Midnight Dreamcatcher

Kind of like those portraits in the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland...

2010-05-22T12:00:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was in my room looking at the pictures one of my sisters had drawn. They were all hanging in a line at the top of the ceiling. When I looked away and looked back, I noticed that the pictures had changed. First of all, the drawings looked more cartoonish, when they had originally looked like the people did in real life. Secondly, there were things added to the pictures. There was a picture of Omar that my sister had drawn and I noticed a huge sore on the side of his neck. I wondered how it had gotten there, but it didn't take me too long to realize that she had drawn a male vampire to the side of the bite, with his teeth sticking out, as if he was ready to bite or had just bitten Omar. I wondered when my sister had had the time to draw that in, since I had never seen her take the pictures down or even realized them missing in the first place. When I finally looked away from the pictures, I saw my little sister in my room also looking up at them.

Desarraigo-un sueño lúcido

2010-05-22T11:53:00.000-07:00

In my last dream, I was in this large mansion. The walls were dark colored and there were red velvet chairs and chandeliers in many of the rooms. The lights were rather dim in some rooms, which were lit only by a single light bulb attached to the wall by a brass fixture. After walking around, I got to this hallway and met up with this guy that I somehow knew, named Johnathan. Our relationship was very strange. I don't know if we had come to the hotel together or not, but it seemed like he had some kind of power over me and I didn't really like him the way he liked me. We climbed up a ladder off the side of the hall into this room at the top near the ceiling. All I remember is seeing his member in my hand and then me going down on him. He wasn't able to climax, because once he was weak enough I quickly backed out of the room, down the ladder and into another hallway. I couldn't believe I had just given him head without a condom and hoped he didn't have any STDs. All I wanted was to get away from him, so I kept running and got to this dressing room and hid inside. There was a man and a woman in it already, but they didn't protest when I ran past them. I could hear Johnathan running walking down the hall looking for me. Soon enough, he was up near the dressing room talking with someone who worked there. I could see them through the slits of the door and lifted up one of my legs, as if to make myself less noticeable, since you could see ankles and feet on the other side. Johnathan asked him if any of the other dressing rooms would be available, so he and his wife would have sex in them. I knew he was talking about me and I closed my eyes and realized I was dreaming. I imagined a ladder on the wall leading out of the dressing room and when I opened my eyes, a very small one had appeared, I started to climb it, but closed my eyes again and imagined myself somewhere else, anywhere else...

When I opened my eyes again, I was outside my grandma's house. I could see three police cars with their lights flashing down the street and a few people walking towards me away from the scene. They were all Spanish speaking, so I asked them in Spanish what had happened. A little girl tried to tell me but I couldn't understand the key word in the sentence that would have revealed to me the answer. I kept walking and noticed a little boy. I knew I was going to look for Omar Rodriguez-Lopez, so I asked him in Spanish where Omar was. He told me he was "over there" and pointed in the direction I had been walking in. I repeated the question and this time, I used Omar's last names, too, but the little boy gave me the same response and walked me down the street in Omar's direction. At the end of the street was a beach. The little boy and I had to ride on this large ball floating in the water to get across to the other side. We both jumped on and the ball was a little bit deflated, so we had a good grasp on it. I remember looking at the boy and asking him something in French, this time, but I don't remember what I said. The little boy didn't reply. When I got across, the little boy was gone and I was alone. Somehow I managed to find Omar and we ended up back in the neighborhood my grandma's house was in. We walked around talking and then at one point, he ran off. I went after him and was never too far behind, when we ended up at a dead end in someone's backyard. He ran towards the fence and when I saw him looking back at me, his face had changed. The person running away from me didn't look like him at all, but when I caught up to him and wrapped him in my arms, it went back to normal. There was something terribly wrong with him and I did my best to soothe him, by hugging him and rubbing his back. He calmed down after a bit and we walked into his dad's house. Strange as it may seem, in the dream, his dad was actually my boyfriend's dad. Someone left the house and said something to Omar's dad in passing.

