[#2] I Had A Dream Last Night...
...It was a romance movie. ...I'm pretty damn sure.
I don't really know. When I woke up, I was pretty confused and wondering why in the hell I'd dreamt up a frigging romance movie. And a convuluted one at that. Oh and did I mention that the leading "love" changed form three times in this dream? It was like, damn it, pick one person, damn it.
Quite predictably, I can't remember the beginning scenes as well as the ending ones, but I'll try. From what I can remember of the beginning of the movie, I mean, dream, was the attempts to get the leading guy and myself to talk. One of my friends was seriously pushing for it, trying all sorts of shit, even leading to the open bathroom where he was washing his hands. lol. I can't remember if we talked or not, but I do remember this. During this scene and the second scene, he'd been a tall black guy. Lanky and awkward. lol. Reminded me of a guy back in high school that used to ask me out. XP Friend, but nothing more. (Just realized, all the three forms reminded me of past people. askljdfiae;ldfkj) I don't know if this scene was in this special house or not, but I think... it probably was. The special house is this AMAZING place - large as all hell. Spiraling staircases. Each room had some sort of "purpose" or what not. It was just beautiful. I remember being at the very top and when you looked out the window, it looked like blue - all water and a skinny bridge made of wood or something. And not a bridge. Like one of those decks, but connected to something at the other end. It was angular and had turns (that I don't quite understand) that connected where we were to the land across from us. It was just amazing.
Anyway, eventually we must've talked, because the next scene I remember was an attempt at a date scene. I think that I was trying to keep the "relationship" a secret (man, that sounds familiar) and so when I was trying to get to the movie room (lolol), I ran into my grandmother (???!!!) who suddenly looked ill and of course I was concerned and was like, omg. are you okay? Are you feeling okay? And she wasn't. Not really, but she was trying to act like she felt better than she looked. Well, about two or three rooms over, my date was waiting for me - kinda frantic. And somehow he runs into my dad (wklejaisodj wtf?) and they both go to the room that I'm at, and I'm talking to someone and asking them to take care of my grandmother. And my dad's like, oh, is she okay? And I assure him that she's fine (his mother, as it is) and he's like oh. The guy, on the other hand, was completely comfortable with showing off that we may have a relationship to my father, but I nudge him away and we go into the movie room. We. As in my date. My father. And me. Yeah. awkward. Even better? That was totally the arrangement of the seating. *dies* I don't know what my date fucking thought, but I know I thought it was hilarious. We didn't move though and my father totally enjoyed the movie with us.
The third scene I remember was one of the biggest. He changed forms in this one and reminded me of my ex-boyfriend. ...Kinda. Not as short. But he had stubble on his face, and ...yeah, that kinda sealed the deal for me. lol So um. It was a dance scene. Where there was a party going on and I remember C showing up at some point and dragging me to the dance floor with her. And during that scene, we were joining in some LINE dancing?! (LOLOL WTF. It was like a dance sequence out of a movie where everyone's dancing in sync.) Until there was one point in the dance where the people in the front row (where we were) had no idea what was going on and in one of the moves have to turn around, but at that point, everyone behind us was kinda crouched down and in the middle of the crowd there was a line of people led by this ONE girl and it was obviously her moment to shine. When we turned, a girl behind us kinda hissed, get down. So what else could we do? Although C and I looked at each other and without words were like, wtf????
Right after the next number is about to play - something high paced and bouncy - and then it quickly switches over to a slow dance. C and I move to leave but then romance interest - ex-boyfriend XP - stops me and asks me to dance. And of course, I say okay. And here's the weird part. Usually you put your hands AROUND the waist, or on the waist, or you could do it properly. But. He put his arms around my knees and danced the ENTIRE dance like that. And yes, my feet were still on the ground so it was like an amazing... well, feat. *snerks* Anyway. So the entire dance (or what there was of him) I was like COMPLETELY confused. And startled. And I had danced it with a proper frame, because wtf. I didn't know how to hold him since idek what the fuck was going on. At one point in the dance, he just... vanishes. And it's the point in the slow song when it's at its slowest. So I could keep up the dance by myself. Mind you, the entire floor had been emptied. Probably the doing of romance interest. And at the point when the song goes from slowest to moderately slow - a little bouncy - I pass by the food table and two of my guy friends (this dream had a shitload of guys - like my own personal harem) are talking and I hear one of them go. "It's at that point of the song, huh?"
