Last night we had a ridiculous amount of hurricane force winds. It was unreal.
After watching tv, I went to sleep.
And had a scary dream.
I had a dream that there was this white guy who went into our backyard. He climbed our house and looked inside the windows to my parents bedroom. My parents were asleep, and I was the one that had that strange feeling of being watched. I looked at him and he dropped down to the ground. I looked out the window and saw our dog looking up at me. I wondered why she didn't bark at him.
I ran to the phone and was going to dial 911, but I realized I really should call the local police department, but of course I didn't have the number, nor the time to look it up. So I hung up the phone, and ran to the other side of the bedroom to look out the window and saw he had moved to the side of the house where the driveway is.
I peered down at him from the window and he made eye contact with me. The neighbor's mosquito killing light was bright enough that I could see him clearly. He had a tall, husky build, with brown curly hair and facial hair. He had brown eyes and was wearing a hockey jersey.
At this point, I kept trying to yell at him to go away but he couldn't hear me. So I lifted the window up halfway and tried again. Still couldn't do anything. I was scared he would somehow say something or get in the room, so I quickly shut the window. Then I made eye contact with him again and flipped him off and pretended I was deaf and did random things with my hands (presumably my attempt to do sign language--I had watched Celebrity Apprentice last night before bed).
It was at this point that I thankfully woke up.
It was scary. And then I heard footsteps outside my door and freaked out. But I had the courage to open my door and saw it was our dog. She came into bed with me (more like hogged the entire bed) but she made me feel safe enough to go back to sleep. I did say a few prayers too. I was spooked!
Have you had any bad dreams lately?
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Weird dreams
So I haven't been sleeping well lately. Just a few weeks ago I was managing to get 10 hours of sleep...now I'm getting like 6. I don't know if it's the stress of work or what, but I've had some really odd dreams. The funny part is that they all have had a common theme: spirits. I wouldn't really classify them as ghosts, but you tell me what you think.
It all started out with my dream the other day about B, the asshole. I went over to his house, and we were in his room, when we got into an argument. He told me that at this point in our "relationship" we should've had sex. I told him no. Then he told me to get out. I remember leaving his house with my head held high, but inside I was really sad. So I walked out of his house, and next to it was an empty parking lot, and across the parking lot was a restaurant. So I walked over to the restaurant because I didn't want him thinking I didn't have a ride, or was going to be alone.
Once I saw that he went back inside his house, I went back to his house, and let myself in. Only, by now, I was invisible. So I sat in a wooden chair in his kitchen, and watched as he and a handful of his family sat at a wooden picnic bench, eating dinner. I guess I was hoping he'd say something about me, but he just continued to shove his face full of food. At one point, his uncle tried to sit in the chair I was sitting, but he couldn't sit down. Which was weird, because you'd think if I was invisible, he could've sat there. But maybe invisible people take up space? Anyways, I sat there watching B for what seemed like forever, until all of a sudden M walked into the kitchen. She was invisible too, but I could see her of course, and she could see me. "It's time to go," she said. I looked at her with sadness, but I knew she was right. She didn't pressure me to leave, she waited patiently for me. I took her hand, and we left the kitchen. THE END
My take on it: I did see B the other day. We had dinner, and I came clean to him that I am interested in other boys (see tomorrow's post). He didn't get that I don't want to see him anymore. But I do think to some extent, that I am kinda sad to let him go. Sad because of all the wasted time with him. Not sad because I think he's a great person.
The next dream I had was set in the hospital. I don't remember why I was there, but I remember walking around the hospital. At one point I waited in a booth, and sat there by myself, when a really energetically happy girl came by and offered me a free cookie. "It's homemade," she said. I took a chocolate chip one, and she continued on her merry way. After I was done eating, I walked around the hospital lobby. Then I saw a group of people, including one that was my grandpa. (He passed away when I was 16, but in this dream, he was alive, and real) I sat down next to him, and talked to him, wondering if he knew it was me, his granddaughter. But he didn't in the dream. We were talking about my grandma. She was the one in the hospital. He was worried for her, but him and the rest of the people that he was with, were staying positive and praying for her. I told him I would do the same, and then walked out of the hospital. THE END
Sometimes in my dreams, my grandparents have made an appearance, but I haven't had this happen for awhile. I miss them terribly, but for some reason even though I knew my grandpa was really a spirit in my dream and not alive, it wasn't scary. It was more comforting than anything to know that he still cares about me, and is watching down on me from heaven. Ironically enough, I think I was closer to my grandma when they were alive, but that could've also been because my grandpa passed away unexpectedly one day, and my grandma didn't die until months after him. My family still misses them. But, the highlight of their passing was that my little brother, who is now 9, was conceived. To this day, we still think that he was a blessing from them, because he made our lives happy again.
Now onto my last dream, which this one doesn't make any sense, but if you have been reading any of my past dreams that I have shared, you already know that most of them don't make sense.
I had this dream two nights ago. In my dream, I ran into my mom's bedroom, which is across the hall from mine. I went on her bed, and stood up so I could see outside into our backyard. I looked out and saw a bunch of African women wearing white hijabs, and they were all walking towards my house, and as I watched them, more and more kept coming out from behind trees. They didn't say anything, and they definitely weren't smiling. Then, a lion and a tiger came out of nowhere, and they were scared of them, and left. I was scared of the lion and tiger too, but I was safe in my mom's bedroom. At this point, I sat down, and I was wearing shorts. Well, when I looked down, I saw I had a huge bump on my thigh. So I pressed the bump because I was curious to see what was inside of it. It started gushing blood. Only my blood wasn't red, it was purple! It didn't really hurt, but it kept going and going. I called for my brother to get me a kleenex, and he came back with a handful for me to soak up the blood. Once it was done bleeding, the entire sac like burst out of my leg. I picked it up and it was all slimy, and more or less like a real organ. I wrapped it up in the tissues and went to show my mom, but she was no where to be found, so I threw it away. THE END
I swear I haven't been reading any strange books lately or watching weird tv. I have no idea why I thought of the lion and the tiger. But I did meet an African person last week, so maybe that's why I dreamt of African ladies in my backyard? I have no idea. Also, I don't know why my blood was purple. So I'm at a loss for explanations, suffice it to say that I have a very active imagination.
