'Pre-Parties & Riot-Parties'
Date: 7 January 2020
Sleep times: 00:00 - 07:00 hours
Dream type: Normal
Additional:
- Dream Incubation Experiment - A Star Wars Adventure (Version 2) (Day 20) - Unsuccessful
- Plus: The wedding/marriage of Anakin Skywalker & Padme Amidala (specific 24-hour Star Wars-related dream incubation theme)
Scene 1
Location: A supermarket - or the university shop
Time: Unknown
Time: Unknown
I was walking around a supermarket - or perhaps the university shop, trying to buy food. I was hungry, so I began to eat a meat pie, reminding myself that I would have to hold onto the wrapper until I reached the checkout so that I could pay for it afterwards.
Scene 2
Location: My family home - a composite of an unfamiliar domestic interior and my Nan's house in Sheringham
Time: Night
Time: Night
It was early evening I think. I was in a home where I lived with various members of my family - both unfamiliar to me in real life, and also including many aspects which are similar/the same as my Nan's house in Sheringham. There was a party being held by my family - this was a 'pre-party' in preparation for a second 'riot-party' which was taking place elsewhere later that night. The only way to get to the riot-party was to drive there as there was no public transport links and it was far away. I had initially decided that I would not be going to the riot-party.
The pre-party in my family home was attended by members of my family and other people known to me in real life, as well as random, unfamiliar dream characters. My ex-boyfriend, PS was there with some of his (unfamiliar) friends. I was aware I was with PS at the pre-party - I am not sure if he was my ex, whether we had got back together, or whether we had never broken up at all. However, I was aware that I was dating AJ - I had clear knowledge that AJ was leaving prison for the night to attend at the riot-party. Everyone at the pre-party was going to the riot-party. This made me jealous and I was keen to go too, but everyone was acting as if I had already made up my mind. My Mum was trying to give me 'sugar eggs' (I cannot recall what these were supposed to be in the dream) as a substitute for me going to the riot-party, which was going to be dangerous and violent. I did not want the sugar eggs and was not happy about the idea of being 'fobbed off' in this way. I was frustrated and anxious.
I was in a room which appeared to be a living-room (unfamiliar to me in real life, but very typical and ordinary looking). I then became aware that 'Parsnips' (a woman who used to be obsessed with AJ and caused him many personal problems until we removed her from his life) was present at the pre-party and was going to also be attending the riot-party later. I did not want Parsnips - or PS - to come into contact with AJ without me being there too, so this was another source of stress. Parsnips looked much younger and smaller than she does in real life - she looked to be in her 20s, rather than late-30s and was only slightly taller than me and slim (AJ tells me she is very tall and fat in real life). She had shoulder-length blonde, straight hair, very pale and waxy-looking (perfect) skin and a nose piercing. I recognised her as Parsnips despite the physical differences. I felt her negativity towards me - at one point she shoulder-barged me and then sat in an armchair, staring at me in a hostile way. I felt threatened, but not exactly scared. My main concern was to make sure I could attend the riot-party which would mean finding someone who would give me a lift. Everyone was drinking alcohol and mingling at the pre-party, so I wandered around, until I found myself in a room which was identical to the living-room in my Nan's house in Sheringham. I was standing between the gas fire and the sofa, and had found my uncle GC. I knew GC was driving PS and his friends to the riot-party. I begged him to give me a lift too, but he said there was no room in the van he was driving (a navy one). I was trying to argue that I was his niece and should be prioritised above my ex-boyfriend and his random friends and was using the fact I wanted to see AJ (and did not want PS or Parsnips to meet AJ without me there). My uncle was telling me it was not possible for me to go in the van - I knew everyone wanted to prevent me attending the riot-party and I felt neglected and left out. I said it would be OK for me to sit on the lap of another passenger - the riot-party was illegal anyway, so it wouldn't matter if my uncle broke the law by carrying too many passengers in an unsafe way. He was unconvinced. I was becoming increasingly desperate, so I decided the only way to get everyone to let me attend the riot-party and organise transport for me would be to get black-out drunk. I wandered over to a table in the initial room where I had been shoulder-barged by Parsnips, and found a number of tumbler-glasses filled with neat whiskey, which I downed, hoping to get drunk. I cannot recall anything else about this dream.