Chatterbox

2010-05-22T11:16:00.000-07:00

In my next dream, I was at Hollywood video and everything had been moved around. I knew the place was closing, but it didn't look like anything was for sale, yet. There was a large open space in front of the counter with very large mats lying on the floor. It looked like it was for some sort of game, but no one was there doing anything. I walked through the rows of movies and tried to find the sections that I usually frequent, but everything was moved. I ended up walking all the way across the store without encountering anything I was looking for. I turned around and walked back the other way. A guy I used to know from high was there and bumped into me. He was acting very strange and then he started following me. I quickly walked out of the store to my car and luckily, he turned and walked towards his, but he was still talking and looking at me, as if he were trying to impress me. It looked like there were all kinds of clothes and furniture packed into his car; some of it was even on top of the car and he ended up standing on top of it and laying down, still talking to me and watching me drive away.

Home Invasion

2010-05-22T11:09:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at home in bed. I heard someone come inside and I was terrified we were being robbed. I thought that maybe my sister and I should go hide in the closet, but then I figured whoever was in our house would hear us. I told my sister to call 911, but it didn't look like she was going to. Her phone was right next to her and she made no move to pick it up. I started trying to call the police on my phone, but for some reason, I was scrolling through my contacts, instead of bringing up the keypad and just dialing. When I finally remembered to do that, I only whispered my address and then hid my phone. I remember hitting my nose on something and then seeing a tiny trickle of blood course down towards my lip. I wiped it up a few times and stayed put.

Water

2010-05-09T08:39:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at my old junior high school talking with Joey. We were flirting a little bit and not really saying much, when my Tía René walked by us and said something about my cell phone. Joey and I walked down the front of the school and noticed a stand with a bunch of sunglasses on it. We both started trying them on and then we climbed into this car that was connected to the stand. I tried on some of the sunglasses in the car and took a seat. There was a pretty black girl wearing jeans and a pink top sitting in the driver's seat. She told me that the glasses I had on looked nice on me and that I could buy them if I wanted. I didn't really like them, because the lenses were clear. We started driving and went into this neighborhood that was well-known for gangs and drug dealers. The girl said that she had been to a few of the houses, but not the one where they sold drugs. Joey had been to a few, as well and it made me reluctant to want to be around him. I shot him a glance that seemed to say, "I don't like what you do and if you don't stop, I won't be around." The next thing I know, I'm in a large store that resembles Target. There were people running and hiding, because people with guns were in the store. There was a black woman, who was about ten years older than me in the same aisle as I was. I followed her to her house. We tried hiding in there, but we knew we had been marked and people would come for us. Men in uniforms broke through the door and went straight for her. I was in the backyard and tried to hide behind some bushes. Somehow, I had been caught and found myself standing at this large piano. There were two people there watching over me. One was female and I think the other was a small boy. The hall we were in was large with high ceilings. It was very elegant and was constructed with pillars and fancy carvings on the walls and ceilings. It seemed like I was in another time. I was wearing a long white dress that looked like a sheet. The material was thin and the dress didn't really have a shape to; it just sort of clung to the curves of my body and hung lose at the legs. I'm not sure, if I was being given a lesson on the piano, or if I was just playing it, but after I played a loud and intense piece, I said it sounded like water. At that moment, water flew up from the keys and into the faces of my captors. I ran off down the hall in an attempt to escape. There were people scattered about, but they seemed oblivious to what was going on. I hid behind a tall, skinny hedge next to a small store. This young girl, with a long brown ponytail stood in front of the hedge, so no one would see me. Her friends went into the store, but looked back at us afraid. My captors came running up and at first, didn't seem to notice me, but looked back and spotted us both. Before they had a chance to pursue me further, a large tunnel of green-blue ocean water sprang up in front of us and an undine grabbed my hand and pulled me into the tunnel. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to breath, but breath I did, as I was washed away into the sea. I came out onto a large sandy beach. There were many large puddles on the shore and many people and creatures roaming about. The sea Goddess had saved me and I was in her dwelling. I was still sure that my captors would find me, but I was relieved that it would take them some time. I walked away from the water with the undines at my side.