Am I the only one with weird dreams?
It all started out with my dream the other day about B, the asshole. I went over to his house, and we were in his room, when we got into an argument. He told me that at this point in our "relationship" we should've had sex. I told him no. Then he told me to get out. I remember leaving his house with my head held high, but inside I was really sad. So I walked out of his house, and next to it was an empty parking lot, and across the parking lot was a restaurant. So I walked over to the restaurant because I didn't want him thinking I didn't have a ride, or was going to be alone.
Once I saw that he went back inside his house, I went back to his house, and let myself in. Only, by now, I was invisible. So I sat in a wooden chair in his kitchen, and watched as he and a handful of his family sat at a wooden picnic bench, eating dinner. I guess I was hoping he'd say something about me, but he just continued to shove his face full of food. At one point, his uncle tried to sit in the chair I was sitting, but he couldn't sit down. Which was weird, because you'd think if I was invisible, he could've sat there. But maybe invisible people take up space? Anyways, I sat there watching B for what seemed like forever, until all of a sudden M walked into the kitchen. She was invisible too, but I could see her of course, and she could see me. "It's time to go," she said. I looked at her with sadness, but I knew she was right. She didn't pressure me to leave, she waited patiently for me. I took her hand, and we left the kitchen. THE END
My take on it: I did see B the other day. We had dinner, and I came clean to him that I am interested in other boys (see tomorrow's post). He didn't get that I don't want to see him anymore. But I do think to some extent, that I am kinda sad to let him go. Sad because of all the wasted time with him. Not sad because I think he's a great person.
The next dream I had was set in the hospital. I don't remember why I was there, but I remember walking around the hospital. At one point I waited in a booth, and sat there by myself, when a really energetically happy girl came by and offered me a free cookie. "It's homemade," she said. I took a chocolate chip one, and she continued on her merry way. After I was done eating, I walked around the hospital lobby. Then I saw a group of people, including one that was my grandpa. (He passed away when I was 16, but in this dream, he was alive, and real) I sat down next to him, and talked to him, wondering if he knew it was me, his granddaughter. But he didn't in the dream. We were talking about my grandma. She was the one in the hospital. He was worried for her, but him and the rest of the people that he was with, were staying positive and praying for her. I told him I would do the same, and then walked out of the hospital. THE END
Sometimes in my dreams, my grandparents have made an appearance, but I haven't had this happen for awhile. I miss them terribly, but for some reason even though I knew my grandpa was really a spirit in my dream and not alive, it wasn't scary. It was more comforting than anything to know that he still cares about me, and is watching down on me from heaven. Ironically enough, I think I was closer to my grandma when they were alive, but that could've also been because my grandpa passed away unexpectedly one day, and my grandma didn't die until months after him. My family still misses them. But, the highlight of their passing was that my little brother, who is now 9, was conceived. To this day, we still think that he was a blessing from them, because he made our lives happy again.
Now onto my last dream, which this one doesn't make any sense, but if you have been reading any of my past dreams that I have shared, you already know that most of them don't make sense.
I had this dream two nights ago. In my dream, I ran into my mom's bedroom, which is across the hall from mine. I went on her bed, and stood up so I could see outside into our backyard. I looked out and saw a bunch of African women wearing white hijabs, and they were all walking towards my house, and as I watched them, more and more kept coming out from behind trees. They didn't say anything, and they definitely weren't smiling. Then, a lion and a tiger came out of nowhere, and they were scared of them, and left. I was scared of the lion and tiger too, but I was safe in my mom's bedroom. At this point, I sat down, and I was wearing shorts. Well, when I looked down, I saw I had a huge bump on my thigh. So I pressed the bump because I was curious to see what was inside of it. It started gushing blood. Only my blood wasn't red, it was purple! It didn't really hurt, but it kept going and going. I called for my brother to get me a kleenex, and he came back with a handful for me to soak up the blood. Once it was done bleeding, the entire sac like burst out of my leg. I picked it up and it was all slimy, and more or less like a real organ. I wrapped it up in the tissues and went to show my mom, but she was no where to be found, so I threw it away. THE END
I swear I haven't been reading any strange books lately or watching weird tv. I have no idea why I thought of the lion and the tiger. But I did meet an African person last week, so maybe that's why I dreamt of African ladies in my backyard? I have no idea. Also, I don't know why my blood was purple. So I'm at a loss for explanations, suffice it to say that I have a very active imagination.
Am I the only one with weird dreams?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Weekend Recap
Wow so I'm like way late in posting my weekend recap, but better late than never right?
Friday- Went out for dinner and drinks at Bagali's, a New Orleans-inspired Italian restaurant for my friend's birthday. I met a Mormon boy, who was interesting to talk to. I think his name was Brian. Yeah, we'll just go with that. I had a nice fruit and Gorgonzola salad and linguine with bologonese sauce. It was tasty, but the one glass of wine seriously put me to sleep. Not to mention that the service sucked so we were there for like 2 or 3 hours. Ugh. After dinner I bailed out on more drinking and went home and slept like a baby.
Saturday- Woke up, tooled around the house (no I actually didn't use any tools, it's just an expression people!) and finally got myself ready to go to my girl's sleepover! We had it at Kristen's house because she just adopted this sweet lil puppy! The sleepover was fun, we didn't drink at at all, and Cranium was the highlight of the night.
