[i'm too lazy to fix all of the typos/misspellings.]
i rarely ever remember my dreams,
but last night i had several
and they were so vivid/scare/crazy/weird.
dream one:
[when bugs attack.]
my mother, step-father, little sister and i were all in texas visiting my grandfather. for whatever reason (actually i could think of a few) my grandfather is very rude to me and is nearly ignoring me. he has a parrot. well, in my dream he does, not in real life. while everyone is visiting in the living room, i wander into the parrot's room. there are seeds nearly covering the entire floor of this room. i think "hm, grandpa is much messier now than he used to be," and i head back into the living room. we all go out to eat, which in my dream is just a small blurb of all of us at a restraunt. the next thing i know we are all back home and everyone is asleep except for me. once again, i wander into the parrot's room. i notice that there is a smooshed snake lying within all of the seeds on the ground. i have no idea what it is doing there, what kind of snake it is (other than big), or how it was smooshed. then, i begin to notice these strange large cockaroach type bugs that are meandering through the seeds. i begin to notice that there are actually tons of them... everywhere. i think to myself that they must blend in with the seeds so well that i didn't notice them before. suddenly, i am unable to stand. i fall to the ground where i am immediatly over run by scorpions that were hiding within the seeds as well! scorpions! they all cling to me, to my clothes. they begin to sting me. i am screaming in pain, and trying to knock all of them off of me. after screaming for a moment, i realize that noone is coming to help me, that this is something i must, for some reason, deal with on my own. slowly, in a great deal of pain, i inch my way over to a shower. covered in stinging scorpions i turn the shower on as an attempt to remove them my body. the shower does no good, actually, the scorpions' "nest" is beneath the shower. more scorpions come. suddenly, as if i am somebody else, i am telling the story of a girl who had drowned herself in her grandfather's shower trying to escape a scorpion attack. this ending was just a split second or so, of me when a chart of how the girl, myself, had drowned. it was something similar to a talk show or maybe even the evening news. i woke up terrified, my body still stinging.
dream two:
[baby-sitting mishap]
this dream i don't recall in as great of detail. i will try to sum it up as well as i can. basically, my cousin lindsey was babysitting this boy who was around the age of twelve. i'm not sure why he needed to be babysat at that age, but oh well. lindsey and i are hanging out at her "place" (not sure where that is) when he is dropped off. because he is twelve, it is more like "hanging out" than it is babysitting. well, this kid is just a tiny thing. small little hands, skinny, blonde hair. he is simply charming. the entire time we spend with him i can hardly believe that he is only twelve. he leaves and i discuss this disbelief with lindsey. she agrees, and explains to me how much she loves the job. well, this boy comes over to lindsey's more and more. for some reason, i am always there. maybe we are roomates of some sort. eventually, we find out that is twelve year old boy in in love with me. normally, this would be something to brush off. how cute, mr. middle school has a crush on an older lady. however, because he is just so fabulous and mature, it seems oddly real. i then find myself hanging out with this boy. the more i learn about him the more i like him. he seems nearly twenty years old. great taste in books, movies, music. weird. i spend the rest of the dream hanging out with him and feeling very odd because i almost [want] to have feelings for him even though he is twelve. then i feel guilty for wanting to have feelings for someone so young. maybe i should have only read lolita once instead of three times.
dream three:
[hooka marathon]
unfortunately, i only remember the basics of this dream. i was living in an semi-outdoors village with friends and family. well, our neighborhood "area" was all friends and family. there was a large celebration taking place, and i was, once again, with my cousin lindsey, and other various un-identifiable friends. we decided that we were going to smoke out of this hooka that lindsey had. sidenote: lindsey does not, in real life, own a hooka. it was a giant very sparkly hooka, and it was hidden behind a fence. i walked over to the fence and pulled the hooka from its hiding spot. suddenly, there are sirens going off everywhere. police and military people come to inform us that we must evacuate or "village" because there were deadly chemicals and tokins leaking into the air. well, i was more concerned about everyone getting into the trouble because of the hooka then i was about these "deadly chemicals." so, i ran and ran and ran trying to find someplace to hide this hooka. i was trying to dodge police and military officials throughout the village. i'm not sure why i thought, with deadly chemicals in the air, they would be concerned about lindsey's hooka. i ran, in a very movie-esque style, for such a long time before finally giving up and just tossing the hooka over the fence. instantly, a boy with red hair, who i was, i suppose, romantically close to in this dream world, ran up to me, pulled me close, and kissed me quite passionately. i think that because of the circumstances, it was a situation in which we were never going to see each other again. the last i remember of this dream was this red haired boy jogging away from me and joining a few of my aunts and uncles. they picked up their bags and walked out of the village.
