Story Time

Dear Wal,

I have a whole series of weird dreams to tell you about. I've been procrastinating. Sorry about the gaps in posts. It's been a rough two weeks back to school after spring break. My two favorite teachers are leaving. One is coming back though.
Anyway, strange dream time.

Marooned in an Ice Desert
So I and a few other people (I don't remember who they were) were standing in this physicist's study. It had bookshelves everywhere and an arched hallway that lead off to another room. There was light coming from the room. The room we were in was dark. The physicist was showing us this device, it looked like a motherbox from Young Justice, and explaining to us that he had invented artificial telepathy. I remember thinking that made Miss Martian totally obsolete. Anyway, he was explaining that it could be used for training exercises when he said: "Hey guys, look what it does when I do this!" (with a 8D look on his face) and threw it against the wall before promptly stomping it into the floor.
And then all of a sudden we were in the middle of an ice desert during a massive blizzard. This dude and this gal I was with in the study (I think they were part of this team of superheroes I made up-they all had names like Image, Improve etc.) were trying to close up this blue spacecraft I was in. It was this really cool crystalline shade of cobalt, and it had three-four different layers to it that you had to close. It was made to keep stuff out. There was something else out in the desert besides cold that we were hiding from. The dude and the gal got the ship closed up and were talking about what to do next, you know what bits of the ship they needed to close next, when the scene cut to Jason crawling through the ventilation system. He was yammering away, and a bigger dude who had a constant expression of "Duuuuuur :P' on his face was following him. I think they were stowaways. Jason heard something up ahead, something rustling in the vents. There were these spidery things, I don't know exactly what they looked like, and Jason said they were called cracker jackers. Like tracker jackers only not. I guess they jack people's crackers.
Anyway, the "Duuuur :P" dude came up in front while Jason was flipping out and took a whole flock of the cracker jackers out at once. Two seconds after, a bunch of shades of glass or ice or something, I don't know what, lodged themselves around the outside of the vent Jason and the "Duuuur :P" dude were in. The "Duuuuur :P" dude slapped a cover over the vent so no more could get in.
Jason was completely blown away by all this. Apparently his buddy didn't have too many awesome skills. The "Duuuuur :P" dude explained to Jason you had to kill them all at once before they attacked. Why all at once? I have no idea. Then my dream cut off because I rolled over to fix my alarm clock. Because I was pretty sure it wasn't going to go off at the right time. I don't remember if it did.

Zombie Apocalypse
Okay, so we've all had one of these. I still lived in Florida, and I was escaping from the zombies. Apparently they were everywhere except the Kennedy Space Center. There was a hub of safety and resistance gathering there, so that's where I was fleeing to. There was a huge wall around the whole complex, and there were these Star Wars style guns set into the wall. But something wasn't right. There were holes in the wall everywhere and a thick coat of dust covered everything. The guns didn't look like they were functioning.
I got inside and I was running around looking for anyone who was still alive (being chased by zombies, of course) and I found this huge old theater on the outskirts of the center. It was made of creeky old wood like an old, graying barn, and there were these walkways all across the ceiling for the equipment and stuff. I remember there being lots of windows. This dude was showing me around, I don't remember who he was, and I told him he needed to get some plywood and board up all the windows. Instead we put all the blinds down. Not sure how that was supposed to stop the zombies but we were all confident that we were safe after we did that. I think it had something to do with blocking out lights from the theater, like if the zombies saw our lights were on then they would attack us.
So then he took me into this long anti-chamber and we sat down with a bunch of other survivors for some lunch. There was this girl cooking fast food, and I had chicken strips and fries. Then I asked for tator tots and she pulled out this bag of frozen carrots to fry. We had a ridiculous huge long discussion about how many I wanted before she put them in to fry. Then Robin (Dick Greyson from Young Justice) sat down next to me and started talking to me. I don't remember what he said but we eventually got around to how his parents died because someone had sabotaged the trapeze. And then I figured out I was Batgirl from Batman:  Thrillkiller.
The last thing I remember was backing out to the full-page spread of a comic book showing me against the background of Batgirl's mother laying in that pool of blood, and Robin with his parents laying in a bloody pile in the circus ring before my alarm clock rang.

Horse Camp Fail
I go to this annual 4-H clinic every year, and it's a blast. You're supposed to get there the day before everyone starts riding, but for some reason in my dream we didn't end up getting there in time. So we were there the day of. In the morning at 8:00 there's a mandatory safety meeting you have to go to, and me and Katie (she's a friend who comes with me almost every year) were rushing around trying to get everything set up and the horses settled into there stalls and still make it to the safety meeting. I had Buzzy settled in, but she wasn't finished with Montana yet so I yelled at her to hurry up and glanced at the clock. It was 8:15.
Finally we got finished, but we missed the safety meeting, and we had to go with all the other people who ride gaited horses at the clinic to this classroom. We walked in a long procession, headed my math teacher and my English teacher. Both of those teachers are the ones that are leaving. Anyway, I have no idea why the rest of the gaited class was with us. I knew we were there because we missed the safety meeting. I had even less of an idea why my math teacher and my English teacher were there.
So Mr. Searcy (math teacher) put in a movie for us. It was a fairy tail about a prince going to save a princess, (no duh) and they were all covered in glitter. The prince had a purple glittery costume. There was a grand total of one horse in the entire movie. I remember hearing Mr. Searcy talking to Miss Wright (English teacher) and saying that they should show a horse movie, but they had no idea what to pick. They had no idea what to teach us. It was sad.

These are the weird dreams I've been having for the past three days. Yeah. I know. I should have posted all this separately but it didn't happen, because I've been insanely busy and this is the first time in a while I've been able to just sit down and type a huge elaborate post. This post will probably be updated with sketches of all the strange things I dreamed about.

/endrant

P.S. You know, I forgot the third dream halfway through this post and then conveniently remembered it when I was reaching the end of the second dream.