Kristen with her new puppy, Alice.
Friday- Went out for dinner and drinks at Bagali's, a New Orleans-inspired Italian restaurant for my friend's birthday. I met a Mormon boy, who was interesting to talk to. I think his name was Brian. Yeah, we'll just go with that. I had a nice fruit and Gorgonzola salad and linguine with bologonese sauce. It was tasty, but the one glass of wine seriously put me to sleep. Not to mention that the service sucked so we were there for like 2 or 3 hours. Ugh. After dinner I bailed out on more drinking and went home and slept like a baby.
Saturday- Woke up, tooled around the house (no I actually didn't use any tools, it's just an expression people!) and finally got myself ready to go to my girl's sleepover! We had it at Kristen's house because she just adopted this sweet lil puppy! The sleepover was fun, we didn't drink at at all, and Cranium was the highlight of the night.
Kristen with her new puppy, Alice.Sunday- We laid out by the pool, and ate breakfast. Then M and I had some quality catch-up time at the mall, where we both found cute items at the Gap outlet store. I found a pair of jeans, a really cute sweater (or two) and M found some very Fall-ish type shoes. It was very productive, followed by a Girl Scout cookie blizzard at Dairy Queen and an Orange Julius. After shopping, I went home and basically just hung around the house.
It was a good weekend.
Apparently today is the first day of Fall, and here in Colorado we have crappy weather. Definitely no sun, just lots of grey clouds and gloom. Oh and it's COLD. Like I have to actually wear a jacket. What's up with that?? Anyways, work has been crazy, but I will post again soon, because I have tons of boy updates! I know, I've been saying that for like EVER but seriously, I do.
How was your weekend/how's your week going?
p.s. I've totally had some weird dreams, but they all have a theme. Guess I'll have to write about that too!
It was a good weekend.
Apparently today is the first day of Fall, and here in Colorado we have crappy weather. Definitely no sun, just lots of grey clouds and gloom. Oh and it's COLD. Like I have to actually wear a jacket. What's up with that?? Anyways, work has been crazy, but I will post again soon, because I have tons of boy updates! I know, I've been saying that for like EVER but seriously, I do.
How was your weekend/how's your week going?
p.s. I've totally had some weird dreams, but they all have a theme. Guess I'll have to write about that too!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Crazy Dreams
Lately a handful of my friends have had trouble sleeping--either they can't fall asleep or they only get like 5 hours. I need 7+ hours of sleep to be alive. Anything less and I'm just a walking zombie. I don't know if it's because the weather has been changing or what, but I've been sleeping great. I've also been having some really off-the-wall dreams though.
#1: The other night I dreamt I was at a carnival, and I had to step on these wooden posts in order to go around in a circle, and I was holding some piece of fabric tightly wound in my hand. And at one point someone let the fabric go, so the whole circle thing was ruined.
It wasn't good.
#2: I had a dream I was in a hip, modern, bar with white seats. And I was sitting next to an Asian girl, who I didn't know at all. But we started talking. And then somehow, I leaned over the table and kissed her. And thought nothing of it. And then we continued talking so more.
I've never ever kissed someone of the same sex. I woke up and thought, omg, why did I think of this? Well IRL, I was hanging out with a lesbian at a bbq on Monday. Plus, Dreamdictionary.com says: If you are heterosexual and you dream that you are kissing someone of the same sex, then it represents self-acceptance. You are acknowledging the feminine or masculine side. So that's good--I'm accepting myself.
#3: I had a dream about bloggers, none of whom I know in IRL. Two women were getting married, other bloggers were getting drunk, and one blogger tried to seduce me while I was trying to sleep in the bed.
I was not having it, but needless to say it was a crazy dream!
Have you had any strange dreams lately?
#1: The other night I dreamt I was at a carnival, and I had to step on these wooden posts in order to go around in a circle, and I was holding some piece of fabric tightly wound in my hand. And at one point someone let the fabric go, so the whole circle thing was ruined.
It wasn't good.
#2: I had a dream I was in a hip, modern, bar with white seats. And I was sitting next to an Asian girl, who I didn't know at all. But we started talking. And then somehow, I leaned over the table and kissed her. And thought nothing of it. And then we continued talking so more.
I've never ever kissed someone of the same sex. I woke up and thought, omg, why did I think of this? Well IRL, I was hanging out with a lesbian at a bbq on Monday. Plus, Dreamdictionary.com says: If you are heterosexual and you dream that you are kissing someone of the same sex, then it represents self-acceptance. You are acknowledging the feminine or masculine side. So that's good--I'm accepting myself.
#3: I had a dream about bloggers, none of whom I know in IRL. Two women were getting married, other bloggers were getting drunk, and one blogger tried to seduce me while I was trying to sleep in the bed.
I was not having it, but needless to say it was a crazy dream!
Have you had any strange dreams lately?
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Wrong side of the bed
I must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. Or maybe it was that I actually woke up at 5:30 a.m. this morning from a really bad dream. In the dream, I had two minutes until my job interview and my mom and M were with me. M drove us there. Anyways, we're on the fourth floor of this building walking around when my mom decides she has to pee. I am so frustrated with her because she's going to make me late! I can't be late! Then as she's about done, I decide since I'm going to in the interview for an hour, I have to go pee too. Only, there's a long ass line and turns out I'm in a doctor's office, and everyone in line has to pee in a cup. So I say, screw it, I'll be fine. I see a girl and ask her where the third floor is, and thankfully she says it's just downstairs. So maybe I will make it on time, I think to myself. Then my mom emerges from the bathroom, and says "You didn't do your hair! You look like shit." That is when I realize my hair isn't even combed, it's still in a ponytail and I didn't put on any makeup. FML.
