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so, I had two interesting dreams last night. They were both about me getting married. I've never had dreams about that before, so it was wierd that they both happened last night.
The first one was a reality tv show on the learning channel in which you proposed to someone and were married within a matter of days. They don't actually have that show, I don't think, but that's how that guy proposed. It was adorable, and I was extremely happy. The only other thing I remember, cause they did a lot of stuff for you, was them getting me to pick my ring. It was behind this glass case thing and I picked the ring I've always wanted. It was a happy dream.
The next one was about my mom arranging a marriage for me. It was to a different guy, but I was still in love with the guy from the first dream. I kept trying to see him, but no one would let me. THe guy in this dream I was getting married to was twenty nine and I wasn't going to see him until we were at the altar. He was also a second generation american citizen, meaning his parents immigrated from a different country. I kept thinking that it was a mistake, that this wasn't right. I asked my mom what would happen if I didn't want to marry this guy, and she said, "You better want to marry him." It was sad.
What do you think guys? I want your opinion. I'm probably just insane.
The first one was a reality tv show on the learning channel in which you proposed to someone and were married within a matter of days. They don't actually have that show, I don't think, but that's how that guy proposed. It was adorable, and I was extremely happy. The only other thing I remember, cause they did a lot of stuff for you, was them getting me to pick my ring. It was behind this glass case thing and I picked the ring I've always wanted. It was a happy dream.
The next one was about my mom arranging a marriage for me. It was to a different guy, but I was still in love with the guy from the first dream. I kept trying to see him, but no one would let me. THe guy in this dream I was getting married to was twenty nine and I wasn't going to see him until we were at the altar. He was also a second generation american citizen, meaning his parents immigrated from a different country. I kept thinking that it was a mistake, that this wasn't right. I asked my mom what would happen if I didn't want to marry this guy, and she said, "You better want to marry him." It was sad.
What do you think guys? I want your opinion. I'm probably just insane.