That's when I came to a full stop. Feeling entirely alone, foolish, completely embarrassed and so, I run off. I run upstairs, through different rooms - run across friends, family - like the entire movie's cast, run up more stairs until I get to the very top and two guys look at me with concern before I collapse on the couch and they go outside of the room. To the top of the staircase where... they're armed with balloons. It was so fucking ridiculous. Because they were trying to KEEP him from me - he was running up the stairs - and they were using the most random things. Balloons. The guy with the skateboard - he had something in his hand. And after two minutes, I go back out to the hallway and tell them to STOP it. Then rush down the hallway with lead following behind me trying to talk. And guy with skateboard is right in front of me, looking like he's about to attack and I say sharply. "Don't you dare."
By this point, we're walking through all these different rooms. And we stop at one with the amazing view of the ocean or river or whatever it is. And we're arguing like hell. And he's telling me how this house had been for me and all this shit. And I yell back and tell him that "yes, the house is amazing, and gorgeous and amazing and gorgeous. And I can't think of any other words to us. But it doesn't matter. You left me on that dance floor." He kinda looks back at me pathetically - apologetically and moves to say something (apologize probably) and I interrupt him, telling him that it didn't matter what material things he gave me. I had felt foolish and alone on that dance floor by myself. And that I couldn't forgive him for that.
At some point, we must've gone to a room near the exit, because we run across the chef who's packing up all his stuff and this is so random. And my brain is obviously more fluent in Japanese than I am. Because I'm thanking him for the food in Japanese - how I knew, I don't even know. And he thanks me back then asks how the food was. I tell him it was good, delicious. And then he says something in fluid Japanese that I can't quite remember. I think the me in the dream knew what it meant, but didn't know the right words. So all I did was nod and laugh in my agreement. Then he's on this moped and about to drive off and I tell him to be careful.
This is when romance lead changes form again - reminded me of a kid back in elementary school that I had the hugest crush on - small and Asian and the bike wasn't running well so lead was running behind him, trying to start the gear or something (I don't know bikes or whatever) and suddenly he's dressed in cameo. The bike starts up or rushes alive or something, because he stops and turns around to look at me, and.... Yeah. End of dream. RIGHT THERE.
I don't know why I was dreaming of all these guys from my past. Or whatever. I am not, however, surprised I dreamt in movie form - ahahaha, so convoluted - but still. Romance movie? Interesting. Had to happen at some point. And man this was a long write-up. o.o
Okay. Just had to write this all down before I forgot (lol. Vivid as all hell, apparently. Over 1000 words. >.>) But now have cleaning to do. Mom got all dictator!self while I wrote that. a;kdjife;asdkjflk Hell. That's what today is gonna be. >.> Next post should be about my dinner with cynicalism and procreational. :DDDDDDDDDDD
I don't really know. When I woke up, I was pretty confused and wondering why in the hell I'd dreamt up a frigging romance movie. And a convuluted one at that. Oh and did I mention that the leading "love" changed form three times in this dream? It was like, damn it, pick one person, damn it.
Quite predictably, I can't remember the beginning scenes as well as the ending ones, but I'll try. From what I can remember of the beginning of the movie, I mean, dream, was the attempts to get the leading guy and myself to talk. One of my friends was seriously pushing for it, trying all sorts of shit, even leading to the open bathroom where he was washing his hands. lol. I can't remember if we talked or not, but I do remember this. During this scene and the second scene, he'd been a tall black guy. Lanky and awkward. lol. Reminded me of a guy back in high school that used to ask me out. XP Friend, but nothing more. (Just realized, all the three forms reminded me of past people. askljdfiae;ldfkj) I don't know if this scene was in this special house or not, but I think... it probably was. The special house is this AMAZING place - large as all hell. Spiraling staircases. Each room had some sort of "purpose" or what not. It was just beautiful. I remember being at the very top and when you looked out the window, it looked like blue - all water and a skinny bridge made of wood or something. And not a bridge. Like one of those decks, but connected to something at the other end. It was angular and had turns (that I don't quite understand) that connected where we were to the land across from us. It was just amazing.
Anyway, eventually we must've talked, because the next scene I remember was an attempt at a date scene. I think that I was trying to keep the "relationship" a secret (man, that sounds familiar) and so when I was trying to get to the movie room (lolol), I ran into my grandmother (???!!!) who suddenly looked ill and of course I was concerned and was like, omg. are you okay? Are you feeling okay? And she wasn't. Not really, but she was trying to act like she felt better than she looked. Well, about two or three rooms over, my date was waiting for me - kinda frantic. And somehow he runs into my dad (wklejaisodj wtf?) and they both go to the room that I'm at, and I'm talking to someone and asking them to take care of my grandmother. And my dad's like, oh, is she okay? And I assure him that she's fine (his mother, as it is) and he's like oh. The guy, on the other hand, was completely comfortable with showing off that we may have a relationship to my father, but I nudge him away and we go into the movie room. We. As in my date. My father. And me. Yeah. awkward. Even better? That was totally the arrangement of the seating. *dies* I don't know what my date fucking thought, but I know I thought it was hilarious. We didn't move though and my father totally enjoyed the movie with us.
