This is a dream I had last night:
Morgan Freeman kidnapped someone (in my dream I knew them) and took her to the very top floor of a building. It was hells high up. Well, he managed to flip the building so everything was upside down. There was a little screen where I could see people walking around on the street and I was hanging above them. Also, for some reason, Morgan Freeman put a bunch of cardboard boxes or something stacked up, which held the building up. It was weird. Well, then I was like a detective and I was investigating in a warehouse looking for the kidnapped person and I saw a bunch of cardboard boxes lying around. I started packing them in the back of this truck that was hanging around. The actor Donal Logue (see here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donal_Logue) was also a detective trying to help me solve the case and we accidentally shot someone in the head…and then I woke up because my family gets up at 6am and I do not.
However, I fell back asleep and had another dream. Don’t really remember this one as well, but do remember looking for someone and finding them in the food court with two other people…Oh! I do remember that in the dream I was pregnant and really, really unhappy about it. Everyone parents, grandparents knew about it and they were all happy, but I was upset because I kept thinking about my “ruined future.”
Friday, January 29, 2010
Dream
I had a dream Wednesday night that my oldest sister was getting married. She is engaged to be married, but not until next Novemeber. IN the dream she was getting married well ahead of time and I actually didnt even know about it until I saw it happening. I said, "What's going on?" and someone said, "Ashley is getting married." And I was all, "Thanks for letting me know."
Ok, so in this dream my sister was wearing a really ugly wedding dress. The style of the dress was something she had mentioned she liked, hwoever, what made it hells ugly was that there was this long, heavy cape that hung off of it. On it, there were dark green velvet leaves sown onto it. Right? Ew.
My middle sister and I were sitting at the table watching the hoedown that was taking place for whatever reason and then my sister started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said, "I can't tell you here." So, we went into a different room. In the dream I thought she was going to tell me that she could see the ghost of our Nana, but what she said was that she could see ghosts and they told her which lottery numbers to play and which movie to bet on for the Oscars. She also told me that Mariah Carey was going to hang herself.
AS we were leaving the room to head back to the wedding, my oldest sister came to bring us to the mandatory etiquette meeting all the women had to attend. We went and then the next thing I knew I was talking with my friend K...Emily... She was cleaning out her car and I asked her if she wanted to go to the wedding. She said no. I asked if she was mad because she "wasn't invited" and then told her that I didn't even know it was happening this day. I asked her again if she wanted to come and she said no, she had a doctors appointment. I told her it was nighttime.
Finally, as I was leaving the wedding, I turned back and Mariah Carey had hung herself over a waterfall. My dream ended.
Ok, so in this dream my sister was wearing a really ugly wedding dress. The style of the dress was something she had mentioned she liked, hwoever, what made it hells ugly was that there was this long, heavy cape that hung off of it. On it, there were dark green velvet leaves sown onto it. Right? Ew.
My middle sister and I were sitting at the table watching the hoedown that was taking place for whatever reason and then my sister started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said, "I can't tell you here." So, we went into a different room. In the dream I thought she was going to tell me that she could see the ghost of our Nana, but what she said was that she could see ghosts and they told her which lottery numbers to play and which movie to bet on for the Oscars. She also told me that Mariah Carey was going to hang herself.
AS we were leaving the room to head back to the wedding, my oldest sister came to bring us to the mandatory etiquette meeting all the women had to attend. We went and then the next thing I knew I was talking with my friend K...Emily... She was cleaning out her car and I asked her if she wanted to go to the wedding. She said no. I asked if she was mad because she "wasn't invited" and then told her that I didn't even know it was happening this day. I asked her again if she wanted to come and she said no, she had a doctors appointment. I told her it was nighttime.
Finally, as I was leaving the wedding, I turned back and Mariah Carey had hung herself over a waterfall. My dream ended.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Dream
I had a dream my sister was married to Edward Norton and kidnapped by Hannibal Lector. At first in the dream I was thinking that this was Red Dragon, but then other weird stuff started happening (bald Gooch) and I finally gave up trying to rationalize it and let it happen. Oh, did I mention in the dream when my sister was being kidnapped and I was talking to Edward Norton the only thing running through my mind was not, "Dear God, don't let my sister be eaten" but "I hope that bitch gets eaten and someone has to console Edward Norton." I think I fail as a sister and succeed as a creeper.
So....
It's been a while, faithful readers (Katie and AD). Not much has happened except:
1) I epically failed at a few things, namely life.
2) I rediscovered The Boondock Saints...so that's how I spent my Christmas break.
3) Living at college is driving me crazy.
4) I'm a lightweight who can hold a surprising amount of alcohol in her body. I think it settles in my boobs.
5) Starting tomorrow there will be serious lifestyle changes within the body of...holy shit. Almost wrote my full name out. In the body of ME.
Stay tuned. I'll probably be complaining for the rest of the year. I made the resolution to be more self confident...And then I saw a picture of myself. There is nothing to be proud of...YET.
1) I epically failed at a few things, namely life.
2) I rediscovered The Boondock Saints...so that's how I spent my Christmas break.
3) Living at college is driving me crazy.
4) I'm a lightweight who can hold a surprising amount of alcohol in her body. I think it settles in my boobs.
5) Starting tomorrow there will be serious lifestyle changes within the body of...holy shit. Almost wrote my full name out. In the body of ME.
Stay tuned. I'll probably be complaining for the rest of the year. I made the resolution to be more self confident...And then I saw a picture of myself. There is nothing to be proud of...YET.
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