The pre-party in my family home was attended by members of my family and other people known to me in real life, as well as random, unfamiliar dream characters. My ex-boyfriend, PS was there with some of his (unfamiliar) friends. I was aware I was with PS at the pre-party - I am not sure if he was my ex, whether we had got back together, or whether we had never broken up at all. However, I was aware that I was dating AJ - I had clear knowledge that AJ was leaving prison for the night to attend at the riot-party. Everyone at the pre-party was going to the riot-party. This made me jealous and I was keen to go too, but everyone was acting as if I had already made up my mind. My Mum was trying to give me 'sugar eggs' (I cannot recall what these were supposed to be in the dream) as a substitute for me going to the riot-party, which was going to be dangerous and violent. I did not want the sugar eggs and was not happy about the idea of being 'fobbed off' in this way. I was frustrated and anxious.
I was in a room which appeared to be a living-room (unfamiliar to me in real life, but very typical and ordinary looking). I then became aware that 'Parsnips' (a woman who used to be obsessed with AJ and caused him many personal problems until we removed her from his life) was present at the pre-party and was going to also be attending the riot-party later. I did not want Parsnips - or PS - to come into contact with AJ without me being there too, so this was another source of stress. Parsnips looked much younger and smaller than she does in real life - she looked to be in her 20s, rather than late-30s and was only slightly taller than me and slim (AJ tells me she is very tall and fat in real life). She had shoulder-length blonde, straight hair, very pale and waxy-looking (perfect) skin and a nose piercing. I recognised her as Parsnips despite the physical differences. I felt her negativity towards me - at one point she shoulder-barged me and then sat in an armchair, staring at me in a hostile way. I felt threatened, but not exactly scared. My main concern was to make sure I could attend the riot-party which would mean finding someone who would give me a lift. Everyone was drinking alcohol and mingling at the pre-party, so I wandered around, until I found myself in a room which was identical to the living-room in my Nan's house in Sheringham. I was standing between the gas fire and the sofa, and had found my uncle GC. I knew GC was driving PS and his friends to the riot-party. I begged him to give me a lift too, but he said there was no room in the van he was driving (a navy one). I was trying to argue that I was his niece and should be prioritised above my ex-boyfriend and his random friends and was using the fact I wanted to see AJ (and did not want PS or Parsnips to meet AJ without me there). My uncle was telling me it was not possible for me to go in the van - I knew everyone wanted to prevent me attending the riot-party and I felt neglected and left out. I said it would be OK for me to sit on the lap of another passenger - the riot-party was illegal anyway, so it wouldn't matter if my uncle broke the law by carrying too many passengers in an unsafe way. He was unconvinced. I was becoming increasingly desperate, so I decided the only way to get everyone to let me attend the riot-party and organise transport for me would be to get black-out drunk. I wandered over to a table in the initial room where I had been shoulder-barged by Parsnips, and found a number of tumbler-glasses filled with neat whiskey, which I downed, hoping to get drunk. I cannot recall anything else about this dream.
- When setting the mini/specific Dream Incubation theme - the wedding/marriage of Anakin Skywalker and Padme Amidala I had referred (in my Wild Vlog video) to the fact I have had a number of recent dreams about family gatherings/parties.
- I had a plan to host a party and invite a number of guests who had issues with one another - in order to instigate chaos and disorder.
- On the day of this dream I had been making notes for my human rights PhD - including case law on the right to protest.
- I hate eggs (AJ calls me 'Yokey Bear' as a pet name_ - we had discussed my hatred of eggs on the day of this dream and AJ had tried to convince me that one day I should try to eat 'eggy-bread' (i.e. French toast). I said I would never eat it - he indicated he meant savoury eggy-bread, not the version which is sweetened with sugar.
- The day before this dream AJ had drunk prison hooch and got drunk (then phoned me drunk) - he was later suspended from his job due to play fighting with his friends.
- AJ and I had discussed Parsnips on the day of this dream.
- The shoulder-barge relates to an incident I told AJ about which had led to the police being called for assault - AJ had said the 'victim' in this incident was over-reacting.
The marriage of Anakin Skywalker & Padme Amidala in Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones (2002)
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