Recent dreams containing judges

I saw that I was answering questions before some judges and all of a sudden one the judge tore the script where the results were recorded

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

Illuminati judges sentencing a series of flatulent humans to be broken on the wheel. Our Alien overlords snickering and placing bets on who would break first...

I was in a competition and all of the candidates were split into three teams with the task of creating a drama performance for the judges. I was the leader of one team and I was convinced that we would have a good chance of winning. The performance seemed to go well but them the other two teams seemed to perform far better even though their leaders, one of them being a past friend of mine and the other being a new friend, had no previous experience in drama. The dream ended with me entering a confused state as I realised that they were better than me and I thought I had no talent.

The judges described Mr Hannam as “more interested in and comfortable withTrinidad & Tobago has a well-developed human resource base. Education has been a prime focus of the development strategy since the nation’s independence. The workforce (approx. 611,500) is characterized by a high percentage of university graduates including those with postgraduate qualifications. Legal, administrative, information technology and general management skills are widely available, as well as scientific, technical and engineering skills specific to industries such as agriculture, construction and energy, including downstream from energy. Air Max 2009

My dream started with me being at Chesapeake High School. There was a fundraiser in which people would make the best homemade orange juice. People had stands set up all in the cafeteria and were ready to be judged for the grand prize. I wanted mine to be the freshest so I was going to wait to squeeze the orange until the judges came over. When they came to my stand, I reached under my table for oranges, but I realized I didn’t have any. I forgot to bring them and I lost the contest because I didn’t have any orange juice for the judges to taste.

I dreamt about legislatures judges

I was being rude to several celebrity judges

I am in a competition where we must kill each other and one will win. me and a few friends hold our breaths underwater and swim away, faking the judges so that we can escape the game and live. a friend's dad picks us up in a car and drives far away to safety. In the meantime, the judges from american idol are hunting us down, and they find one of my friends and stab her in the back with a knife, causing her to cry out and die a painful death. i am walking down a familiar path. i know where i am going, but i can't see. i have to trust my inhibitions to know that i am making the right turns.

My mother and i was at church being judges for a bake off while standing in line i said something to her that offended her. she started yelling really loud so the whole congregation could hear her. i laid my hands on her and rebuke the demon out of her in the name of Jesus so i thought. she got up running after me in the church and pulled out her gun.