I have never had a dream that made my blood boil. Last night was my first time. My friend who just had a baby threw a house party for her little one. I was there and around noon, she thanked me for coming and tried rushing me out of the house. At first, I was really confused, but I thought, ah, I bet he's almost here. Her brother is coming. I didn't want to argue and didn't want to see him anyway, so I got my stuff and tried to leave. After much effort, I was still there. I stared at the door, earnestly reaching for it. It opened, and he walked in. My initial reaction was "wow. There he is. It's him."
I overheard him talking to another friend. They were talking about diamond engagement rings. Hearing this conversation made me furious. The thing about him is, first of all, when I knew him, he knew nothing about diamonds, and secondly, when he wants to get something, he does a hell of a lot of research about that subject before he makes his selection. And why the hell would he want to research diamond rings? There's only one reason. Makes me sick just thinking about it. He also mentioned he wanted to get a garter... Whatever.
I left. Finally! But I was boiling. I started slamming doors, chairs, anything I could get my hands on. I was deeply hurt and seared with anger. How could this have happened?! How???!!! I don't want to go into full detail about my rage, so just imagine really pissed, but x 100. But then two women walked in and told me they wanted me to pick out fabric so that they could make me something. I politely declined their kind offer, but they kept insisting, so I said I wanted a bed sheet. So we went to the store and blah blah blah. The rest of the dream is quite boring.
Okay, thanks for reading. I just had to get that off my chest. I'm awake now, duh, but I'm still pretty pissed off. This dream better not come true, especially the part about the two ladies. Ha ha. Just kidding.
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