Oops...

2010-04-24T22:59:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was walking around on the field at my old junior high. I was walking around socializing and trying to make sure everyone was having fun, but I was older than the kids that were there. My high school psych teacher was there and he heard me talking to a group of younger girls. He came up to me and asked me why I changed my voice when I was around them. I told him that I was playing the part of the party girl, fun girl and I was trying to make sure that everyone was having a good time. I also told him that I started to talk like that when I was talking to other girls sometimes and that when I was younger I used to start talking like the people around me, if there were enough of them and I was there for a long time. As I was saying this to him, I immediately went out of party girl mode and into business mode. I used sophisticated speech, my tone of voice changed and I sounded a lot more like a grad student than the high school girl role I was playing earlier. He laughed and I left shortly after. Later on, I started walking around observing people. I saw my boyfriend sitting at a table, so I went over and sat down next to him and laid my head on his lap. All I remember was seeing that he was wearing black pants. I realized that I wasn't laying on my boyfriend's lap at all, but my teachers. I was a little bit embarrassed, so I got up and walked away.

домохозяйка

2010-04-24T22:41:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at some sort of competition outdoors. There was a very high diving board and a tall, skinny black girl in a red bathing suit dove off the top and went through layers of colored cloth until she finally landed gracefully into the pool at the bottom. I walked over to this table where an overweight Mexican gangster looking guy was sitting. He had a shaved head and looked to be in his late twenties. In the dream, I liked him, but he didn't really like me. I was trying to win his heart by doing the competition with him. He sat down at this table and I was supposed to serve him food. There were large baked potatoes sitting in a tray and I was trying to pick it up and put it on his plate as part of the competition. I was really uncomfortable having to serve this guy, I had to fight the feminism in my bones to try to pick it up. The guy told me to pick it up, and I told him I was trying. I finally picked it up and put it on his plate and then I was supposed to put toppings on it. It was such a strange competition. I felt very subservient and uncomfortable throughout the entire ordeal.

No hablo ese tipo de español...

2010-04-20T12:12:00.000-07:00

Last night, I had a dream I was at my grandma's house. I was in my Tía René's old room and it looked pretty much the same as it used to with the old dresser against the wall in front of the window. I was talking to my boyfriend and then this Indian guy came in the room and started talking to us in Chinese, so I made a joke to him in Spanish saying, "I don't speak that type of Spanish." Alex and I laughed and the Indian guy just stared at us and smiled. I was thinking about taking a shower, but I had to wait for some reason. I wanted the guys to know that I looked nice when I was dressed and made up, since they had only seen me in my sleepwear. By the time I was about to take a shower, everyone was already leaving.

Fear

2010-04-18T13:01:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago, I had sleep paralysis. I kept falling asleep, waking up, then trying to move unsuccessfully. I would see the lights on and feel an evil presence. Sometimes I would see my arm raise up or feel my body raising, but I don't think it really happened. I tried in vain to wake myself up, but instead I just had a bunch of little snippets of dreams in between states of frantically trying to move and wake myself up.

In one dream, all I remember is being atop a balcony on the second story of a large beautiful house. The balcony was wooden and I was afraid of falling off.

In another dream, I was running down a hall that looked like an old castle corridor. The walls were made of gray bricks and the whole area had a damp, dank feel to it. The walkway was twisted and when I got to the laundry room, Omar Rodriguez-Lopez was there and we had sex on top of the washing machine. It wasn't very detailed. I just remembered him setting me on top of there and then my skirt getting pushed slowly upward as he held me close and kissed me. I just sort of know it happened.

Mundane

2010-04-18T12:43:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago, I dreamed I was at my old teacher's house. My boyfriend and I were talking to each other, while I started washing and putting away dishes. The house was small and the kitchen was even smaller. I was trying to clean everything up before my teacher arrived. I hadn't made the mess. In fact, I think it was my teacher's dishes. Some other students left out the back door of the kitchen, while I was working. I tried to be helpful, while I waited for my teacher to come out, so I kept cleaning. Eventually, he arrived and we all talked for a few minutes before I woke up.

