My WEIRD dreams
I had the weirdest dream the other night. Ben and I and a bunch of other people were in school, not BSU or a high school I know, but some anonymous school like out in the middle of nowhere with only open fields surrounding it. Anyway, we were in a classroom and then suddenly school gets out, but we don't leave, we just hang out on this couch that's in the hallway of the school. For some reason, in my mind in the dream I was thinking, 'Today's Thursday, and I have nothing fun to do. But tomorrow's Friday and then I'll have something to do.'
So anyway, it was Thursday afternoon and then all of a sudden I felt weird in my dream and Ben was gone and I was still sitting on the couch, but other people were around. I told them I had nothing to do since it was Thursday and they said "No it's not, today's Friday." Then I got angry because I knew it was Thursday and I didn't understand why they were playing with my mind. Then Ben came back to school and said I had fallen asleep on the couch in school yesterday (Thursday), so he left me there and went home. Then I got angry again and asked why I slept a full 24 hours from Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon, and he said he didn't know, but I must've been really tired. Then I realize that means I missed my pill for Thursday night and I get even more angry. Then some guys from school explain why I was 'asleep' and didn't remember anything, including falling asleep, for a full 24 hours. They said I wasn't sleeping at all, I was brain dead. They said they didn't know what was wrong with me so they checked, and they said once they checked they knew for sure I was brain dead. They said Friday afternoon I suddenly snapped out of it. For some reason, that makes sense to me and I thought, 'Wow, it sucks being brain dead. At least now I know that's what happened.'
And it ended there. Back out of dream world.....when I was about 11 years old I got a 'big sister' from the big brothers/big sisters organization for children with single parents. My 'big sister' was a lady named Melissa Howard and she would take me out to eat or to a movie once a week or so, and we'd talk and whatever. Anyway, she was married, but didn't have any kids and I saw her up until I was about 15 years old, but by that time we'd see each other about once a month instead of once a week. Anyway, she was a pretty heavy lady, well, not too heavy, but overweight, and I didn't see her again until about two years later when I was 17 & she was in Shopko when I was working. She was with her husband and had noticeably lost some weight, even though she was about 7 months pregnant at the time.
Now that you know that, back to part 2 of my dream....I was suddenly at Melissa Howard's house with my real older sister and she had gotten much, much fatter. Far fatter than I had ever seen her before. She had her baby two, a girl who was a few months old. Anyway, I was highly confused because all of a sudden I was at her house but didn't realize how I had gotten there, where she lived, or why I was there. Then my sister explains to me that I had gone brain dead again when we had planned to go over there and on the way to her house. I think to myself, 'Oh, okay, that makes sense then.' Then I walk around her house and realize it is not a house at all, but an apartment that looks a lot like my own apartment. I go outside to see if she lives in the same exact apartment complex as I do, but on the outside it looks way different. Then I go back inside the apartment and it suddenly looks really different inside too, and nothing like my apartment. Not that it got any bigger or better, but the size of the rooms, color of the carpets, and the layout was way different. Then I ask her how much she pays for rent and she tells me $625 a month. Then I get all excited and rub it in her face that my apartment is just as big & good as hers, yet I pay only $525 a month. Then I leave her apartment wondering what's around it and where it's at and stuff and I find out that my apartment complex happens to be right next to her apartment complex, so I just walk home. And that's the end of that dream.
And then I had a totally different dream.....I get a message on my phone, an angry message, from Glenna Boster (lady in her 60's who was my boss at Shopko & haven't seen or heard from in about a year), and she says she can't believe I didn't come and visit her in the hospital when she found out she had cancer. She says on the message she wishes I would come and visit and she can't believe I didn't visit so far. So I go to St. Al's to see her, but I don't interrupt when I notice she is currently talking in a support group, but not a support group for cancer patients, instead it's a lesbian support group. So I'm standing at the doorway of the support group room just watching them and nobody notices me. I'm really confused in my dream why she's in a lesbian support group, since she had always appeared to be a happily married woman. Then all of a sudden I'm in a church and Glenna is sitting on one of the pews. I walk up to her and say I got her message on the phone so I wanted to see her, but I didn't even know she had cancer until I got the message. She doesn't look convinced and kind of snubs me, not saying anything. So I go sit at a different pew with Ben when I notice Eminem is in that church, sitting in another pew talking to this kid named Justin who had a crush on me in the 6th grade. Justin is talking to Eminem about how is dream job is to make hamburgers at a fast-food restaurant and he says he wants to do that for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, he hasn't gotten that job yet, but he says his only goal in life is to get that job, then to find a girl who would marry a guy who's total aspirations in life is just flipping burgers. Then Eminem tells him he won't ever find a girl who will want to marry him if he plans to just flip burgers for the rest of his life.