Bad dream, I know. I think I'm full of hate today because I'm stressed. I'm stressed out about my job interview tomorrow. I don't know what I'm wearing, and I ran out of time to perfect my hair today. I know what you're thinking--just do it tonight, right? Well, no. That's not gonna work because I'm going to be at the murder mystery play with Steve until 9:30. So I probably won't get home till 10pm. Oh well, it has to get done. As for as outfits, I'm going with either the black-pants-with-blazer number or a fancy skirt with a black blazer. and heels. and unlike my dream, my hair will be perfect and I will have makeup on.
I'm also stressed because I've lost something very important to me. It's like gold. It's like my eco pass, which is a yearly bus pass that I get for free from work. And I've lost it. Er, misplaced it. Dude, I don't know. But I know that I very rarely ever ever ever lose shit and I'm frustrated that I can find it. I know I had it for sure on Friday, because it was with my Costco card that is also missing. I know that I have to find it. I've torn my room apart, it's not there. Looked in my car. Not there. Looked in my mom's car. Not there. Ugh! I have to find it. Emphasis on the have, ok? I did email the bus guy I know to see what I would have to do to replace it if it came to that, so that's positive. And it's positive that I do have a car, so I can drive this week if need be. I just hate losing things.
Have you lost anything recently or just want to bitch like me? Go for it.
Bad dream, I know. I think I'm full of hate today because I'm stressed. I'm stressed out about my job interview tomorrow. I don't know what I'm wearing, and I ran out of time to perfect my hair today. I know what you're thinking--just do it tonight, right? Well, no. That's not gonna work because I'm going to be at the murder mystery play with Steve until 9:30. So I probably won't get home till 10pm. Oh well, it has to get done. As for as outfits, I'm going with either the black-pants-with-blazer number or a fancy skirt with a black blazer. and heels. and unlike my dream, my hair will be perfect and I will have makeup on.
I'm also stressed because I've lost something very important to me. It's like gold. It's like my eco pass, which is a yearly bus pass that I get for free from work. And I've lost it. Er, misplaced it. Dude, I don't know. But I know that I very rarely ever ever ever lose shit and I'm frustrated that I can find it. I know I had it for sure on Friday, because it was with my Costco card that is also missing. I know that I have to find it. I've torn my room apart, it's not there. Looked in my car. Not there. Looked in my mom's car. Not there. Ugh! I have to find it. Emphasis on the have, ok? I did email the bus guy I know to see what I would have to do to replace it if it came to that, so that's positive. And it's positive that I do have a car, so I can drive this week if need be. I just hate losing things.
Have you lost anything recently or just want to bitch like me? Go for it.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Dreaming...
Dreams. I haven't blogged lately about my strange, often vivid dreamscapes. So here's a glimpse on what's been on my mind.
-Greece. Last week I dreamt of visiting Peter, who's my crush in real life and lives in Arizona. But in my dream he lived in Greece. And we were talking on the phone about visiting, and I said, "hunny, do you realize that I'd have to go to another COUNTRY to see you? That's so long. I'd probably have to take two planes."
-B, who is my sorta ex. Yes, we had the label of bf/gf, and then he dumped me and I went to Seattle. And now we're talking again. I saw him last Friday/Saturday. But in the dream, he was going to meet me at the zoo for our date. And he had blonde shaggy hair. Ew. Anyways, I made it to the zoo first, and then saw M, who lived in an apt at the zoo. She invited me in to hang out, so we did. And then I saw B through her window, waiting for me in front of the zoo. Oh, and my cell phone died. So I went out there to see him, and he was really mad at me for being late. And I told him sorry, but he just shrugged me off. His coworker witnessed the this, and after he left, she asked me what happened. "I have no idea. He's mad at me." And then I left her, and returned back to M's where we made grilled cheese and soup because it had started to rain outside.
-Twitter. Seriously over the weekend I had dreams about tweeting, and what if I missed someone's direct message or what if there was ground breaking news that I needed to know? Needless to say, I didn't really sleep well. Damn you Twitter.
Have you had any weird dreams?
-Greece. Last week I dreamt of visiting Peter, who's my crush in real life and lives in Arizona. But in my dream he lived in Greece. And we were talking on the phone about visiting, and I said, "hunny, do you realize that I'd have to go to another COUNTRY to see you? That's so long. I'd probably have to take two planes."
-B, who is my sorta ex. Yes, we had the label of bf/gf, and then he dumped me and I went to Seattle. And now we're talking again. I saw him last Friday/Saturday. But in the dream, he was going to meet me at the zoo for our date. And he had blonde shaggy hair. Ew. Anyways, I made it to the zoo first, and then saw M, who lived in an apt at the zoo. She invited me in to hang out, so we did. And then I saw B through her window, waiting for me in front of the zoo. Oh, and my cell phone died. So I went out there to see him, and he was really mad at me for being late. And I told him sorry, but he just shrugged me off. His coworker witnessed the this, and after he left, she asked me what happened. "I have no idea. He's mad at me." And then I left her, and returned back to M's where we made grilled cheese and soup because it had started to rain outside.
-Twitter. Seriously over the weekend I had dreams about tweeting, and what if I missed someone's direct message or what if there was ground breaking news that I needed to know? Needless to say, I didn't really sleep well. Damn you Twitter.
Have you had any weird dreams?
Friday, October 24, 2008
Dream another Dream
Surprise, surprise...I've had more interesting dreams lately.
This week alone, I've dreamt of Peter Pan, getting married, and losing a team challenge with my highschool boyfriend. Weird.