Dirty

2010-04-18T12:35:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at home in my room with my friend Miguel. I was naked, because I was going to take a shower, but I didn't care that he was there, since he doesn't like girls anyway. I decided to let him shower first. He got out quickly and I started to go in, but then realized that I had forgotten something. I went back into my room and told my friend I was going to take a long time, because I had to shave my legs and condition my hair. Somehow, I ended up missing my shower and instead walked outside past this large pool. I lost my balance and fell in, but as I started swimming towards the wall, I saw a hooded snake swimming in the water behind me. My brother was also in the water, but he was behind me to the right, so the snake didn't go after him. I told him to get out of the water, but before I had a chance, the snake sunk its fangs into my leg. I scrambled out of the pool and continued my quest for a shower. I went up to this locker room, where there used to be showers. It was a portable locker room connected to a cart, but the stalls were so small, I wouldn't have space to move and my face and legs would be visible to anyone around outside. I was going to get into my parents' shower, but another girl said she was next. I glared at her and she glared back. I thought about just running home and jumping in before her; there was no doubt in my mind that I would be the first one there, but I didn't feel right about it. I went to a place that looked like Home Depot, but I didn't find what I was looking for and left. I remember seeing a beautiful, grassy area outside. The grass was very green and there were trees with orange and red leaves. It was the perfect picture of Autumn. It was a place that my friend frequented that I didn't know about and I wondered where I was and how I had ever missed it. When I looked further out, I realized that it was right behind the pumpkin patch near Avila beach and thought about bringing my family there.

Apathetic

2010-04-07T08:46:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I as walking around in L.A. Dirty shops lined the wide streets and there was nothing but city as far as the eye could see. Somehow, I realized that I was dreaming and thought really hard about making an ice cream cone appear in my hand. I thought of a single scoop of chocolate ice cream inside the cone, but all that happened was that I pictured it inside my head and then got sucked back into the dream. That seems to be the norm when I'm dreaming; I lose control when I close my eyes...

In another dream, there was a fire in the building I was in, so someone was herding the crowd towards the basement. The direction we were being pushed in exhaled smoke, but there was no fire to be seen. I wondered why they were pushing us into the basement of a burning house instead of letting us outside.

In another dream, I was in this dark underground room with a bunch of people for a party. I looked around and noticed my boyfriend was there with a skanky blond chick laying on top of him. I walked over there and pulled her off, throwing her onto the floor. I think she died after that, because she lay there unmoving. I went over to check on her and then got up and walked away, but I felt apathetic towards the whole situation; even the rage I had felt upon seeing them together had died away, just like that girl on the floor.

Lucid

2010-04-06T21:43:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago, I had a lucid dream! At first, I was in a drug store and I had just started working there. There was another employee there that was really rude to me. For some reason, she didn't like me and she wasn't shy about letting me know it. I kept walking down the aisles hiding from my boss and then I found myself in an aisle talking to a co-worker. He started telling me about the rude girl that didn't like me and how she had a bad life. I didn't say anything bad about her, I just listened, but at the end of our conversation, I turned around to see the girl over in the next aisle putting things away. I quickly looked away and tried to quiet the guy that was talking about her. I was afraid she would try to pick a fight with me over it. At that point, I left the drug store and started walking down the street. The store was located in a residential area on a hill. I started walking past the quaint suburban houses and realized I was being followed. I sped up and reached a house with police outside. I stopped to talk to a female investigator, but somehow, I realized that she was also after me. I started running as fast as I could with my eyes closed and suddenly realized I was dreaming. I jumped into the air and screamed, "Waaaaaaahhhhh hooooooooo!" I was flying over the neighborhood and my pursuers were nowhere to be seen. I thought to myself that I must be really comfortable in bed, since I had read somewhere that you can only fly in dreams when your body is completely relaxed. I then thought really hard about Cedric and Omar. I could see their faces clearly, but only for a few seconds, before I saw myself in a garage with iCarly and another girl from one of that show's episodes. Apparently, we all had sex, but I didn't see anything; I just sort of knew it had happened.

