Trump Supporters

Last night, I had a nightmare. I was surrounded by Trump supporters.

Dating B Wilson

The other night, I had a dream that Brian Wilson (the closer for the SF Giants) and I had gone out on a date. It went okay, nothing special. I later received an email from him telling me he had a great time and can't wait to see me again. The tone of his email sounded forced. I could tell he was trying to sound excited. He even said, "I can't wait to see you again. Heeeeeeee!!!" I remember thinking "Brian Wilson says 'heeeeeeee!!'???". That's not a very macho thing to say... Anyway, I didn't really fall for him and he didn't for me, so why are we still dating??? Can we just be friends?!

Dream - Underground Molester

I had a really disturbing dream last night. It started with me visiting a very grand hotel. The owner of this hotel has several other hotels around the world, all just as grand as this. I met up with a young friend, and he started telling me the owner isn't who he seems to be. On the outside, he is a respected and well-liked philanthropist and businessman, but underneath this facade, he is a sadistic child molester. My friend is one of his victims. He led me through a series of hallways and stairways, and finally arrived at an underground chamber lined with two short rows of stone beds. Against one wall is an elegant chair and a small altar with incense. My friend showed me a menu of items the man will make them do, in addition to being sexually assaulted. I read through the list and some of the things weren't too bad compared to being raped. One was having bugs crawl all over you. Lying on the beds were little boys. My friend told me these are his victims. He has many others, here as well as at his other hotel locations. My heart went out to all of them. They all looked so young and innocent. How can a monster do this to them?!

I started asking how they are feeling, but the man was in the room all of a sudden. I sat there not knowing what to do. He lit several sticks of incense, one stick for each of his present victims, and when he started addressing the boys, I got up to leave. He asked me where I was going. "I'm leaving." "No, you're not." He got up with a handful of incense in flames. "You cannot leave until your incense has burned out." He has claimed me as one of his victims. I started towards the door, but he threatened me by shoving the burning incense within an inch from my eye. I felt like I didn't have any choice but to sit down.

A couple of minutes later, I told him I was thirsty, so he allowed me to leave the room to get some water. I ran up and out of the hotel and bought a bottle of water. I thought, "How stupid of him. I can just run away right now. He can't find me." But I thought of the little boys waiting for their punishment. If I didn't go back, I knew he would hurt them even more, maybe even kill them.

As I made my way back to the hotel, I knew I was walking towards my death. Going down one of the escalators, I saw two friends I haven't seen in more than a year, since my wedding, and I hugged them and told them that I love them, something I've never done. They both gave me puzzled looks. A few feet away, I saw someone I really don't care for too much, but I gave that person a hug anyway to say hello. Continuing on, thoughts were racing through my head. Should I make a scene so that if people don't see me for a while, they may start to wonder where that girl who made a scene had gone? Deciding it wouldn't make a difference, I headed back to the room. I slowly crept down the stairs leading down to the stone door, taking a deep breath with every step, afraid what I would see inside. I reached to push the door open, and I woke up.

I think all of this happened because of 1) I watched "Kick-Ass" last night, and 2) I've been thinking of a couple of my friends lately. Weird how dreams will warp and bend your thoughts into something so strange.

Dream - It's the Experience

Two nights ago, I had a dream that my younger sister won first prize on a raffle. I heard the announcer rewarding the second place winner with a techy gadget and $500,000. I thought, "Wow!! $500,000?! If second place gets that much, I wonder how much first place gets!! Wow!!" Guess what first place received? The grand winner gets to dress up as Bell Biv Devoe (a 90's R&B trio) and perform on stage. Second place gets $500,000 and first place gets to dress up in funny clothes and jump around on stage. Wow. You've got to be kidding me.

My sister and her very wacky friend Lynda were ready to go (in my dream they looked ten years old... so cute), but they needed a third member. You can't just have Bell and Biv and no Devoe. So I reluctantly agreed to do it. I was in the shower getting ready, but thinking, "This isn't a PRIZE!! It's TORTURE!!!!" I don't want to dance on stage!!! Second place is so much better!

Here, my dream ended, but without understanding the moral of the story. It's not the things that you can buy that are important, it's the EXPERIENCES you gather through life.

Screw experience! I'd rather half a mil!