My Peter Pan dream was the coolest. I was at a house by CU and it was this like quasi mansion. The floors were marble, it had a winding staircase..you get the idea. Well, I was in the backyard of the house. I had snuck through the metal gate and climbed up the tree. I was looking for a secret button to make the trees leaves grow. But while I was on the first branch, an old, bald, and fat guy came near me and kept shouting at me to get down. In the midst of not wanting to be seen, I climbed up and up and up the tree until I was pretty much near the top. It was then that I realized I was wearing a very cute skirt--it was white but had loosely drawn on green leaves. I liked it. For some reason the old guy kept yelling, and somehow I figured out how to make the tree grow leaves. All I had to do was hold the branch with both hands and a flower would bloom. It was neat. It was then that I noticed a secret button on the tree's trunk. I pressed it and the entire tree started growing leaves. I felt proud.
Then somehow I climbed down the tree to find this little boy, and he was Peter Pan. And because I had made the tree grow, he could fly again. So I grabbed onto him and we flew! We were flying by the tree when I noticed another button on the tree, and this button made the tree's leaves change from being spiky to smooth and rounded leaves. Unfortunately, because of the old man's yelling, he caused the next door neighbors to come out and watch us flying. They were trying to video tape us and put it on Youtube. I knew this because as soon as they started to record, a screen appeared in the sky asking if it was ok to post to Youtube. It was then that I made Peter Pan fly to the balcony of the house, where his parents and other adults were eating appetizers and drinking. Peter Pan and I arrived, and his parents were very nonchalant about his flying. Like they knew he could do that. And that's how it ended.
My other dream involved me getting married! Ack! Apparently I went to the church, my family was there and so were the guests. I wore a lacy gown, but it wasn't anything spectacular. I remember my mom was crying because she was so happy that I was getting married. And I remember when they played the wedding music for me, and I walked down the aisle, I freaked out on the inside because I realized that I'd be with this guy forever, and that I didn't love him! Of course I didn't tell a soul this terrible thought. Instead I went up to the priest, and he made my brothers come up to the altar. They started telling everyone jokes about me and I laughed because it was funny. And then I remember the reception was also in the same space as teh ceremony, and during this time, people started going up to the buffet and eating! And I was upset because I wanted to be the main spotlight, I didn't want people eating before me. From what I gathered when I woke up, I never did tie the knot. Thank God!
I wonder what I'll dream of next...
This week alone, I've dreamt of Peter Pan, getting married, and losing a team challenge with my highschool boyfriend. Weird.
My Peter Pan dream was the coolest. I was at a house by CU and it was this like quasi mansion. The floors were marble, it had a winding staircase..you get the idea. Well, I was in the backyard of the house. I had snuck through the metal gate and climbed up the tree. I was looking for a secret button to make the trees leaves grow. But while I was on the first branch, an old, bald, and fat guy came near me and kept shouting at me to get down. In the midst of not wanting to be seen, I climbed up and up and up the tree until I was pretty much near the top. It was then that I realized I was wearing a very cute skirt--it was white but had loosely drawn on green leaves. I liked it. For some reason the old guy kept yelling, and somehow I figured out how to make the tree grow leaves. All I had to do was hold the branch with both hands and a flower would bloom. It was neat. It was then that I noticed a secret button on the tree's trunk. I pressed it and the entire tree started growing leaves. I felt proud.
Then somehow I climbed down the tree to find this little boy, and he was Peter Pan. And because I had made the tree grow, he could fly again. So I grabbed onto him and we flew! We were flying by the tree when I noticed another button on the tree, and this button made the tree's leaves change from being spiky to smooth and rounded leaves. Unfortunately, because of the old man's yelling, he caused the next door neighbors to come out and watch us flying. They were trying to video tape us and put it on Youtube. I knew this because as soon as they started to record, a screen appeared in the sky asking if it was ok to post to Youtube. It was then that I made Peter Pan fly to the balcony of the house, where his parents and other adults were eating appetizers and drinking. Peter Pan and I arrived, and his parents were very nonchalant about his flying. Like they knew he could do that. And that's how it ended.
My other dream involved me getting married! Ack! Apparently I went to the church, my family was there and so were the guests. I wore a lacy gown, but it wasn't anything spectacular. I remember my mom was crying because she was so happy that I was getting married. And I remember when they played the wedding music for me, and I walked down the aisle, I freaked out on the inside because I realized that I'd be with this guy forever, and that I didn't love him! Of course I didn't tell a soul this terrible thought. Instead I went up to the priest, and he made my brothers come up to the altar. They started telling everyone jokes about me and I laughed because it was funny. And then I remember the reception was also in the same space as teh ceremony, and during this time, people started going up to the buffet and eating! And I was upset because I wanted to be the main spotlight, I didn't want people eating before me. From what I gathered when I woke up, I never did tie the knot. Thank God!
I wonder what I'll dream of next...
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
A Mix of Everything
Marie & II visited my lil friend Marie last night. It was my first time meeting with her alone, but things went really well. I told her I had a present to give her (a framed picture of us), and she said "I don't know how to accept presents." It was cute. Once she saw it, she looked at it and said "I don't like the way I look in this picture. I never used to look this way." She's really funny. We talked about her four sons and she showed me pictures of her visit with them in Texas from 2001. We talked about politics too, and she showed me The Progressive, which I have never seen before. It was a good visit, and it went by fast too. I stayed for over an hour because I wanted to. I'm planning on seeing her next week, and for Christmas I want to get her a holiday mug or cup, and a snowglobe.
After driving home in the rain, I painted my nails. I used a new bottle of nail polish that I had gotten last year from Ulta. It's pink with glitter! I feel like I'm 13 again. But it works, and it dried fast and I didn't care about smudging it. I'll probably put on some "grown up" nail polish later when I have more time. I'm thinking a nice fall color--like maroon.
Today has gone by swimmingly. Ha, funny I mention swimming because I did just that in my dream last night. It was the coolest thing ever--I was in a pool and in the water there were bunches of colorful fishes. I remember swimming alongside an angel fish and seeing a jellyfish and one other kind, but they all had rainbow colors on them. And I remember being very excited that I could hold my breath for a long time and swim. The water was also calm in my dream and I just seemed to float along. It was cool!
