I'm going to ask the Equal-Sign Girl not to read this, or even to go onto my website anymore. It's not that I'm saying anything bad about you, but this is personal, and I don't want you in it. I can't force you to stay away, but I'll ask just now.
I tend to have very interesting dreams. I don't really think that dreams tell the future or anything quite like that, but they sort of work like a penseive for my thoughts, sometimes. I realize just how I feel about something by dreaming about it. Such as, in my dream, mayonaise could be poisonous and starts a worldwide epidemic, and I'll wake up and realize "I really don't like mayo. Wow." XD
So the first dream in a string of significant dreams I've had lately was in a huge carnival. And a whole bunch of stuff was going on that was fun, such as an anal-retentive business man in a funhouse, but the actual significant part was near the end of the dream. I was working at the carnival, washing a float, and this tall, rather attractive (but, alas, fictional) boy was working with me, and we were the only ones around. I knew he liked me, and he had asked me to date him a few times, but I had always turned him down. I'm not sure why. The only reason I could think of would be that he was hispanic (although I wouldn't use that reason in real life, I was a bit nasty in my dream). But here we are, washing this parade-float-truck, and I'm eyeing him. Eventually, I very covertly and sneakily seduce him into kissing me. But then he pushes me away and gets upset, saying something along the lines of "You think that you can just use me like that, and take advantage of me without actually delving yourself into a relationship?"
I felt really, really bad. And it made me realize just how hard it must be for Mr. Bunny-Boy to put up with the way I treat him, although it's not quite the same thing at all. It's more like I'm completely unpredictable - I might hit him and curse at him and tell him to never speak to me again, or I might cry over wanting him to sit next to me. I don't get it, so how could he?
The second one was more straightforward. I went to a fictional friend's house, either to work on a homework project with him or for a party, I don't know. But a lot of other people were to come over, and I didn't know who they would be. I was the first one to arrive, and some time later, Bunny-Boy came as well. He looked at me and immediately excused himself to go to the bathroom. After a while, I knew that he was crying in there, and I knocked on the door. He opened it and I immediately hugged him before he could say anything, and I said "I'm sorry." He immediately stopped crying. That was what he needed to hear.
We went into the kitchen and made peanut-butter and jelly sammiches, because I felt he could use something to eat. After that I kept trying to talk to him, but never could, as we were both very busy. And that was fine.
When I woke up, I was quite shocked at my dream. I haven't dreamed of Bunny-Boy for months. And I hugged him. (lol) To understand my shock at that, you'd have to understand that I haven't really spoken very much with him for about eight months, with a couple of exceptions. Then I thought about the apology. I was upset about that. I don't regret breaking up with him. And then, I realized that was not what I had meant. I meant "I'm sorry that the things I had to do broke your heart."
The next one made no sense, but it was significant in that after not dreaming of this boy for months, I suddenly dreamt about him two nights in a row.
For some reason, the entire Choir and Band at my school went to Metro*Con. I believe we were to perform there, but that was not included in the dream. At one point, we were all supposed to take showers. Together. I have no idea why. But it really was no big deal in the dream. There was a huge showering room, with seperate showers all lined up next to one another, like in some public pool showers. So I went off to shower with Swanny from our choir, who is someone completely random, and generally very nice and not at all like she was in the dream. While I'm showering, I suddenly hear Bunny-Boy's voice amongst all the other voices in the room. To prove to myself that I'm not imagining things, I stick my head outside the curtain and shout his name. A very suprised Bunny-Boy sticks his head out from the curtain next to mine. I stare at him for a second, because I was entirely not prepared for him to be so close. I hear inside his shower other boys from our choir and band, including Pikachu and Dwarf and Alex(? fwoofy hair). He tells them that he's coming over to my shower, and for a second I'm relieved, and then I panic, realizing that he can't do that. However, I don't need to correct him, because then Swanny jumps out of my shower and says,"Oops, I accidentally came in your mouth." (I really have NO idea) Then she looks at Bunny-Boy and laughs all fake-oops-like, and says, "Oh, wait, that was farther than you two have gone yet, isn't it?" and then she walked off. Bunny-Boy look at each other with identical, baffled looks, and for a second we have a telepathic communication where we both say "Yet?" and then shrug and go back to showering.
When I understand that dream, I'll let you know. XD
I had the funniest thing happen yesterday. I got onto the bus to take me home (the lack of a working car will quickly make one very acquanted with the local bus system, unless one happens to be my father). The bus that day was particularly crowded, and two of the last people to get on were a very old man and lady. The old man offered the lady his seat, but she immediately said "Oh no, you sit down before you fall down." The old man shrugs and sits down, at which point the old woman goes on to announce to the whole bus that she's got authority, damn right.
It was right about then that I realized these two weren't your ordinary old couple(?).
So, the woman tells the man that she told the bus driver where the man is supposed to get off. I'm now wondering if the man has Alzheimer's or something else of that nature. He doesn't really respond to her, but sort of shrugs a bit. Then again, he's making these casual shrugging motions a lot, so it may or may not be in response ot her speaking.
Everything was quiet after that for a while (excepting that a young woman that looked exactly like my fifth grade teacher sat next to me and then, after I started drawing on the bus, immediately jumped to rather stand at the front of the bus. I've no idea if I did something wrong, or if she was trying to flirt with the young man standing up there.)
Then I notice that the old man has pulled a GIANT bottle of vodka out of his bag. For a second I think the old woman's going to scold him, but instead she unscrews her thermos and has him pour a bunch of it in! (this maneuver included a few surreptitious glances at the bus driver and a couple slops of vodka all over the man sitting next to them)
The woman goes on to tell a story about the old man having found and drank a whole bottle of wine, only to be found in the morning with dried wine stains all down his face.
Shortly after this, the man sitting next to them got off the bus, and the old lady immediately proceeded to take his spot.
The woman announces "does anyone like to read?" and starts waving a small paperback in the air. The woman sitting next to me (not the one that looked like my teacher, but rather a redhead with glasses), took the book with a shrug and then gave it to me... x_X
I look up from my book and the old woman is discussing where the old man would like to get off. (Which is strange, as she said she'd alreayd told the bus driver, but whatever)
"Would you like to get off at the hotel or [unintelligible]"
The old man doesn't respond.
"Hey! Where do you want to get off?"
The old man bursts out laughing, and the woman settles on looking huffy. She gets off on the next stop, but not before shouting at the old man, "Asshole!~"
The man gets off a few blocks later, nonplussed.
I have a random book.