Sunday, March 29, 2009

Cruise

So I was on a cruise, but rather than being there for fun I was working on the cruise in a singing group. We were cheesy, SUPER cheesy and anytime I tried to suggest anything, everyone would shoot down my awesome ideas. So I had to travel to our next destination on the cruise, but I went by car and got lost (I know, doesn't make sense). So I thought I was going to lose my job and was really upset. I stopped at a gas station thinking that maybe they could help me find where the ship was- they couldn't. So what was the solution? Smoking. Yeah, I decided to just start smoking, that made the most sense in my current situation. So I started smoking out of this weird filter thing. My friend Maren then showed up and tried to talk me out of smoking and back on to the cruise ship where I "belonged". I refused, continued to smoke, which led to me throwing up. And then I woke up . . .

Friday, March 27, 2009

Harry Potter

I was hoping my first real post would be something more exciting, but last night I had a dream that an 8th Harry Potter book came out and I was the very first to get it. The annoying thing was that everyone kept talking to me about it and I never actually got to read any of the book in my dream. But I can tell you this- the cover had a dragon on it.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

I have crazy dreams

A few of my friends have been encouraging me to start a dream journal. I have the craziest dreams. Most of which I am not sure people will want to hear about, but I have decided I will start blogging. This week alone has been filled with crazy crazy dreams. I will normally devote one blog post per dream, but since I started this this week I will just list my dreams from the past couple of days.

1. Had a dream where I was marrying my brother and really didn't want to. My parents were all for it and so was my bro. I was so upset and didn't want to do it, so I kissed a girl in the hopes that my brother would then be disgusted and not want to marry me.
2. Had a dream that I was a slave and I knew that someone was going around killing slaves. I tried to find a really good hiding place, but the only place I could find was under the bed. I heard the killers coming, I knew I was going to die and just as they lifted the mattress, I woke up.
3. My mom gave me a gun and I was playing with it, it went off. Luckily no one was shot. Then I made a trip to Taco bell and there was a shoot out in the parking lot. I crawled out of the car and across the parking lot towards the taco bell trying to avoid flying bullets. One man shoots another man in the head right next to me. I wake up in a panic.

I am not sure what it is with me and dreams about dying. Feel free to comment with any possible ideas of what my dreams may mean. I am interested to hear what people think.