But back to today. On my lunch hour, I went outside. My intention was to journal by the creek, but that didn't exactly happen. Instead I sat on my favorite rock and watched the ducks swimming in the creek. I even had a squirrel come up to me. Like, almost touching me. I think he thought I might have food, because an old man down the path was feeding the ducks some bread and the squirrels some peanuts. While I thought it was cool that the squirrel could come so close and not be afraid of me, I was also afraid of getting bit so I moved around and the squirrel moved along too. As I was about to start writing, a big gust of wind came and blew bunches of leaves all around. I'd like to classify this phenomenon as a leaf storm. Instead of walking away and seeking shelter, I stayed put and let the leaves pelt me and let me hair fly all around in the wind. It was seriously so fun--I laughed. I laughed hard, and loud. And I'm sure people stared, but at that moment, it was great. I felt like a kid.
After driving home in the rain, I painted my nails. I used a new bottle of nail polish that I had gotten last year from Ulta. It's pink with glitter! I feel like I'm 13 again. But it works, and it dried fast and I didn't care about smudging it. I'll probably put on some "grown up" nail polish later when I have more time. I'm thinking a nice fall color--like maroon.
Today has gone by swimmingly. Ha, funny I mention swimming because I did just that in my dream last night. It was the coolest thing ever--I was in a pool and in the water there were bunches of colorful fishes. I remember swimming alongside an angel fish and seeing a jellyfish and one other kind, but they all had rainbow colors on them. And I remember being very excited that I could hold my breath for a long time and swim. The water was also calm in my dream and I just seemed to float along. It was cool!
But back to today. On my lunch hour, I went outside. My intention was to journal by the creek, but that didn't exactly happen. Instead I sat on my favorite rock and watched the ducks swimming in the creek. I even had a squirrel come up to me. Like, almost touching me. I think he thought I might have food, because an old man down the path was feeding the ducks some bread and the squirrels some peanuts. While I thought it was cool that the squirrel could come so close and not be afraid of me, I was also afraid of getting bit so I moved around and the squirrel moved along too. As I was about to start writing, a big gust of wind came and blew bunches of leaves all around. I'd like to classify this phenomenon as a leaf storm. Instead of walking away and seeking shelter, I stayed put and let the leaves pelt me and let me hair fly all around in the wind. It was seriously so fun--I laughed. I laughed hard, and loud. And I'm sure people stared, but at that moment, it was great. I felt like a kid.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Weird Dreams again
I had another weird dream last night, only I didn't want to wake up. I wanted to finish the dream.
I was in another country, where I met M at a bar. She had been waiting for me and three different guys had hit on her. When I arrived, we took a seat at a tall table next to the bar. I asked her what country we were in and she said Paris. I thought that we were in Germany because beer was all around. Some guy bought M a drink. I was telling her how I felt like drinking beer, but I wanted one that was light, when an Asian guy sitting at the bar who spoke English, bought me a drink called Maverick. It wasn't beer. It was clear, but it didn't taste strong.
It was then that I heard a familiar voice--one that belongs to the publisher of my company. I looked over M to see her, my boss, and two of our sales reps sitting at a table by the window. Of course my immediate reaction was 'I shouldn't be drinking,' followed by 'what are they doing here?' I told M and tried to duck down so that they couldn't see me.
Then M started talking about how busy she was with the caterer, and planning this or that. It was then that I noticed she was wearing a ring. Only it was very ugly. It was metal, no diamond, not even gold or shiny. And it was on her ring finger. I looked at her in the eye and said, "holy crap, are you engaged?" And she said, yes, I am. Jake asked me and I said yes. "When did he ask you?" "Oh, it was that day he picked me up from the airport and took me to Chipotle. I guess I didn't mention it." I felt hurt.
I think I told her congratulations, but the next part I remember was that I was standing on the sidewalk of a busy intersection. Cars were jammed up everywhere, and my Dad and brother asked me to go with them up in a hot air balloon. At first I said yes, but then when I saw the balloon, and saw how huge it was, and how it was landing right in the middle of traffic, I changed my mind, and said no. I was too scared. And that's how the dream ended.
I always have vivid dreams, but usually some of the stuff that appears in my dream comes from reality, whether it be something I watched on TV or a comment a friend made. Rarely do I look things up in dream dictionaries, but for the fun of it, I have done just that.
To dream that you are at a bar, signifies your desire to escape from the stresses of your daily life and retreat into a light-hearted environment where pleasure abounds. Alternatively, you are seeking for acceptance in some aspect of your daily life.
(I'm not sure what sort of acceptance I need from my daily life, but I can say that I have been stressed lately.)
Apparently my reference to a hot air balloon means that I've been depressed. I don't agree with that diagnoisis. I have been sad or lonely but that doesn't mean depressed, right? Anyways, here's what the dream dictionary says:
To see or dream that you are in a hot air balloon, suggests that it is time to overcome your depression. The dream may be a metaphor indicating that you are losing your ground or your foothold on some situation/problem. Alternatively, it represents the process of individuation and your quest to fulfill some spiritual needs. You feel the need to be elevated in someone's eyes.
Hopefully I have better dreams tonight.
I was in another country, where I met M at a bar. She had been waiting for me and three different guys had hit on her. When I arrived, we took a seat at a tall table next to the bar. I asked her what country we were in and she said Paris. I thought that we were in Germany because beer was all around. Some guy bought M a drink. I was telling her how I felt like drinking beer, but I wanted one that was light, when an Asian guy sitting at the bar who spoke English, bought me a drink called Maverick. It wasn't beer. It was clear, but it didn't taste strong.
