Friday, April 24, 2015
Robot Steve Erkle Joey: 2015-04-25-Z-12PM Noon OI Q1 HCM
Robot Steve Erkle Joey: 2015-04-25-Z-12PM Noon OI Q1 HCM: in this dream, I was the Steve Erkle Robot from the TV show Family Matter. Steve Erkle made a robot in that show. I was pretending to be that robot during dinner in a big house. There were some girls that might have known that I was the robot or was pretending to be the robot but their parents may have not known and who knows what they thought. I was making sure that I walked and talked like the robot. I made sure I bent my knees enough. I don't know why I was a robot or why I was pretending. I don't know if it was just a joke or if I was under cover like as a cop, as in police, or what.........
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Locked In
Locked in my room. I was being closed in. They were glueing shut or ceiling my door. They were like keeping me stuck in my room. This was more a feeling that I felt even as I was awaking. It was not just a dream or a dream at all
2015-04-16 Thu 5 AM OI Q1 HCM JSA
2015-04-16 Thu 5 AM OI Q1 HCM JSA
Monday, April 13, 2015
Late: 2015-04-14 Tuesday 8 AM OI Q1 HCM VN
We were preparing for a trip on a school bus or a Tri-Met bus or a normal bus. We were packing and we went to a few places on the bus to pick up people on our trip. We stopped at some places for food, for people, for the bathroom, and for collecting stuff to take I think.
I was watching videos on the bus or something. The videos might have been old home videos from the Arnold Attic collection that began in real life when I was 10 years old in 1996 in America. I am not sure what I was watching. It is a big mess and I don't know where we were going.
We stopped at my original house trailer home, space 163 in Rose Grove, Forest Grove, OR, USA. I went inside for the bathroom and in order to grab some things maybe. I don't know what I was doing in my house. I don't remember. I just remember being in a hurry. I went back outside and the bus was gone. They left. I was going to call them and get on my bicycle or run after them. It would be hard since I don't know where they are going. I don't know what roads they may go on. About five seconds later after coming outside, a double decker bus came and began to turn like at a 180 degree turn to pick me up and to turn around. But that was not my bus and the bus tipped over but then the bus hopped back up like a transformer. there might have been another bus after that but I am not sure but I was mostly all alone and I was too late and I was sad and I woke up.
Becky Westberry may have been on the bus with us earlier. People from church may have been there and other people too. I am not sure if we were going to a church camp, like the Word Of Life West Coast Camp or not. I do not know or remember, but whatever it was, I wanted to go to but missed my opportunity
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May we not go off and miss our opportunities on our lives
I was watching videos on the bus or something. The videos might have been old home videos from the Arnold Attic collection that began in real life when I was 10 years old in 1996 in America. I am not sure what I was watching. It is a big mess and I don't know where we were going.
We stopped at my original house trailer home, space 163 in Rose Grove, Forest Grove, OR, USA. I went inside for the bathroom and in order to grab some things maybe. I don't know what I was doing in my house. I don't remember. I just remember being in a hurry. I went back outside and the bus was gone. They left. I was going to call them and get on my bicycle or run after them. It would be hard since I don't know where they are going. I don't know what roads they may go on. About five seconds later after coming outside, a double decker bus came and began to turn like at a 180 degree turn to pick me up and to turn around. But that was not my bus and the bus tipped over but then the bus hopped back up like a transformer. there might have been another bus after that but I am not sure but I was mostly all alone and I was too late and I was sad and I woke up.
Becky Westberry may have been on the bus with us earlier. People from church may have been there and other people too. I am not sure if we were going to a church camp, like the Word Of Life West Coast Camp or not. I do not know or remember, but whatever it was, I wanted to go to but missed my opportunity
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May we not go off and miss our opportunities on our lives
Monday, March 2, 2015
Dad's Tank, 2015-03-03 Tuesday 11 AM Q1 HCM JSA
Dad's Tank, 2015-03-03 Tuesday 11 AM Q1 HCM JSA: I just awoke from this dream that includes things about my father's tank and my room in our trailer that we grew up in.
I was back at home where I grew up in in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. My home was a trailer. We were looking at the house and my room had a window and maybe it was broken and I said that we should could put a door there instead of just buying a new window like we always do. It might not be too hard to do make the window hole bigger for the door and making porches can be easy as well. I wanted to have a better room that I could come in and out of faster.
One night, in the dream, I went to where Whiz Bang was last and i was at some stores in that area and I was looking around and I was not thinking about Whiz Bang but I was looking at the changes that place had since I was last there and I was talking to store owners and talking to others and walking around and I am not sure what happened exactly.
Later, I was at Katie's last house in PDX (Portland) or somewhere in that city and we were like talking to family like a family reunion and Karen Williams might have been there.
I was looking at old mail that my dad use to send me or that I sent to myself and I decided to throw away some of my old writings and things I drew that i sent myself from Portland to Forest Grove or something. Some of it I already scanned and copied. So, I didn't need some of it any more.
Later, we were on a bus to Forest Grove, or actually to a small city in Vietnam that reminds me of my hometown. It really was Forest Groove but I was thinking or pretending to think that it was Vietnam somehow and my mother and father were on the bus with me. I was sitting with my dad and my mom was in a seat in front of us. It was like bus 57.
I showed dad a file that says he bought a tank in 1974 or so and I asked why and he said just in case the airports closed and in case there were riots and in case he needed to travel to California.... that is all he said about that I think and I got off the bus and said bye to my parents as I went back to my house in Forest Grove and/or Vietnam.
The bus like turned around and I hoped that my parents are ok together since they divorced in 2008. But I forgot my keys and wallets which is sad because how am I suppose to get into my house. So, I thought that I should call my mom to ask her to leave my keys and things in Portland (wait, I thought we were in Vietnam... confusing).
I was back at home where I grew up in in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA. My home was a trailer. We were looking at the house and my room had a window and maybe it was broken and I said that we should could put a door there instead of just buying a new window like we always do. It might not be too hard to do make the window hole bigger for the door and making porches can be easy as well. I wanted to have a better room that I could come in and out of faster.
One night, in the dream, I went to where Whiz Bang was last and i was at some stores in that area and I was looking around and I was not thinking about Whiz Bang but I was looking at the changes that place had since I was last there and I was talking to store owners and talking to others and walking around and I am not sure what happened exactly.
Later, I was at Katie's last house in PDX (Portland) or somewhere in that city and we were like talking to family like a family reunion and Karen Williams might have been there.
I was looking at old mail that my dad use to send me or that I sent to myself and I decided to throw away some of my old writings and things I drew that i sent myself from Portland to Forest Grove or something. Some of it I already scanned and copied. So, I didn't need some of it any more.
Later, we were on a bus to Forest Grove, or actually to a small city in Vietnam that reminds me of my hometown. It really was Forest Groove but I was thinking or pretending to think that it was Vietnam somehow and my mother and father were on the bus with me. I was sitting with my dad and my mom was in a seat in front of us. It was like bus 57.
I showed dad a file that says he bought a tank in 1974 or so and I asked why and he said just in case the airports closed and in case there were riots and in case he needed to travel to California.... that is all he said about that I think and I got off the bus and said bye to my parents as I went back to my house in Forest Grove and/or Vietnam.
The bus like turned around and I hoped that my parents are ok together since they divorced in 2008. But I forgot my keys and wallets which is sad because how am I suppose to get into my house. So, I thought that I should call my mom to ask her to leave my keys and things in Portland (wait, I thought we were in Vietnam... confusing).
Monday, February 16, 2015
Ground Hog Mario Joey: 2015-02-17
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.
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.
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.
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