looked out the window and could see the Pacific Ocean or some ocean or something. We saw like lighting and a flash or something go into the water.
After that, somehow that cause a tsunami tital wave like the one that hit Japan some years ago. The waves reached land & hit our building maybe some water got in and knocked us down and knocked down the building. After that, we had to rebuild. I had to find my bags again and move them. I was like camping or a tourist or something with bags.
We had to save people or help people and rebuild. Later, I was outside & thinking that other people (not from our group) might shoot me with arrows. I thought about whether or not I could dodge arrows or not. After that I woke up & was happy that it was not the end of the world and sad because I wanted to know what might happen next in that kind of world.
I do not remember having a dream like this before.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Adam Does Not Understand
People unfairly banned Joey Arnold from a group called Another side of Vietnam on Facebook after he was only trying to defend himself from the false accusation that he was being accused of around February 2014. To this day, people continue to treat Joey unfairly and blame it on him. Here is a new example as follows:
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