It was then that I heard a familiar voice--one that belongs to the publisher of my company. I looked over M to see her, my boss, and two of our sales reps sitting at a table by the window. Of course my immediate reaction was 'I shouldn't be drinking,' followed by 'what are they doing here?' I told M and tried to duck down so that they couldn't see me.
Then M started talking about how busy she was with the caterer, and planning this or that. It was then that I noticed she was wearing a ring. Only it was very ugly. It was metal, no diamond, not even gold or shiny. And it was on her ring finger. I looked at her in the eye and said, "holy crap, are you engaged?" And she said, yes, I am. Jake asked me and I said yes. "When did he ask you?" "Oh, it was that day he picked me up from the airport and took me to Chipotle. I guess I didn't mention it." I felt hurt.
I think I told her congratulations, but the next part I remember was that I was standing on the sidewalk of a busy intersection. Cars were jammed up everywhere, and my Dad and brother asked me to go with them up in a hot air balloon. At first I said yes, but then when I saw the balloon, and saw how huge it was, and how it was landing right in the middle of traffic, I changed my mind, and said no. I was too scared. And that's how the dream ended.
I always have vivid dreams, but usually some of the stuff that appears in my dream comes from reality, whether it be something I watched on TV or a comment a friend made. Rarely do I look things up in dream dictionaries, but for the fun of it, I have done just that.
To dream that you are at a bar, signifies your desire to escape from the stresses of your daily life and retreat into a light-hearted environment where pleasure abounds. Alternatively, you are seeking for acceptance in some aspect of your daily life.
(I'm not sure what sort of acceptance I need from my daily life, but I can say that I have been stressed lately.)
Apparently my reference to a hot air balloon means that I've been depressed. I don't agree with that diagnoisis. I have been sad or lonely but that doesn't mean depressed, right? Anyways, here's what the dream dictionary says:
To see or dream that you are in a hot air balloon, suggests that it is time to overcome your depression. The dream may be a metaphor indicating that you are losing your ground or your foothold on some situation/problem. Alternatively, it represents the process of individuation and your quest to fulfill some spiritual needs. You feel the need to be elevated in someone's eyes.
Hopefully I have better dreams tonight.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Weird Dreams
I had the weirdest dream(s) last night. First I was in a church, and they were commemorating people who died during Hurricane Ike. Then I was lighting a candle, and all my family was up on the altar. I have no idea why.
Then I remember being at my parents house and we were cleaning in the living room. On the walls were all these ppls comments, similar to a wall you'd find on myspace or facebook--they were all referencing something my brother's friend Mike did to this girl. Something about how she shouldn't wear glasses to work, and how he hurt her feelings, but all the guys thought it was funny. I was cleaning the main window, and all of a sudden two big, hairy, black spiders came spiraling down right in front of me. Of course I screamed, and then I asked my mom if they were black widows, but they weren't because we couldn't see any spots on them, and they were all curled up. Then they started moving back up the window and when they uncurled themselves they both had long, white beards and were wearing white sunglasses. And as they were going up, up, up, I saw the underneath of them, and their legs and stuff where all made of brittle exoskelton like features, even tho on the outside they were hairy. It was definitely creepy.
Then I remember being at my parents house and we were cleaning in the living room. On the walls were all these ppls comments, similar to a wall you'd find on myspace or facebook--they were all referencing something my brother's friend Mike did to this girl. Something about how she shouldn't wear glasses to work, and how he hurt her feelings, but all the guys thought it was funny. I was cleaning the main window, and all of a sudden two big, hairy, black spiders came spiraling down right in front of me. Of course I screamed, and then I asked my mom if they were black widows, but they weren't because we couldn't see any spots on them, and they were all curled up. Then they started moving back up the window and when they uncurled themselves they both had long, white beards and were wearing white sunglasses. And as they were going up, up, up, I saw the underneath of them, and their legs and stuff where all made of brittle exoskelton like features, even tho on the outside they were hairy. It was definitely creepy.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Whacked out Dreams
One unique quality of myself is that I often have very vivid, detailed, dreams. Take for example last night. So I'm heading off to the Outer Banks this weekend for a wedding, so I had to do some last minute shopping last night. Then, M and I had to book our flight from Denver to NYC, so that we can catch our flight from NYC to Paris ontime. That was stressful!!! We'd find a good price, then go to orbitz or cheaptickets.com and then the flight wouldn't be found and the fare would increase by like $50 all in a span of like 5 minutes. Made no freakin' sense! An hour and a half later, we had finally booked one. FINALLY. I talked to S for awhile and then just was so freakin tired that I thought I would sleep soundly. Well, turns out while I was physically tired, my brain wouldn't stop thinking. Which leads me to my whacked out dreams...enjoy.
I was in a mega church. It definitely wasn't Catholic, that's for sure. So I was in the audience with my family when the Rev. or preacher, sat in the row behind me and started preaching from the Bible. and he would ask ppl in the congregation questions, and of course I avoided all eye-contact but he asked me what this specific passage meant. and with all the people in church staring at me, I said, "I don't know." And he was like, read it again. So I read it again, and I said, well maybe this means God's love is everlasting and that we need to rely on Him. And the preacher was like, no, no, God's love isn't everlasting. And then he called on someone else. And I remember thinking, no, you're wrong. And so is this church. And I looked down at the Bible they had, and it had this chapter on evil things. And I remember thinking, this isn't the right church for me. And thinking that my friend Ashley would say these people are wrong.
So then after the preacher was done, all these people snuck out of church, including me and my family. Well, as soon as we left, we entered in this hallway. See, the church was inside this building, like in a big room. And so when we got out in the hallway, I saw across the hall that there was this other room. Only this room was filled with like Quakers, and I like looked in the room and saw all these people in old-fashioned clothes and they were yelling and singing all at the same time. Well then I looked in the corner of the room, and there was this closet door shut and this piano was pushed against it. And somehow, I don't know how, but I knew that my dog Hailey was trapped inside of it. I could hear her yelping and I knew that the Quakers didn't like dogs. So I told my family, and I said, "we have to get Hailey out of there!" So we snuck into the room, and somehow as soon as we were close enough to the closet door, Hailey crawled under the piano and was out and she was so excited to be free. She was jumping up and down and licking me. So then my family and I raced out of the church building and into the 4Runner.