Then Eminem goes up in front of the church and sings a song. Not a rap song, but a pretty church song. No one else seems to know he is Eminem but me, and everyone just acts as though he's a nice church kid and not a celebrity.
My dreaming ends there. Strange, huh?
So anyway, it was Thursday afternoon and then all of a sudden I felt weird in my dream and Ben was gone and I was still sitting on the couch, but other people were around. I told them I had nothing to do since it was Thursday and they said "No it's not, today's Friday." Then I got angry because I knew it was Thursday and I didn't understand why they were playing with my mind. Then Ben came back to school and said I had fallen asleep on the couch in school yesterday (Thursday), so he left me there and went home. Then I got angry again and asked why I slept a full 24 hours from Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon, and he said he didn't know, but I must've been really tired. Then I realize that means I missed my pill for Thursday night and I get even more angry. Then some guys from school explain why I was 'asleep' and didn't remember anything, including falling asleep, for a full 24 hours. They said I wasn't sleeping at all, I was brain dead. They said they didn't know what was wrong with me so they checked, and they said once they checked they knew for sure I was brain dead. They said Friday afternoon I suddenly snapped out of it. For some reason, that makes sense to me and I thought, 'Wow, it sucks being brain dead. At least now I know that's what happened.'
And it ended there. Back out of dream world.....when I was about 11 years old I got a 'big sister' from the big brothers/big sisters organization for children with single parents. My 'big sister' was a lady named Melissa Howard and she would take me out to eat or to a movie once a week or so, and we'd talk and whatever. Anyway, she was married, but didn't have any kids and I saw her up until I was about 15 years old, but by that time we'd see each other about once a month instead of once a week. Anyway, she was a pretty heavy lady, well, not too heavy, but overweight, and I didn't see her again until about two years later when I was 17 & she was in Shopko when I was working. She was with her husband and had noticeably lost some weight, even though she was about 7 months pregnant at the time.
Now that you know that, back to part 2 of my dream....I was suddenly at Melissa Howard's house with my real older sister and she had gotten much, much fatter. Far fatter than I had ever seen her before. She had her baby two, a girl who was a few months old. Anyway, I was highly confused because all of a sudden I was at her house but didn't realize how I had gotten there, where she lived, or why I was there. Then my sister explains to me that I had gone brain dead again when we had planned to go over there and on the way to her house. I think to myself, 'Oh, okay, that makes sense then.' Then I walk around her house and realize it is not a house at all, but an apartment that looks a lot like my own apartment. I go outside to see if she lives in the same exact apartment complex as I do, but on the outside it looks way different. Then I go back inside the apartment and it suddenly looks really different inside too, and nothing like my apartment. Not that it got any bigger or better, but the size of the rooms, color of the carpets, and the layout was way different. Then I ask her how much she pays for rent and she tells me $625 a month. Then I get all excited and rub it in her face that my apartment is just as big & good as hers, yet I pay only $525 a month. Then I leave her apartment wondering what's around it and where it's at and stuff and I find out that my apartment complex happens to be right next to her apartment complex, so I just walk home. And that's the end of that dream.
And then I had a totally different dream.....I get a message on my phone, an angry message, from Glenna Boster (lady in her 60's who was my boss at Shopko & haven't seen or heard from in about a year), and she says she can't believe I didn't come and visit her in the hospital when she found out she had cancer. She says on the message she wishes I would come and visit and she can't believe I didn't visit so far. So I go to St. Al's to see her, but I don't interrupt when I notice she is currently talking in a support group, but not a support group for cancer patients, instead it's a lesbian support group. So I'm standing at the doorway of the support group room just watching them and nobody notices me. I'm really confused in my dream why she's in a lesbian support group, since she had always appeared to be a happily married woman. Then all of a sudden I'm in a church and Glenna is sitting on one of the pews. I walk up to her and say I got her message on the phone so I wanted to see her, but I didn't even know she had cancer until I got the message. She doesn't look convinced and kind of snubs me, not saying anything. So I go sit at a different pew with Ben when I notice Eminem is in that church, sitting in another pew talking to this kid named Justin who had a crush on me in the 6th grade. Justin is talking to Eminem about how is dream job is to make hamburgers at a fast-food restaurant and he says he wants to do that for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, he hasn't gotten that job yet, but he says his only goal in life is to get that job, then to find a girl who would marry a guy who's total aspirations in life is just flipping burgers. Then Eminem tells him he won't ever find a girl who will want to marry him if he plans to just flip burgers for the rest of his life.
Then Eminem goes up in front of the church and sings a song. Not a rap song, but a pretty church song. No one else seems to know he is Eminem but me, and everyone just acts as though he's a nice church kid and not a celebrity.
My dreaming ends there. Strange, huh?