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In my dream, I was playing some sort of handheld game (not electronic) and Ethan was running around by me. Then the dream started over again and Ethan was gone.

Ceiling Dwellers and Blood Donations

I had this strange dream that I was handing things to my friend SP, only he was inside the ceiling of a building and I was throwing them through a missing tile to him. It seemed perfectly normal that that's where he was living in the dream. Then I had some sort of a stress dream about getting to a blood drive on time to donate, it was in Clarkston and I was debating about what vehicle to take there. I ended up getting there on time but was ineligible, just like in real life.

Stress Dreams = Poop

I had a stress dream about my flute lesson today last night. It wasn't about the actual lesson though, it was about getting there. I get really anxious about getting places on time but not about the actual event.

In the dream I couldn't find the directions to Brandy's house. I searched all over my room frantically for hours, and then by the time I found them it was at least 2:15 and it takes an hour and a half for me to get to Brandy's house and my lesson was at 3:00 so I called her and cancelled. Then I had another mini stress dream in which I woke up several times checking the clock and each time the clock said something crazy. Also, I kept waking up and thinking my lesson was at 1:00 and that I was incredibly late. It was generally an awful night.

I'm officially creepy...

I had a dream that Neil Patrick Harris and I kidnapped this guy and tied him up in the back of a car. We then performed a sex change operation on his while he was unconscious to anatomically turn him into a woman. I don't know why we did this, I think we had some sort of task that could only be carried out by someone with a vagina. (Thought: I have a vagina...) When he woke up we somehow managed to hide it from him that his penis was missing. Then a few days later, we knocked him out again and reversed it.

Second dream. I went to pick up my senior pictures and saw a bunch of people there that I knew. Saw SS and her pictures had a flute in them, but she doesn't play flute. Saw CS and her pictures were all silly. Saw Old Band Director and he was kind of trying to describe a piece of music to me and I think it was from Carnival of the Animals. Then my parents and I went to eat some free food at a concert and it was a harpsichord concert and they were playing the demo song from my electric keyboard. (I've been hearing music in my dreams lately, oddly enough, the other two instances have been the Can-Can and "Somebody to Love" by Queen.) I got a sandwich that was really good and then we left.

Small dream on the end. I was watching Harry Potter with Kevin. There was a baby crawling around. I think the rest of my family was on some sort of dangerous mission and I was being left behind to watch Harry Potter and I was okay with that.

Band Party

So last night I hosted the end-of-band-camp party at my house, since it's tradition for the senior drum major to do so. Then I had a stress dream about it after it was over for some reason.

In the dream, my dad had said that everyone had to be gone by 11:00pm, just like it really happened. But in my dream my dad had gone to bed and a group of people had stayed until 2:00am, at which point he woke up and I tried to hide them somehow but just got into really big trouble instead. I think I was grounded, but I went to buy groceries instead and used a card of my mom's to pay. For some reason you had to sign in when you got to the grocery store and more than one person could not use the same identity. My mom showed up while I was shopping and I was rushing to leave before she did or else she wouldn't be able to pay and would find out that I was there and had used her grocery card. She found out anyway.

Cousin Dream

Dreamed about my cousin Hahnji. I went to South Korea where she lives and it was really confusing and there were other people around, possibly my grandmother.

Huh?

My father died, but I didn't know about it until my friend JT offered to sing at his funeral. (JT is not a singer...) For the whole dream my main worry was how to tell her not to without hurting her feelings, rather than being upset about my father dying.
Oh, and I kept dreaming parts of this story I've been trying to write, and in my dream I was writing everything down, but when I woke up all of the paper was still blank because I had just dreamed it! It was really frustrating, and I couldn't get it right once I had actually woken up.

Most Confusing Dream Ever

1st Dream: Back at MPulse with all of my MPulse peeps. This part of the dream was very short.

2nd Dream: Driving somewhere with my grandma. Also very short.

3rd Dream: A woman who shifted between being Julia Roberts and Courtney Cox lived on my road. She had this chubby blonde son who was super destructive and a little insane, he was only about 6 or 7 but I was watching him kill a mother cat and some kittens, horrified. (I'm assuming this dream came from the traumatic experience yesterday of seeing my dog attacking baby rabbits.)

4th Dream: Back at MPulse and there were a bunch of new people who I didn't know... it was still this summer, and I was worried that I wasn't supposed to be back there so soon.

5th Dream: SK (for some reason) proposed to my friend JJ and she said yes, and they got married. Then JJ and I were eating Wendy's food and she told me she had to leave because her mom was making her get a divorce.

I think the cause of having five seperate dreams was waking up repeatedly. In any case, I couldn't think of any way to combine them that wasn't completely confusing.

Parking Lot Dreams = The WORST

Had another dream that I couldn't get to my car in the parking lot. I had just taken some sort of standardized test at a school building and Boyfriend's band director was the supervisor, for some reason, and I was attempting to get to the parking lot but the weather was awful and there was this tunnel sort of thing that led to the parking lot that might have been inflatable and was full of mud. I got to the end of it (it was kind of like a slide) but then realized I was at the wrong parking lot, so I kept trying to climb back and up and there was a girl from my school there but I can't really remember who she was, and Boyfriend's band director kept following me around and talking in long run-on sentences like Band Director does. Did I ever find my van? No, because my mom woke me up seven hours into my sleep to drive her home from the car dealership. End.