A Close Range Weapon...

2010-04-06T20:50:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at a restaurant with my cousin Elyse. It was very nice inside. The ceilings were high and there were large windows letting in natural light. The tablecloths and napkins were white and they were all set with beautiful plates and silverware. I got up from the table and saw my Tía René sitting across the room. I went over to say hi and Elyse followed.
Next, I was sitting at another long table outside, next to some guy who I knew, and a few characters from the office were all sitting around the table, too. I remember seeing Karen Fillapelli, Jim and Dwight. As I was filling out a test, I realized I didn't know many of the answers. I knew it was an important test, but it was very hard to concentrate and I knew I could take it again if I didn't do very well. I looked up and saw an old classmate sitting across from me. I smiled and tried to make eye contact, but he didn't look in my direction.

In another dream, I was in the car with my family. At first, I was sitting in the back by myself, but then I noticed a guy in the very back seat and hopped around the seats to sit next to him. My dad was talking about something in the front seat and it was then that I notice the boy next to me wasn't wearing any pants. He was complete nude from the waste down and I was so afraid my dad would notice. I tried to find his pants in the back seat, but it appeared that there were none.

In my last and most intense dream of the night, I was crossing the street with my sisters, brother and cousin Michele. We crossed over from the back of Luckys to our old elementary school. We could see people playing out on the school yard and I started talking about the first time I had ever walked to school. When we got to the end of the block, I wanted to turn right and walk down to Miller street on the side of the street where the school was, but since I was on the very left, I wasn't able to steer everyone where I wanted us all to go. We ended up crossing the street and there were some questionable characters standing around and a large group of high school students walking in a crowd that way. I told my sisters and brother that I wanted to walk down Miller street home, because I was afraid of walking down the other street. We walked in the direction I wanted to go, but when I got to the end of the block, I was alone and there was someone pointing a large shotgun at my head. I was terrified, but I backed away anyway and tried to shelter myself behind a parked car. The man with the gun didn't stop shooting, but he also didn't approach me. I remembered my brother telling me that shotguns are close range weapons once, while I was playing Resident Evil, which gave me the idea to just keep running. I ran all the way up the block and turned towards the front of the school. There was a woman in the doorway beckoning people inside. Apparently, they were having a meeting about the shootings that had been going on. I dashed inside and took my seat among a sea of cross-legged women on the floor. The room was very large, with high ceilings garnished with very large windows and balconies towards the top. I started to scoot towards a small closet at the head of the room. A piece of the wall jutted out a little bit, so I made sure to position myself behind it, before silently scooting all the way into the closet. I could hear the woman who had beckoned me inside talking with the shooter. I saw him standing on one of the balconies near the ceiling. He was speaking and gesturing in a very pedantic manner that made him seem older than he was. He was acting almost playfully, but in a very malicious way. I heard the woman tell him that we didn't need him or any of his help, but he countered by telling her that she would not have been able to buy the fairy print wall decorations without him. The woman agreed. Before I could say anything, a random girl runs from the other side of the closet in through a metal gate. She was so loud and impossible not to see. I was sure that the man knew where I was; there was no missing that girl's entrance. All of a sudden, that guy was upon me. I was sitting on the floor with my legs out in front of me and he was practically laying on top of me apologizing in a manipulative, silky voice. He looked directly into my eyes as he crawled over me on the floor. I felt scared, trapped and powerless under his weight. I could feel his excitement rubbing up against me, which was at the same time, both terrifying and slightly erotic.

Balance

2010-04-02T17:32:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago, I dreamed I was in a huge mall with very high ceilings. There was a lot of natural lighting coming from the skylights. Many people were meandering listlessly through the mall. I looked ahead and saw one of my little cousins walking towards the end of the floor we were on. There was no railing keeping her from going over and falling to the bottom floor and she didn't stop when she reached the end. A few seconds later, her older sisters walked over to the same spot, looked at me and then walked over the edge, too. My eyes widened in fear and my hands found my mouth, as I gasped in disbelief. I didn't approach the edge; I knew they were all dead. I could hear the screams of the people that had witnessed what had happened below.