Dream - The Truth Revealed

I had a dream a couple nights ago that involved a really good friend (GF) and someone else (SE). SE tells GF that there is a Giants lamp on sale on ebay for only $13! What a find, but GF isn't interested in any Giants paraphernalia since she nor her husband are into that. Knowing that my husband Keith is a huge Giants fan, she texts me about it. I'm interested, but delays in responding to her text.

A couple of hours later, she calls me. "Hey, did you check out the Giants lamp?" she asks eagerly. "SE told me about it and maybe Keith will really like it. Are you gonna get it? You should!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Did you check it out?"

"No, I didn't."

"Yeah, that sounds like something Keith would like, but I should get details first before deciding."

I log on to ebay and find the post GF and SE are talking about. I am totally confused. There is no lamp for sale for $13. What IS for sale is a mansion in Europe that a former Giant lived in for a nice price tag of $1.3 million.

What I gather from this dream reflects some things I am going through personally. SE feeds lies to GF. Intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know, but they are things that are not true. GF believes everything SE tells her without thinking twice, believing SE would never lie to her, hide the truth, etc. And here I am, with the facts revealed, and really, nothing that I can... should do. In time, I hope GF will see what truly stands in front of her.

Dream - I Have ESP

I have ESP. And why am I so sure?

I had a dream a couple of weeks ago. In my dream, one of my close friends whispered a secret in my ear, something I wasn't supposed to know. I couldn't hear her so asked her to repeat it. I still couldn't make out what she was saying. After the third time, she started walking away. I thought about it a little, and things started to make sense. I yelled after her. "It's ____, isn't it?! She's pregnant! Huh??!!" But she couldn't hear me.

So I found out today that ____ IS in fact pregnant! See? I DO have ESP, huh? I gotta say, that is pretty cool! (It's pretty cool that I have this rare trait. That's what I meant.)

P.S. OK, fine. I'm not totally convinced I do, but that is cool, right?

Dream - Eggplants

In my dream a couple of weeks ago, I noticed that my hands were dry and cracked with white lines everywhere. I've never seen hands this dry before. These white spots started forming into little white chunks of dried up flesh, but grew bigger and bigger and bigger until POOF! They became huge eggplants!! WHAT THE HECK?! Eggplants were growing out of my hands and they just kept coming!! I showed my friend. "LOOK WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME!!! I HAVE EGGPLANTS GROWING OUT OF MY HANDS!!!!" My friend shook his head and smiled. "Oh don't worry about it," he said in a casual tone. "My hands do the same thing, but I can do that with playing cards." He showed me his palms and wudduya know. White clumps of dead flesh became playing cards, sort of like Gambit from X-Men, but a lot grosser.

Most Stressful Dream Ever

I'm getting married in six weeks, but have yet to feel stressed with the planning, which is wonderful! (But I know it's going to come soon because there is just an unbelievable number of little things to do still! And thanks to everyone who have offered to help!) But several weeks ago, I learned that someone I know was so stressed from her wedding planning that she got shingles! Wow! That's horrible! Felt so bad for her, but also wondered if I was supposed to be stressed too! Don't know why but I felt a little guilty for thinking the planning was really fun and smooth. So all of this thinking got to me.

That night, I dreamed that I was standing on a balcony watching Keith, my fiance, make a speech during our reception. All of a sudden, I realized that I was supposed to make a speech too, but CRAP! I don't have one prepared! So I grabbed some napkins and starting scribbling things down, writing things, crossing things out. A nosy man next to me snorted and haughtily chuckled in a British accent, "You are so low class." I looked up at him puzzled. "You use too many periods in your sentences." Wide-eyed, I said, "This is a rough draft!!" Ugh! It was my turn to give my speech. I was pretty happy because what I came up with on my napkins turned out to be pretty good. I started talking. The words that came out of my mouth did not match my thoughts on my napkins. What was wrong with me?! I just couldn't control what I was saying! Disastrous.

