Friday, June 15, 2007

June 15/07 Dreamness

Alright,on a scale of 1 to 10 for vividity of my dream last night, (1 being I didn't believe my dream was real at all because it invloved talking tupperware and 10 being so real I thought i was actually flying through the air) I would rate my dream a 7. It felt pretty real, mostly because of the emotions I expressed in the dream. I remember having several dreams, but only two were very vivid and memorable. The first dream was about my Grandma Cookie. My mom called me saying she was sick and that I should go visit her. So I drove down with my sister to see her. When I got there, my CDs in the back of the car were all strewn about. My Grandma came up to the car. I hugged her. Then she gave me two stockings. i said thanks. Then she started telling me that the only reason I came was to get free stuff from her. I was offended and hurt. I started to cry, and I told her that I was genuinely there to see her. Twas a sad moment. Then i had a dream I went to the movie theaters to see a movie called "Interpretor" or something. I was inline to get my ticket. Then i found out I had just missed the time and would either have to wait another hour for the next showing or go in late now. As I was contemplating, a woman behind me rudely came up and said, "Hurry it up! We don't have all day." I was soooo angry. I turned to go, withuot a ticket, and as I left I said "Stupid Bi@%*". She heard me and got angry. She tried coming after me. Meanwhile I walked on to the front of the entrance to the movie screens. I asked the woman at the post in front if there were any extra tickets for the movie. When i said this i was smiling and being super friendly so she wouldn't think bad of me. Then she went to go see if anymore tickets were left. Then that evil woman from the line came up behind me and started yelling. Then she shoved me. When she pushed me I hit her. Then she tried to hit me back, but I hit her and told her to leave me alone. Whenever she went to attack me, i'd hit her first. A crowd started to form, and i made sure they saw that she was the aggressor and I was just defending myself. Then I woke up. I fight good in my dreams.

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