Strange

2010-04-02T17:19:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was in my room in bed. It was dark out and I was on the computer. I found some sort of weird mortuary site where you could view dead bodies in autopsy rooms. I randomly clicked on one of the squares on screen and was shocked to find that it was a picture of one of my friends with her insides hanging out. I immediately raised my hand to my mouth in shock and gasped before clicking off the window. I had been wondering why she hadn't talked to me in such a long time and why she hadn't been online and I realized that this must have been the reason. She was definitely dead and somehow I knew it was from a car crash. I couldn't believe that I was never going to see her again; I hadn't talked to her in months. It was such a strange feeling.

Rats...

2010-03-28T10:46:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at my grandma's house sitting on the couch. We were both watching TV and I had brought my rat with me. All of a sudden, I smelled something really bad and looked down at my rat, since I figured she must have pooped. She was in the process of it, so I grabbed a tissue and started to walk over to the bathroom, because I didn't want my grandma to know; she already didn't like rats and I knew she'd make a big deal of it. She asked me where I was going and I said nowhere and kept walking. I went into the bathroom at the end of the hall and set my rat on my shoulder, while I washed my hands. After I finished, I noticed that my rat was on the floor. I didn't even feel her move, so I was very surprised. She looked somehow smaller, too, which was also odd, but she still had the same black and white pattern. I picked her up and set her on the sink, but then noticed that there was already a rat on the sink. I backed up and thought to myself that I had picked up some random rat off the floor that wasn't domesticated. I looked out into the hallway and noticed another rat standing out there, also the same color and size. I didn't know what was going on, but I did know that none of those rats were mine. I peered into the sink and finally found my rat in there trying to crawl down the drain. I picked her up and set her on the edge of the sink. She had a little bit of blood on her eye and looked really tired. It was then that I noticed she was giving birth. She gave birth to a hairless, pink rat that fell off the side of the sink and then scampered out the door and took it's place in the group of rats standing out there. My brother and sisters were in one of the rooms off the hall, so I called out to Vince to come out, because there was an emergency.

Wardrobe Malfunction

2010-03-28T10:31:00.000-07:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at a concert with my sisters and brother. We were standing in a small venue in a crowd of people waiting for The Misits to come on. I was talking with a few people when all of a sudden, I decided I wasn't dressed right for the show. I went into another room and saw Monkey from The Adicts walk by, but when I turned the corner to follow him, I noticed it was Alex Borstein dressed as him. I walked outside with a few boys and we started walking back to my house. One of them must have been my boyfriend. He was tall with short black hair and dark eyes. His skin was light with olive undertones. He kept walking very close and hugging me. I was asking him what shirt I should wear and if it was lame to wear the band shirt of the band you were going to see. All of a sudden, I was at my old house searching through my dresser for something to wear. I was thinking of wearing one of my Adicts shirts or the Adicts dress I made, but I was afraid it would get ripped by the crowd. I started looking for my Circle Jerks shirt instead, but I kept finding other shirts with skanker man safety pinned on them, in lieu of the one I wanted. Then I decided to just wear my Misfits shirt. I couldn't find it anywhere. It wasn't in my room or the laundry room. I went through piles of black clothes, but it was nowhere to be found. I started looking through my sister's pile of clothes and low and behold, there was my shirt. At that point, I thought about changing my pants, too and went looking for them. I noticed it was a little after ten, when the show was starting, but I figured it was okay, since we'd only be missing the opening bands. Then I remembered that the show was in Bakersfield and it was at least an hour away. I was hoping my brother and I wouldn't miss the show.