I left the building to walk over to my ceremony. (Reception came first in my dream.) I glanced at my reflection off a window and to my horror, I looked like crap! My eye makeup had smeared all over my eyes and my hair was a mess. I found my makeup artist and asked him if he could fix me up. Jutting out one hip and throwing one hand in the air, he said, "Oh don't worry! Stuff like that always happens!!" And he left without helping me! What?! I was late for my ceremony so picked up the folds of my wedding dress and started running. I looked at my feet and I was wearing running shoes?! And jeans underneath my dress?! What?! How did this happen?! Too late. No time to change. I ran up to the altar completely out of breath and standing before me, in Keith's spot, was one of my girlfriends. What?! Where's Keith? Why is my friend here? What's going on? The ceremony started and I'm about to marry one of my girlfriends. Thoughts were racing through my mind. I don't want to marry her. I don't want to be a lesbian. I don't want to go on my honeymoon with her. My mom and dad are going to have a really tough time getting used to this whole lesbian thing!!

And then I woke up. Whew! I'm still marrying Keith and I'm not a lesbian!! Woohoo!!

Dreams - Coolest and Grossest Ever

Two nights ago, I had the coolest and grossest dream... ever.

I was in a really crowded place. Tons of people were around me, mostly kids since I could see over everyones' heads. A few yards away, I saw my good friend Reggie, someone I haven't seen in more than a year. I was so happy to see him so made my way over and gave him a biiiiig hug. Then I heard a sermon or something, something religious... That was the cool part. Not cool, huh? That's what I thought too until I read his facebook entry. He is actually in Africa right now doing missionary work or something. And he said that it's super crowded where he's at. I wonder if my spirit actually traveled to Africa and saw him there! I wonder if he felt my presence!! :D

Okay, now for the gross part. So it was a religious sermon so of course I got bored. Luckily, nature was calling so I went to the restroom. I sat on the toilet peeing, and these two girls came into the bathroom. From the way they were talking to each other, I could tell that they're really mean people. All of a sudden, one girl started knocking on my door. "It's occupied," I told her. She knocked louder and started pounding on my stall door. What the heck? I tried pushing the door back but she busted through, dragged me from the toilet, and put me in an arm lock. The other girl stood there holding a used menstrual pad. She started wiping this on my pants (my pants were up already somehow since it is a dream), my shirt, my bare arms, everywhere! I screamed and cried in disbelief that someone could be so incredibly mean. I think I actually shed some tears in real life! Oh that was soooooo gross!!!

Another Funny Dream

I had quite a dream last night. My boyfriend and I were going to visit one of my work clients, JT. When we get there, he wants to introduce us to his hot new wife. The bf and I wander to the backyard and see her. Wow. She is the definition of natural beauty. Keith says "Hi" to her and instantly falls in love. They stare into each other's eyes, he leans in and pecks her on the lips. "What?! What just happened," I thought. Again, he leans in and they kiss again! Ugh! I can not believe he is doing this right in front of me. Totally forgot I am here. Anyway! I walk out of the room and check out the rest of the house.

My friend's wedding reception is adjoined to this small estate. I sit down at my table-- without Kieth (hmph!). The bride and groom come up to everyone at the table and ask, "Okay, what do you want for dinner?" I was thinking, "What? You didn't ask this in the rsvp card?" So I ask, "What do you have?" The bride replies, "Salad, chicken, salmon, halibut, and steak." From out of nowhere, Mae appears and tells me she got the salad. If anyone knows Mae, this is so unlikely. Haha! So I ask the bride, "How's the halibut?" Bleh bleh bleh... I ask again, "What?" "It's GROSS!!" Shocked to hear that she was so honest, I decide to go with the steak. When my dinner arrives, my steak looks like a flat piece of brown plastic. On top of it is a flat piece of white plastic that's supposed to be mashed potatoes. Man. That stuff sure is chewy! If this is like this, I wonder how bad the halibut must be! And now I know why Mae got the salad. She must have gotten the inside scoop that all meat is bad here. As I am chewing away, the bride's hand pops out. "That'll be $6.75, please!" "What?! I have to pay for my dinner??" This is so strange!! So I start looking for money and manage to get change from them....

P.S. I woke up being mad at Keith. I'm gonna get him back for what he did to me... in my dream. X(

Weird Dreams Again

I've been having a lot of dreams about animals lately. They're pretty strange.

