Crazy Dreams Suck

I have weird dreams. All the time. I was told once, by someone who believes there is a meaning to all dreams, that I should write them down.. and interpret them later. But I don't .. plus.. I always forget what they were about. Last night, however, I woke up at 5:30ish because I had one of those dreams that felt so real, I woke up believing that it was still happening. I hate those (I had a dream once, in high school, that I had killed my brother. I woke up crying, took a shower and started getting ready for school. Then, I saw my brother coming out of his room.. I was honestly shocked, thinking I was seeing dead people (without the whispering) and started hysterically crying. I hugged him, told him how much I loved him and prayed for four months that I never have a dream like that AGAIN).

SO! last night I had a dream that a certain person of the male gender moved to Arizona (where I apparently live, in dreamland). He moved there because someone told him I needed his help. So we went looking for what was wrong (because neither of us knew). We were walking in the park when we see all of my friends from Rochester (where I went to college). Thennn a reoccurring dream, I always have, started. I was running, trying to beat all of those old friends to an old building. But I couldn't move. Well, I was moving, just very slow. Then I started gettting hot. Because, well, I was in Arizona (I heard it is hot there). Becasue I couldn't run towards this old building, I just turned around and went home. Where this person of the male gender was waiting for me. He then told me that my unborn child had passed away (apparently without me knowing it) and I wasn't able to have children. Which then resulted in me crying. sobbing. After I finished crying, I opened my eyes and I was standing outside of this house, the same house that is in all of my "house" dreams (It's a big white house, with a ginormous foyer, two staircases leading to the longest hall way in history. All of the rooms on the right side are old and haunted. All of the rooms on the left side look like rooms out of a 1970's men's club. There is also a staircase that leads to a kitchen (that's yellow). This kitchen is always brightly lit and its always snowing outside. There is a big dinning hall that is attached to this kitchen, that is about 100 times bigger than this kitchen. There is a balcony in this ginormous dinning hall with a spiral staircase leading to it. that balcony looks over the whole shebang. On this balcony, there is always a man (that I have never seen before) watching me. In my house dreams, I am always trying to get away from this man. SOOOO standing outside of the dream house, I look at this certain person of the male gender and ask him to dance (weird, I know). We're dancing.. dancing.. dancing.. and I start to get tired. I fall asleep. I wake up (still dreaming) in the house i lived in while I was in high school (I have moved over 30 times.. in real life). When I walked out of my bedroom, I was in my old apt. in St Louis, where pIah came up to me, hugged me, and told me how happy we was that we had gotten married. I freaked out, started crying and told him that I couldn't be married to him because I was in love with someone else. He in turn freaked out and jumped off of our balcony.

I wake up. look around, and realize/convince myself it was just a dream. Intense? I thought so too. Sooo that is that.

*I need some coffee. With some of that chocolate creamer I am IN LOVE with.
*I am getting really sick of someone calling the office and hanging up. twice this morning. annoying
*I watched the bachelor last night. It was in-tents. My thoughts on it.. The women are just setting themselves up to be let down. Because, if he chooses "her" (whoever), there will be no private Chicago concerts, no fireworks displays (just for her). Not only that, but the mans a pilot.. He will NEVER be home!! good show tho. Can't wait to see what the whore who had an affair with one of the show's staff members has to say.
*It's almost half way through the month. That is CRAZY!!! My dad will be here in two months. So will my madre. woah.

Tuesdays suck
xoxox