but last night i had several
and they were so vivid/scare/crazy/weird.
dream one:
[when bugs attack.]
my mother, step-father, little sister and i were all in texas visiting my grandfather. for whatever reason (actually i could think of a few) my grandfather is very rude to me and is nearly ignoring me. he has a parrot. well, in my dream he does, not in real life. while everyone is visiting in the living room, i wander into the parrot's room. there are seeds nearly covering the entire floor of this room. i think "hm, grandpa is much messier now than he used to be," and i head back into the living room. we all go out to eat, which in my dream is just a small blurb of all of us at a restraunt. the next thing i know we are all back home and everyone is asleep except for me. once again, i wander into the parrot's room. i notice that there is a smooshed snake lying within all of the seeds on the ground. i have no idea what it is doing there, what kind of snake it is (other than big), or how it was smooshed. then, i begin to notice these strange large cockaroach type bugs that are meandering through the seeds. i begin to notice that there are actually tons of them... everywhere. i think to myself that they must blend in with the seeds so well that i didn't notice them before. suddenly, i am unable to stand. i fall to the ground where i am immediatly over run by scorpions that were hiding within the seeds as well! scorpions! they all cling to me, to my clothes. they begin to sting me. i am screaming in pain, and trying to knock all of them off of me. after screaming for a moment, i realize that noone is coming to help me, that this is something i must, for some reason, deal with on my own. slowly, in a great deal of pain, i inch my way over to a shower. covered in stinging scorpions i turn the shower on as an attempt to remove them my body. the shower does no good, actually, the scorpions' "nest" is beneath the shower. more scorpions come. suddenly, as if i am somebody else, i am telling the story of a girl who had drowned herself in her grandfather's shower trying to escape a scorpion attack. this ending was just a split second or so, of me when a chart of how the girl, myself, had drowned. it was something similar to a talk show or maybe even the evening news. i woke up terrified, my body still stinging.
dream two:
[baby-sitting mishap]
this dream i don't recall in as great of detail. i will try to sum it up as well as i can. basically, my cousin lindsey was babysitting this boy who was around the age of twelve. i'm not sure why he needed to be babysat at that age, but oh well. lindsey and i are hanging out at her "place" (not sure where that is) when he is dropped off. because he is twelve, it is more like "hanging out" than it is babysitting. well, this kid is just a tiny thing. small little hands, skinny, blonde hair. he is simply charming. the entire time we spend with him i can hardly believe that he is only twelve. he leaves and i discuss this disbelief with lindsey. she agrees, and explains to me how much she loves the job. well, this boy comes over to lindsey's more and more. for some reason, i am always there. maybe we are roomates of some sort. eventually, we find out that is twelve year old boy in in love with me. normally, this would be something to brush off. how cute, mr. middle school has a crush on an older lady. however, because he is just so fabulous and mature, it seems oddly real. i then find myself hanging out with this boy. the more i learn about him the more i like him. he seems nearly twenty years old. great taste in books, movies, music. weird. i spend the rest of the dream hanging out with him and feeling very odd because i almost [want] to have feelings for him even though he is twelve. then i feel guilty for wanting to have feelings for someone so young. maybe i should have only read lolita once instead of three times.
dream three:
[hooka marathon]
unfortunately, i only remember the basics of this dream. i was living in an semi-outdoors village with friends and family. well, our neighborhood "area" was all friends and family. there was a large celebration taking place, and i was, once again, with my cousin lindsey, and other various un-identifiable friends. we decided that we were going to smoke out of this hooka that lindsey had. sidenote: lindsey does not, in real life, own a hooka. it was a giant very sparkly hooka, and it was hidden behind a fence. i walked over to the fence and pulled the hooka from its hiding spot. suddenly, there are sirens going off everywhere. police and military people come to inform us that we must evacuate or "village" because there were deadly chemicals and tokins leaking into the air. well, i was more concerned about everyone getting into the trouble because of the hooka then i was about these "deadly chemicals." so, i ran and ran and ran trying to find someplace to hide this hooka. i was trying to dodge police and military officials throughout the village. i'm not sure why i thought, with deadly chemicals in the air, they would be concerned about lindsey's hooka. i ran, in a very movie-esque style, for such a long time before finally giving up and just tossing the hooka over the fence. instantly, a boy with red hair, who i was, i suppose, romantically close to in this dream world, ran up to me, pulled me close, and kissed me quite passionately. i think that because of the circumstances, it was a situation in which we were never going to see each other again. the last i remember of this dream was this red haired boy jogging away from me and joining a few of my aunts and uncles. they picked up their bags and walked out of the village.