1. I dreamed that I was at the foot of some mountains, probably in Costa Rica somewhere, getting ready to give a horseback ride... yeah, g-i-v-e a horseback ride... to a horse. This horse was strange. Its body parts could disassemble. I remember taking off the head and gingerly placed it on the ground, afraid of hurting it. When it was time to embark on our little trek with the rest of the group, the horse got onto my back. Boy was it heavy! But I didn't complain. My only concern was its comfort. I rubbed and patted its leg and asked, "Are you okay? Are you comfy?"



2. The very next night, I had a dream that I was given a really cute puppy. The cutest little puppy I've ever seen. I loved it so much and wanted to protect it so stuck it in the back of my pants, like inside my pants, almost in my butt crack. Haha... Every once in a while, I'd take it out to pet it and admire it. The last time I retrieved it from inside of my pants, I noticed it was sort of hard and no longer moving. I placed it on the ground. Took a few steps back, and realized that this puppy I loved so much was dead. In the attempt of protecting it, I killed it. As I stared in grief and horror, he turned into an orchid petal. Before I had any time to react, it turned into a pile of mush. I had to clean up the mess. As I wiped up with a towel, I felt some bones amid the puddle of my liquified puppy. :(



3. Just a couple of nights ago, I dreamed that I was trying to get home via the subway. I walked up a long flight of winding stairs to find overcast skies and an unkept beach. Looked kinda like Ocean Beach, actually! This was obviously not home, so I started to go back down the stairs. Since the opening was made of sand, it started to crack a little. Afraid that it would collapse, I went back up. All of a sudden, my friend, Mae, and a bunch of other strangers appeared and started down the stairs. I called to Mae, "Mae! Be careful! I heard it cracking earlier. I think it's gonna collapse!! Be careful!!" She waved to me in acknowledgement but continued anyway. Right afterwards, I heard a huge craaaacckkkk and the whole thing fell into the ground. Everybody was gone. Everything was lifeless.

Cut. Next scene. I was held captive by Amazonian warriors. My brother was beside me. I saw Mae and the rest of the people who perished in front of me close by. I was relieved they weren't dead. Instead of bounding us with ropes or twine, we were to pair up and hold a piece of rope. Each person holds one end. We were not to let go. My brother suddenly had an urge to take a bath. I rolled my eyes. "Are you serious?! You wanna take a bath NOW?!" He insisted on it, so I followed him holding my end of the rope. As I turned the other way while he was bathing, I shook my head in disbelief. We were prisoners with no idea of what our future held and there he was taking a bath... A hand stuck out in front of me holding a platter of meat. It was raw meat. The man (who was the owner of this hand) gestured to me to eat this. I picked up a piece of flesh and flipped it over. There were blue and red and green feathers on the other side. Oh god. It looked awfully like a macaw, a beautiful bird of the Amazon. I managed to tear away chunks of flesh with my teeth. It was really nasty. The man then confirmed that I was eating a macaw.


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Nightmares

I had a dream the other night that I was carefully inspecting my hair, and the horrors I discovered! I had split ends!! This is the second time I had this nightmare. A guy I know laughed when I told him this. "Only a woman would have a dream about that." So true.

This is an interpretation I found at dreamdictionary.com.

If your hair was luxuriant and you were pleased with its appearance and/or condition, it is a sign of good health, progress, and contentment; but if it was thin, falling out, or worrying you in any way, it forecasts difficulties ahead.

It all depends on how you see things. An occurrence may seem very unlucky after hearing this dream interpretation, but if I never learned of it, that same occurrence may not phase me at all! Heh heh heh. I currently do not see or forecast any difficulties ahead, but we shall see. We shall see...

Is it Possible??

Years ago, a friend of mine told me about his brother's dream. In his dream, he saw a female friend of his, told her he wanted to show her a number of places, took her by the hand, and dragged her around going to different places and showing her different things. A couple days later, he saw this friend of his. The first thing she said to him was, "Hey! I had a dream about you the other night! You grabbed me by the hand and dragged me all over the place!" This can't simply be a coincidence. How can two people have the exact same dream on the same night?

So it makes me think, if I had a dream that I was wandering around somewhere, let's say my old house, is it possible that my spirit left my body momentarily and was actually at that house? And what if a current resident of that house got up in the middle of the night to use the restroom or something and was able to see my spirit? Wow. I wonder if that's possible...

I wonder how my friend's brother's dream was possible. Some things are so unexplainable and so incredibly intriguing...

