so last night i had this dream...
i had this dream last night that i was going to the library. i think i was driving. but i must have turned without realizing it, because suddenly i was on this street that made me turn left and led up this big wooded hill. at the top there was a fence, and i guy guarding it because i believe there was a funeral going on on the other side, which was probably within the botanical garden. so i turned around and started riding my bike down the hill. as i was going down, the funeral party started coming up the hill (walking, i think). i think they were bosnian, which is kind of unimportant, but anyway i gathered that the grandmother had died. they were sitting around waiting until they had to process into the funeral (or something). i was going to leave but then they started having this interesting discussion about history and culture, illustrated by informative posters that an aunt had. then i noticed this guy my age near the back, who was trying to put some plastic on his ear to cover up an earring. i asked him about it and told him that i had just gotten my ears pierced, too, and he said that his grandma didn't want him to pierce his ear so he was covering it up out of respect. we had a nice conversation, but then he had to go into the funeral. he invited me to go with them, but i said that i probably shouldn't.
also last night, i had a dream that somehow involved killing lots of people in a casino/bar type setting, because the people were evil (except for margaret and paul, who showed up again!), but they kept beating down on me psychologically until i didn't know who to kill and i had to run outside. yeah... that's pretty much all i remember. except that i think i also had a camp-related dream that involved a camper throwing up, so i carried her to the nurse. the end.
um... sorry if you just read all that.
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i just read all of that and i accept your apology.
i did. i like dreams, so i dont mind.
woah... thats twice its happened to me. yesterday somebody posted th exactly same time too
you have cool dreams.
what, no dreams of me? i'm hurt
i tend to think that my dreams are generally interesting if bizarre. like this one, the guy was kind of cute. of course, the more interesting dream would be about me killing lots of people. if only i could remember more of it (like that dream with the pope, where paul died!).
you know the interesting dreams are the sex ones. duh.
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