Weird ass dream of weird and stuffs

May 28, 2010 10:15

okay I know I haven't posted in like forever so this dream I had last night was like a sign to get on here and post. So yeah here it is

it started out with me braking up with my current BF for some stupid reason and going on a road trip with my brother, his best friend Cath, and my 5 timing ex, as we start to go on the trip I hop in this large red truck, Cath is running behind. True to life my brother says leave her behind, my ex has a moment of compassion and says no we can't do that so. he drives down the road and turns around at the store that is in front of my house IRL. Cath hops in and we're on the way. At some point we are sitting in a little 50's dinner and  I tell my ex  "we can only be friends" because magically I was back with my real BF we continue on the road trip anyway My BF now with us. Can anyone say AWK? and then  I'm somehow at a gas station in this dream, I guess we stopped to get gas, IDK, but then I'm working at the gas station. At the cash register i'm ringing people up, and these normal looking teenagers (all chicks) come up to the counter to buy gas/get the pump turned on. I suddenly realize that I don't know how to turn on the pump so I call over my boss (who looks like someone I know but I can't figure it out ), he comes over and says well here's how you do this. and like any boss teaching someone how to do some thing he takes forever, so the teens get impatient. I say i'm sorry and all the sudden we are watching the security cam. the chicks in the car that were with the chicks in the store suddenly are hit by another car, this turns into a freaky running/driving down the road. this is all on the t.v connected to the camera. So one of the chicks is hit by a car in this running thing and dies. now I'm no longer watching the TV i'm one of the girls (who looks like a friends friend who no one reading this knows) and we're wrapping the body in white garbage bags. we throw her in the back of the truck which looks exactly like the truck I was taking a road trip in with my ex and company. so we drive the truck to this creepy old house where we carry her up the falling down steps and into this room. we lift up the floor boards and underneath are about 10 other dead bodies, we throw her in with them, and one of the girls says "no one can know that we live the life of something starting with an N, I can't remember but it reminds me of Project Mayhem from Fight Club so that's what I'm calling it or just PM cuz that's shorter. So now I'm no longer part of PM i'm watching them through a window on a door that opens into the room. the side of the door I'm standing in has stairs and on the other side there is the same thing. The house has become a falling down version of the day care I used to work in, only the building no kids. on the other side through the other door, there is a creepy woman watching the PM chicks, and she looks like Roseanne Barr crossed with Rosy O'Donnell and the speech teacher from my elementary school. So the PMs get worried that she saw them and start looking for her, I freak out and hide because they're looking everywhere, but now it's not looking for the woman it's tryouts for being one of the Them, because surprise PM is some kind of cult, and now I'm at VWC but it doesn't look like VWC. So this tryout thing is going on, no idea how it works I just know that I'm the only one inside and that's really good for some reason because none of the other tryout people are able to stay inside the freaky house/daycare thing, that is now magically on VWC's campus (WTF?). so the tryouts are over and the PMs call all the people together. there are like 6 of them and they suddenly look like scene kids  but college age, exsecpt for one who looks like Natalie Portman (soooo blame my BF for that one).  They tell me good job for staying inside and to go stand with the others. so in the crowd I find bre_the_writer who looks like Lynette, and historygeek90. and then I remember that purpleyedemon had been there earlier telling me not to go on the road trip and I'm confused that I can't find her in the group, but the other two and i start talking and decided to join PM, on the way back to the dorms I decide that it isn't a good idea and that I don't want to do it anymore. So there is a meeting of PM the next "night" and I don't go. but the other two come find me and say that they're worried that if I don't go the PMs will come after me. I tell them to tell the PMs I'm sick. So they head off to the creepy house and then it's the night after that already and I'm skipping again so Natalie Portman comes to talk to me and I say that I understand it's super secret but it's not for me and I know to keep my mouth shut, she says fine and goes back to the creepy house. I know she's lying and that it's not fine so I run back to my dorm to hide. in the dream I have a double and my roommate has dropped out. it's like the ones in south so it has a bathroom. I get there and three maintenance guys are working on my Bathroom (bob and Frank are there, actual VWC Maintenance guys) and there is a random girl doing her hair in my mirror, she has suit cases and things to spend the night. I ask her who the hell she is and what she's doing. she says she's a friend of Natalie's. not Natalie Portman's but my ex roommate (in the dream). I have a flashback of Roommate Natalie, who looks like the Natalie who lived on my hall freshmen year storming out the door. I tell this girl oh hell no she moved out last semester and that she needs to leave. she says no she can stay here, because Lynette says it's okay. I said no it's not okay you need to leave. Then I ask the 3 guys when they'll be done. they say they're done and leave. so I walk into my now fixed bathroom, that i can't remember anything being wrong with and find a huge shower, a golden toilet and sink and a jacuzzi tub. I decide to take a bath and destress. I start running the water and go back into the room to get my book. the room is now full of people I don't know talking to the girl who thinks she's spending the night. I let out a very true to life scream of RAGE and grab my book and head into my bathroom, where the tub has disappeared. I look around and yell, well fuck this and the wake up!

I have no idea what the hell is going on here. I'm sure a lot of it has to do with the fact that I have no job and have been nagged to go find one and no ones hiring and I'm stressed to hell and back about it. Or maybe the Mac and cheese I had before bed. Or the fact that i fell asleep during a storm. IDK. but it's weird. can any of you figure it out?

sweet dreams are made of these

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