My First Dream In Russian

2010-03-28T10:03:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago, I had my first dream in Russian. I was at the Olympics in front of the pool. I could hear a bunch of people speaking in different languages over the loudspeaker. I noticed that the Russian speaker was the loudest and I was excited to be hearing Russian in real life. After awhile, I noticed a blond woman holding a megaphone. She started to speak and said the word 'обычно', which means 'usually' in Russian. Her voice shook quiet a bit and she seemed very nervous. She lowered the megaphone for a moment and looked around nervously. She cleared her throat, raised the megaphone and then repeated the word again more clearly.

I wonder how much of a language you have to know before you can dream in that language. I took Russian for three years in college and am now trying more diligently to learn the language, since I'm applying to grad school for an M.A. in Russian. I know I had my first dream in Spanish a lot earlier after I started learning it. I've never had a dream in French, but I've sometimes dreamed that people were speaking French, but upon waking, realized that it wasn't actually French they were speaking, but just something that registered that way in the dream. It's pretty much the same, as when I dream someone is my friend or boyfriend or cousin, but in reality, I've never met them before. This would be interesting to research for my master's thesis, but I'm sure it would fall under a different subject...

Pink Boxes

2010-03-10T13:45:00.000-08:00

Last night, I dreamed I was at work and my cousins Nina and Tania and my Tía René were outside. I looked downstairs and saw them all coming out of a car with rolling luggage trailing behind. When they came into the office, they said hi and then just turned around and started leaving. I hurriedly asked my cousin Nina if she had her MA and she said she did and then turned around and walked out of the office. At that moment, the phone rang and I had to answer it. I was upset that I didn't get to ask anything that I wanted about how to get an MA and I was left wondering why they came up and then left in such a hurry.

In my next dream, I was riding the bus in LA. There was a girl at the front talking to the driver and he was giving her directions on how to get to her destination. I realized we were going to the same place, but that my route was a little bit different. I decided to try her route and got off at the same time as her. When I got down off the bus, she was hurrying to her destination, so it was hard for me to follow her. I ended up in Macys and I noticed that I wasn't wearing shoes. I had my socks on, but that was it. I wondered if anyone would kick me out. There was a little girl standing near some clothes racks and I noticed she was wearing some cute wedge shoes that looked similar to ones that I had wanted to buy. I told Alex about it, but he said I didn't need them. I disagreed, I mean, I had no shoes on or with me, so I definitely needed something. I thought about maybe buying some cheap sandals for the day. Alex and I walked outside and into a bar located near Macys. Alex went to use the bathroom and Mel and I waited outside near the cash register. There was a guy sitting in a booth and another young college guy who worked there walking around. The guy asked me if I wanted a drink, but I said no. Someone else started whistling or yelling something at me, so I was relieved to see Alex coming out of the bathroom. We hurriedly left the bar and I went back into Macys alone. I noticed a large stack of tiny pink boxes. I took the stack and started rearranging them, so they looked nice. I made a sort of display on a small wooden table, but one side of the boxes fell over. I stacked them up on the side of the table, since they didn't seem to fit. I walked over to the register and brought some boxes with me. They all had something different inside them and the first one I opened had a small statue of Vishnu or Krishna in it. It also came with a few accessories. There was a small clam shell that was also in the box. I was really excited about what I had gotten and decided to look in some more boxes to see what else I could find. At that moment, a woman came in and asked me if she could get money out. I told her I didn't know. After that, two cashiers came out and asked us if we needed help.