The third scene I remember was one of the biggest. He changed forms in this one and reminded me of my ex-boyfriend. ...Kinda. Not as short. But he had stubble on his face, and ...yeah, that kinda sealed the deal for me. lol So um. It was a dance scene. Where there was a party going on and I remember C showing up at some point and dragging me to the dance floor with her. And during that scene, we were joining in some LINE dancing?! (LOLOL WTF. It was like a dance sequence out of a movie where everyone's dancing in sync.) Until there was one point in the dance where the people in the front row (where we were) had no idea what was going on and in one of the moves have to turn around, but at that point, everyone behind us was kinda crouched down and in the middle of the crowd there was a line of people led by this ONE girl and it was obviously her moment to shine. When we turned, a girl behind us kinda hissed, get down. So what else could we do? Although C and I looked at each other and without words were like, wtf????
Right after the next number is about to play - something high paced and bouncy - and then it quickly switches over to a slow dance. C and I move to leave but then romance interest - ex-boyfriend XP - stops me and asks me to dance. And of course, I say okay. And here's the weird part. Usually you put your hands AROUND the waist, or on the waist, or you could do it properly. But. He put his arms around my knees and danced the ENTIRE dance like that. And yes, my feet were still on the ground so it was like an amazing... well, feat. *snerks* Anyway. So the entire dance (or what there was of him) I was like COMPLETELY confused. And startled. And I had danced it with a proper frame, because wtf. I didn't know how to hold him since idek what the fuck was going on. At one point in the dance, he just... vanishes. And it's the point in the slow song when it's at its slowest. So I could keep up the dance by myself. Mind you, the entire floor had been emptied. Probably the doing of romance interest. And at the point when the song goes from slowest to moderately slow - a little bouncy - I pass by the food table and two of my guy friends (this dream had a shitload of guys - like my own personal harem) are talking and I hear one of them go. "It's at that point of the song, huh?"
That's when I came to a full stop. Feeling entirely alone, foolish, completely embarrassed and so, I run off. I run upstairs, through different rooms - run across friends, family - like the entire movie's cast, run up more stairs until I get to the very top and two guys look at me with concern before I collapse on the couch and they go outside of the room. To the top of the staircase where... they're armed with balloons. It was so fucking ridiculous. Because they were trying to KEEP him from me - he was running up the stairs - and they were using the most random things. Balloons. The guy with the skateboard - he had something in his hand. And after two minutes, I go back out to the hallway and tell them to STOP it. Then rush down the hallway with lead following behind me trying to talk. And guy with skateboard is right in front of me, looking like he's about to attack and I say sharply. "Don't you dare."
By this point, we're walking through all these different rooms. And we stop at one with the amazing view of the ocean or river or whatever it is. And we're arguing like hell. And he's telling me how this house had been for me and all this shit. And I yell back and tell him that "yes, the house is amazing, and gorgeous and amazing and gorgeous. And I can't think of any other words to us. But it doesn't matter. You left me on that dance floor." He kinda looks back at me pathetically - apologetically and moves to say something (apologize probably) and I interrupt him, telling him that it didn't matter what material things he gave me. I had felt foolish and alone on that dance floor by myself. And that I couldn't forgive him for that.
At some point, we must've gone to a room near the exit, because we run across the chef who's packing up all his stuff and this is so random. And my brain is obviously more fluent in Japanese than I am. Because I'm thanking him for the food in Japanese - how I knew, I don't even know. And he thanks me back then asks how the food was. I tell him it was good, delicious. And then he says something in fluid Japanese that I can't quite remember. I think the me in the dream knew what it meant, but didn't know the right words. So all I did was nod and laugh in my agreement. Then he's on this moped and about to drive off and I tell him to be careful.
This is when romance lead changes form again - reminded me of a kid back in elementary school that I had the hugest crush on - small and Asian and the bike wasn't running well so lead was running behind him, trying to start the gear or something (I don't know bikes or whatever) and suddenly he's dressed in cameo. The bike starts up or rushes alive or something, because he stops and turns around to look at me, and.... Yeah. End of dream. RIGHT THERE.
I don't know why I was dreaming of all these guys from my past. Or whatever. I am not, however, surprised I dreamt in movie form - ahahaha, so convoluted - but still. Romance movie? Interesting. Had to happen at some point. And man this was a long write-up. o.o
Okay. Just had to write this all down before I forgot (lol. Vivid as all hell, apparently. Over 1000 words. >.>) But now have cleaning to do. Mom got all dictator!self while I wrote that. a;kdjife;asdkjflk Hell. That's what today is gonna be. >.> Next post should be about my dinner with cynicalism and procreational. :DDDDDDDDDDD