When we got to the car, it was snowy and the roads were slushy, and we saw this Yukon truck almost crash into another car because they slipped on the roads. And I told my Dad, who was driving, I said, "go slow, we don't want to get into an accident." So we got to the house, but this wasn't my parent's house. We were in my Uncle's house. And then they went away and my uncle was there, and I remember telling him about my trip to New York. And he's like, "when are you going?" And I said, "In May. Let me just double check what time I'm leaving." Well then I found my e-mail with the dates, and I realized that I had booked a flight for April and not May. And I totally started to panic in my dream. And I wanted to cry, because I knew that I had gotten it through Orbitz, and I knew that the ticket was nonrefundable, and I knew that if I could change it, it would cost more money--money I didn't have to waste. So I called the 1800 number, and I got this agent, who was a lady. And I made up this story about how I know I was supposed to fly out in April, but I really needed May, and how my internet cut out when I was booking the tickets, and how I changed the dates after that happened and figured the ticket would reflect that and how I really needed to change my flight. And the lady was really nice, she was like okay, let me see what I can do. And I don't know if I got the flight or not because I woke up.
Dream analysis: I'm pretty sure the Bible thing came from S, because he had sent me the verse of the day, and I had asked him a question about it, and he said he would explain later. Which never happened because like I said, I was exhausted and he was on the bus on his way home anyways. And Hailey--she was probably in it because I saw my family last night for dinner and thought of her. And obviously, the Orbitz drama was because I had actually put in the wrong dates at one point last night. I remember cuz M and I were hootin and hollerin with joy because the price was seriously like a $100 less than what we ended up paying, BUT I had accidentally put in Saturday and Sunday, as in 2 days, not a whole 6 days. So that was part of that. And I guess the slushy roads had to have come from earlier this week when it was slushy outside. And my uncle, I talked to him the other day, so that's probably why he was in there. Either way, clearly I was stressed out.
I was in a mega church. It definitely wasn't Catholic, that's for sure. So I was in the audience with my family when the Rev. or preacher, sat in the row behind me and started preaching from the Bible. and he would ask ppl in the congregation questions, and of course I avoided all eye-contact but he asked me what this specific passage meant. and with all the people in church staring at me, I said, "I don't know." And he was like, read it again. So I read it again, and I said, well maybe this means God's love is everlasting and that we need to rely on Him. And the preacher was like, no, no, God's love isn't everlasting. And then he called on someone else. And I remember thinking, no, you're wrong. And so is this church. And I looked down at the Bible they had, and it had this chapter on evil things. And I remember thinking, this isn't the right church for me. And thinking that my friend Ashley would say these people are wrong.
So then after the preacher was done, all these people snuck out of church, including me and my family. Well, as soon as we left, we entered in this hallway. See, the church was inside this building, like in a big room. And so when we got out in the hallway, I saw across the hall that there was this other room. Only this room was filled with like Quakers, and I like looked in the room and saw all these people in old-fashioned clothes and they were yelling and singing all at the same time. Well then I looked in the corner of the room, and there was this closet door shut and this piano was pushed against it. And somehow, I don't know how, but I knew that my dog Hailey was trapped inside of it. I could hear her yelping and I knew that the Quakers didn't like dogs. So I told my family, and I said, "we have to get Hailey out of there!" So we snuck into the room, and somehow as soon as we were close enough to the closet door, Hailey crawled under the piano and was out and she was so excited to be free. She was jumping up and down and licking me. So then my family and I raced out of the church building and into the 4Runner.
When we got to the car, it was snowy and the roads were slushy, and we saw this Yukon truck almost crash into another car because they slipped on the roads. And I told my Dad, who was driving, I said, "go slow, we don't want to get into an accident." So we got to the house, but this wasn't my parent's house. We were in my Uncle's house. And then they went away and my uncle was there, and I remember telling him about my trip to New York. And he's like, "when are you going?" And I said, "In May. Let me just double check what time I'm leaving." Well then I found my e-mail with the dates, and I realized that I had booked a flight for April and not May. And I totally started to panic in my dream. And I wanted to cry, because I knew that I had gotten it through Orbitz, and I knew that the ticket was nonrefundable, and I knew that if I could change it, it would cost more money--money I didn't have to waste. So I called the 1800 number, and I got this agent, who was a lady. And I made up this story about how I know I was supposed to fly out in April, but I really needed May, and how my internet cut out when I was booking the tickets, and how I changed the dates after that happened and figured the ticket would reflect that and how I really needed to change my flight. And the lady was really nice, she was like okay, let me see what I can do. And I don't know if I got the flight or not because I woke up.
Dream analysis: I'm pretty sure the Bible thing came from S, because he had sent me the verse of the day, and I had asked him a question about it, and he said he would explain later. Which never happened because like I said, I was exhausted and he was on the bus on his way home anyways. And Hailey--she was probably in it because I saw my family last night for dinner and thought of her. And obviously, the Orbitz drama was because I had actually put in the wrong dates at one point last night. I remember cuz M and I were hootin and hollerin with joy because the price was seriously like a $100 less than what we ended up paying, BUT I had accidentally put in Saturday and Sunday, as in 2 days, not a whole 6 days. So that was part of that. And I guess the slushy roads had to have come from earlier this week when it was slushy outside. And my uncle, I talked to him the other day, so that's probably why he was in there. Either way, clearly I was stressed out.
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