Showing posts with label high school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label high school. Show all posts
Friday, June 12, 2009
dream 024
Mickey Avalon was an asian artist and my friend and I were trying to help him out at his art show by setting up and collecting the tagged/"sold" pieces. He sold three pieces for $6000+ and he was bitching because he usually made a lot more than that. His family was there and his nieces were about to start high school even though they were only 10 -ish years old and they were saying that 4 years was soooo long and they didn't want to wait that long to graduate. I burst into tears and told them that I'd just graduated and that instead, after they'd graduated high school they'd be saying "how did 4 years go by so fast?"
Labels:
art sale,
art show,
high school,
Mickey Avalon,
time
Monday, February 16, 2009
dream 017
I was - and I remember this with visual clarity - getting breast implants, and I was awake. The doctor cut off the front of my boobs, grabbed out the existing muscle and fat (which left the skin to sag and fold over.) He tried out a variety of different sized clumps of muscle and fat to implant and I was worried because he was being so indecisive - I didn't want my wounds just sitting open, probably getting infected. I don't remember ever actually sealing the implants in my body.
My gay friend told me he was getting married, and as we chatted, we happened upon a church in which a wedding between people we went to high school with was in procession.
My gay friend told me he was getting married, and as we chatted, we happened upon a church in which a wedding between people we went to high school with was in procession.
Labels:
breast implants,
cosmetic surgery,
dream,
gay marriage,
high school,
indecisive,
surgery,
wedding,
worried
Friday, December 5, 2008
dream 015
An unpopular girl from high school invited everyone from Darby to go to her house way out in the country for a weekend of camping, swimming and fun. Surprisingly, everyone showed up. There was tons of alcohol and so many things to do. I ran into a bunch of old faces from Hilliard and chatted with them throughout different parts of the dream. I was supposed to meet up with Ian there, but then I saw him with a girl and he gave me an "oops, sorry..?!" kind of look. I was drinking gin & tonics with lime (and for the record, in reality I absolutely HATE gin) and I kept leaving them everywhere! I'd have one made for me, walk around, set it down, try to find it with no success and repeat the process all over again. This happened at least 5 times in the dream. A few times, I stole unattended drinks.
Later in the dream, I was in very large house. I was carrying around a dildo, and my family were at the house, so I kept trying to hide it anytime anyone came around. I dropped it a few times and luckily no one noticed it. I left it in the bathroom once, and I knew someone had gone in there because other items had been moved around. I was certain someone had seen it, but no one confessed or confronted me about it (which was my worst nightmare.)
My cousin Charlotte and I were in the basement of the house, sorting through a bunch of junk down there. The basement, in proportion with the scale of the house, was the size of a warehouse. It was completely filled with random things all over the place. We had found some Christmas decorations and, aligned with reality, it was near Christmas so we decided to bring them upstairs. Charlotte had mentioned something to me about how there were some really old chocolates and not to eat them. Time elapsed and we'd been handling more decorations and such, and as I entered the kitchen I happened upon a bowl of candies. There was an Andes mint in the bowl, which reminded me of Charlotte & her family's old house in Golfview Woods because her mom always put Andes mints in a candy dish in their living room during the holidays. I couldn't resist, and when I chomped into it, it tasted like....like the worst taste ever to enter ones palate. I had totally forgotten her warning not to eat the candy, not realizing that the candy dish I'd found was the one found earlier in the basement and deemed to be 7 or more years old.
Alone, I headed to the basement again, dildo still in hand and came to an area that was arranged pretty neatly for the most part, but its contents were an array of carnival prizes and props (ie; glass bottles, balloons, darts, huge stuffed animals, fish bowls) and party store supplies (erasers, temporary tattoos, pencils, goody bags, party hats, etc.) I also found a box full of memorabilia from my elementary and middle school years. Opening it, I found Nsync concert tickets from the concert I went to in seventh grade. Instantaneously, Justin Timberlake showed up. We chuckled together over the items (there were posters and concert tees and programs, too) and he offered to help me clean up the basement.
Later in the dream, I was in very large house. I was carrying around a dildo, and my family were at the house, so I kept trying to hide it anytime anyone came around. I dropped it a few times and luckily no one noticed it. I left it in the bathroom once, and I knew someone had gone in there because other items had been moved around. I was certain someone had seen it, but no one confessed or confronted me about it (which was my worst nightmare.)