Shirtless

2010-03-09T08:53:00.000-08:00

Last night, I dreamed I went to my old high school auditorium. The lights were out and everyone was sitting down watching some performance. I sat alone in an empty row in the back and realized that it was actually Mad TV and it was just on a small TV set. I saw an old friend get up and start talking about the show; he was hosting the event. All of a sudden, I realized that I wasn't wearing a bra or shirt. I tried hurriedly to put my shirt on before the lights came back on, but there was no time. I ran out to the bathroom and just sort of held my shirt and bra in front of me to cover up, but when I got to the bathroom it was extremely small and I didn't have time to duck away into it before the rest of the crowd emptied out of the building. When I got to the parking lot, I must have managed to get my shirt on, but I still wasn't wearing a bra. The parking lot looked like that of an outdoor shopping center. There were a lot of little stores all around and no school in sight once I exited the building. I saw my little sister talking to her friend LaRee and I started leaving, because she was getting a ride and she didn't need me to give her one. As I was approaching my car, I noticed LaRee's brother there. He ran up to me as I hurriedly tried to avoid him. He crashed into me, hitting me hard on the chest. It became even more apparent that I wasn't wearing a bra, as I felt the full force of this boy's arm against my chest. I exclaimed that that hurt, but after that was over, we started talking. He hugged me and then just sort of kept his arms around me as we were talking. I showed him my tattoo and he showed me his. They were exactly the same design, except his looked more professional and there was a different band on the joker card. He told me who it was and I told him mine was from a punk rock band. As we were standing there, I noticed a bunch of Filipino boys watching us. They were in the car next to us and they were very interested in us or are tattoos or something. Later on, I was at Cory's house and he and his wife were telling me about their kid.

These Boots Are Made For Walking...

2010-03-08T07:01:00.000-08:00

Last night, I dreamed my sister was wearing my boots. At first, I didn't notice, but as I looked closer, I could clearly tell that they were mine. I yelled at her that those were my boots and why was she wearing them, but she just smiled and acted like it was no big deal.

Drive By

2010-03-04T13:39:00.000-08:00

Last night, I dreamed I was driving my car passed my grandma's house. I saw my two cousins Elyse and Brittany outside with my grandpa and Elyse's boyfriend. They were all watching her boyfriend drive his silver truck off the lawn. I wondered if they noticed me drive by.

Gnomes

2010-03-03T13:34:00.000-08:00

In another dream from last night, I had just got home to my old house on Dena. I walked up to the side gate and pushed it open. From the side of the house, I noticed that my dad and his friend Ray were out back BBQing. I went into the house and told my mom that we should make sushi.

In another dream, I was at university. It looked like it was from another time; the buildings were made of stone and placed upon rolling hills. I remember walking around and seeing students everywhere. I saw my dad's friend Chris there walking by and later, I started talking with a group of girls. We were all outside on a patio area next to a large building. The same girl I didn't like from the Will Ferrell dream was there. I was very annoyed, but I just kept talking to the people around me and ignored her. I told the girls I was learning Portuguese and then said something to them in the language (although it wasn't actually Portuguese; it didn't sound like any language I've ever heard.) I wondered if I would be able to keep up in the class, since I was the only person who hadn't taken a Portuguese class before. Later on, I saw someone walking on one of the hills. They were alone, except for these little gnomes. The gnomes were tiny; they were about the size of a small teddy bear and they were all walking around the hill very quickly. Each one was a different color. I remember mostly seeing blues and reds. The boy on the hill was eating them. He'd put his mouth close to one of them and the closer his face got, the smaller the gnomes shrunk until they were able to fit inside. I don't remember why he was doing that, but I think I was going to do it, too.

Lolita

2010-03-03T08:49:00.000-08:00

Last night, I dreamed I was going to get married to Will Ferrell. I saw him and he was asking me, if I really wanted to go through with it and I said I did. We practiced outside; everyone in the wedding party lined up and I remember looking down at my white dress. We had a huge dinner after practice and there were many people seated at a very long table. I got up and walked over to this other smaller table in the restaurant and noticed my boyfriend seated with another guy. When I saw his friend, I knew immediately who was going to go sit down next to him. A girl I didn't like sat down across from him and sneered at me. I told Alex I wanted him to sit with me, but he was unresponsive; he just stared at me. The girl said something to me and I started pulling her hair and pressing her head back against the booth violently. Finally, my boyfriend got up and came with me. I decided that I wasn't going to marry Will Ferrell after all, but I didn't bother to mention it to anyone on my way out. Alex and I went to the store and while walking past many untidy aisles, I spied my old roommate Christine. She looked taller and she wore glasses and a high ponytail. She was toting a small baby girl with her. She said hi and I did, too. Later on, I was looking for healthy food in the aisle and a few people squeezed past me politely, saying "Excuse me," as they went.