Dream 6 - Lasting Love?

I was sitting in a dark room with a fortune teller and a few others. A few faceless friends/family members had their fortunes told and seemed to be amazed at the accuracy of this man. So I sat myself down in front of him. He told me a few things (which were all accurate), and I asked him, "When am I going to get married?" He replied by telling me I'll be dating a great guy next year. "But what about marriage?" I continued looking at him waiting for an answer. He just reassured me I'll be dating a good guy soon, but averted eye contact, indirectly telling me marriage isn't in the cards for me.

That was a disturbing dream. One of my biggest fears is not finding a special person to share life with. Well, I actually found him but had to let him go. I hope my next find will be a bigger gem, and I hope my dream doesn't come true!

Dreams 1-5

As of late, I haven't been able to remember my dreams. It was very common to have very strange or at least memorable dreams. I'm going to try to keep a record of what I can remember and interesting ones I may have in the future. You can be the judge of how "interesting" they are.

Dream 1 - First Nightmare
This is the earliest dream I can recall. That night, I slept between my parents, something I don't remember doing, other than that one time. This dream is really short, but frightened me so much, I screamed and woke up my parents. (Remember, I was really young then.)

I was standing in a pitch black cavern with my parents standing on either side of me. My dad was holding a torch, and he brought it closer to my mom. He was getting closer and closer and was about to burn my mom's face. Then I screamed and woke up.

Dream 2 - Lady Spirit
This is the scariest dream I ever had.

I saw myself sleeping in bed. I felt a presence, so I lazily opened my eyes. Sitting at the foot of my bed was an old Chinese woman. She had gray hair tied in in a bun, glasses, and a cheung-sam. (I think that's what those things are called.) She was just staring at me. I tried kicking her off my bed - frantically - but she just sat there.

Dream 3 - Pregnant Monkeys
The night I had this dream, I watched "Black Hawk Down" and went to Denny's with my friends...

I was on my way to a concert with B and S. We ran into one of our friends, K, so we invited him to come along. We were looking for parking, and found a FREE parking spot. So lucky! During the concert, which was held in a cafe, a group of Somalian soldiers marched in the door, yanked my friend, B by the collar, and said, "YOU! You did not pay for parking! We will punish you!" We were so scared. Are they going to kill him?! As punishment, they threw a beaded hat on his head. But B wouldn't have it. He said "NO," grabbed the hat, and threw it on the floor. I guess the Somalians could care less, because they just filed out the door. Whew!

A few minutes later, friends of ours, D and L barged into the cafe with machine guns. D thought K and I were dating so wanted kill everyone! In disbelief, I yelled, "No! Stop it! Stop it!" But D started shooting. Panicked, I grabbed S' hand and dragged her to safety. We managed to find a hidden corridor. Still not feeling safe, I found a vault. I pushed the heavy door open. Sitting inside were three pregnant monkeys in wedding dresses and veils, saying in unison "I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant." This strange picture didn't phase me. My adrenaline was pumping, and I just knew we had to find a safe hiding spot. Above the monkeys was a small ledge covered with straw. We pulled ourselves and hid.

We hid for three years. At the end of the third year, I finally said, "I'm getting hungry. You think they're gone now?" S and I finally left the vault (don't know what happened to the monkeys) and walked slowly back to the cafe. Once we opened the door, a roar of applause greeted us. It was our welcome back party.

Dream 4 - Subtitles
I had a dream of a Mongolian man perched on his horse in the Gobi Desert wearing leathers and furs. I think he was royalty. He was speaking what I think would be Mongolian? But I didn't have to understand the language, because in my dream, I had subtitles! No kidding!

Dream 5 - KFC in My Skin
I was looking at my wrist and noticed a hole. I peered inside and saw that there was actually empty space inside of my wrist, so I started digging into the hole a little. I started seeing kernels of corn. Wha! I pushed the hole wider and saw more corn, rice, and bits of chicken! Scared, I told my dad to look at my wrist. He was really curious. He took my wrist and started pulling my skin apart. It didn't hurt, but it certainly LOOKED like it should, so I started pulling away, and screamed "STOP! STOP!!!"

I have many more dreams, but will continue another day... Hope you enjoyed at least one of them! Thanks for reading.