My cousin Charlotte and I were in the basement of the house, sorting through a bunch of junk down there. The basement, in proportion with the scale of the house, was the size of a warehouse. It was completely filled with random things all over the place. We had found some Christmas decorations and, aligned with reality, it was near Christmas so we decided to bring them upstairs. Charlotte had mentioned something to me about how there were some really old chocolates and not to eat them. Time elapsed and we'd been handling more decorations and such, and as I entered the kitchen I happened upon a bowl of candies. There was an Andes mint in the bowl, which reminded me of Charlotte & her family's old house in Golfview Woods because her mom always put Andes mints in a candy dish in their living room during the holidays. I couldn't resist, and when I chomped into it, it tasted like....like the worst taste ever to enter ones palate. I had totally forgotten her warning not to eat the candy, not realizing that the candy dish I'd found was the one found earlier in the basement and deemed to be 7 or more years old.
Alone, I headed to the basement again, dildo still in hand and came to an area that was arranged pretty neatly for the most part, but its contents were an array of carnival prizes and props (ie; glass bottles, balloons, darts, huge stuffed animals, fish bowls) and party store supplies (erasers, temporary tattoos, pencils, goody bags, party hats, etc.) I also found a box full of memorabilia from my elementary and middle school years. Opening it, I found Nsync concert tickets from the concert I went to in seventh grade. Instantaneously, Justin Timberlake showed up. We chuckled together over the items (there were posters and concert tees and programs, too) and he offered to help me clean up the basement.
Labels:
basement,
cleaning,
cousin,
dildo,
dream,
gin and tonic,
high school,
Justin Timberlake,
memorabilia. hiding,
memories,
misplaced,
organizing,
party,
rotten candy
Saturday, August 9, 2008
dream(s) 005
over the last two days these things have happened in my dreams:
- kathleen slept with one of my exes and i confronted her in front of the whole school (it was a high school) and told her mom and everyone else and called her a slut (I'M SO SORRY I KEEP HAVING AWFUL DREAMS ABOUT YOU, KATH!)
- my sister and i were in the same high school class and we had a substitute teacher who was teaching us from jen's bedroom in our old house on stillwater drive .. for some reason, after class let out, he took a shower and stayed in the room. i went into the bedroom and seduced him. during sexual activities, he told me my boobs were jiggly and gave me a contraption to make them firmer. he wore his sunglasses during, and for one glimpse in the dream he was joey fatone from nysnc, but every other time i saw his face he was an extremely attractive guy with facial hair.
- i was at work and we were slammed. people kept coming and coming and coming and coming even though we were closed and i had turned off the lights. i told someone who was walking in the door "sorry, we're closed!" and then said, "oops, i don't think i'm supposed to say that ... oh well!" the other employees and i were so busy that we didn't notice some guy behind the counter who was suspiciously "ringing himself out" and stealing money from the drawer.
- as i was driving through crosscreek neighborhood in hilliard i called my former boss. his friend answered the phone and said "he always told me about you and said you were totally my type and really cute!" and i was flattered.
- kathleen slept with one of my exes and i confronted her in front of the whole school (it was a high school) and told her mom and everyone else and called her a slut (I'M SO SORRY I KEEP HAVING AWFUL DREAMS ABOUT YOU, KATH!)
- my sister and i were in the same high school class and we had a substitute teacher who was teaching us from jen's bedroom in our old house on stillwater drive .. for some reason, after class let out, he took a shower and stayed in the room. i went into the bedroom and seduced him. during sexual activities, he told me my boobs were jiggly and gave me a contraption to make them firmer. he wore his sunglasses during, and for one glimpse in the dream he was joey fatone from nysnc, but every other time i saw his face he was an extremely attractive guy with facial hair.
- i was at work and we were slammed. people kept coming and coming and coming and coming even though we were closed and i had turned off the lights. i told someone who was walking in the door "sorry, we're closed!" and then said, "oops, i don't think i'm supposed to say that ... oh well!" the other employees and i were so busy that we didn't notice some guy behind the counter who was suspiciously "ringing himself out" and stealing money from the drawer.
- as i was driving through crosscreek neighborhood in hilliard i called my former boss. his friend answered the phone and said "he always told me about you and said you were totally my type and really cute!" and i was flattered.
Labels:
boobs,
boss,
confrontation,
dreams,
flattery,
girl-fight,
high school,
joey fatone,
money,
school,
sex,
stealing,
teacher,
work
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