right so I just woke up from this dream and I'd like to try to capture the end of it here because it made me go wtf? that's not a good way to go looking at the world! FWIW this dream probably isn't very entertaining... it's sort of run of the mill. But it's haunting me so I want to write about and this is my blog goddamn it so that's what I'm gunna do!
It's the end of it I've still got in my head (although fading so I'm gunna try to get this out quick) I'm in the backyard, by the pool... with the cat (that's an indoor cat, isn't supposed to be outside) my parents are gone on a trip or something, not home. It's just me and my little brother who's asleep inside, like it always is when they go out of town. I realize that parents are coming home soon and I need to clean the house so I go in. I find one of my older brothers there and he's watching TV. I remember that he was coming to visit so I'm like "hey! what's up..." "fine, u?" "nothing, where you gunna sleep?" (since I'm already sleeping in the 'guest room'. "In there with you, is that gunna bug ya?" "No... it's just I can't really sleep with people around but whatever..." my voice falling sort of betraying my unhappiness with the situation.
I go to clean the kitchen, because it's pretty trashed like it always is after my parents have been gone for awhile. One cat (an old black one we used to have) is there eating and I remember the cat outside. I'm like "oh ****" and at the same time thinking... he needs to eat. So I open the fridge and get some food for him (not sure why the catfood was in the fridge) old black cat tries going in the fridge to eat the better human food and I'm like "**** off!" I fill up a bowl of catfood and head outside.
I start calling kitty kitty and thinking "**** he probably jumped the fence and took off, ****" since I know I'm gunna be in **** with my parents for letting the cat out. But then I hear, notice that there's some girls over on the patio that are petting the cat and keeping him around. I think "cool, thanks!" call kitty over and put his food bowl inside so he'll go in there and eat.
Now I turn my attention to the girls, since it's morningish, my parents are coming home and I still need to clean because the house looks like ****, but at the same time I'm like, hey... a bunch of girls here wanting to hang out and go swimming, alllright! By this point half of them are already in the pool and it sort of shifts, where half of them were normal girls who were already here (those in the pool) and there's the much hotter ones over on the patio who haven't gone in the pool yet. One of the ones in the pool, a girl who I used to work with/be friends with, is like "Hey, why's Jenny Lastname here? wow!" Jenny Lastname being the "cool girl" for some reason, as in too cool to be here about to want to swim at my house and that's why all the ones in the pool are surprised I know her. But at the same time Jenny Lastname is my other friends hot little sister who's always had a crush on me. I tell the girl in the pool that, "Oh that's Jenny, she's fun!" next thing I know I'm in the pool swimming with all the "cool, hot" crowd, all friends of Jennys that she's brought with her that I don't know.
At this point I'm thinking, this is cool, but I really need to clean and get ready and stuff... but ****, lots of hot girls in bikinis and **** in my pool. This here is definately alright. As if she here's my thoughts Jenny says, "relax, it's valentines day. You need this." at that point I notice somebody has lined up a bunch of candles along the edge of the pool and everybody has champaign glasses. There's a toast and a New Years Eve sort of feeling moment, then everybody starts making out and ****. Jennys across the pool from me making out with this cute sort of Islander looking girl (I have no idea who she is) and I start thinking again (since there's nobody around loving on me) hey, I really gotta fix **** inside before people come home, and **** these people if there isn't any for me... I look down and notice that somebody is swimming up at me. I know what's coming, but at the thought I start getting paranoid at these hot girls intentions.
Island girl breaks the surface and is there in my face, teasing back and force. My mind is half on still wondering what these people want and the other half all about to jump Island girl. I grab her and we start kissing and stuff... it's hot and heavy lol. But all I can think of at this point is "why are they distracting my attention like this?" and I sort of want to look around to see what everybody is doing, but I want to keep making out/start ****ing Island girl, and she's taking up all my focus/attention (I can't see anything else). As we swim to the little loveseat in the deepend of the pool I finally get a look around and see that everybody's gone from the pool to inside my house now except us and raelise that they're all jacking my parents **** and emptying out the house. But I'm still stuck on Island girl and wanna **** her, not go inside to stop them from robbing my parents. I say something about my older brother who's inside as if to let her know, "your friends aren't going to be able to steel anything because it's being guarded" then I go in to start making out with Island girl and finish the deed but she pulls away now, as if the whole thing has lost it's purpose.
lol that's when I woke up. Didn't even get to **** her... :(
So now I'm stuck on, WTF is with the paranoia over a girl wanting to have sex... why does it have to be evil ulterior motives? It's sort of a theme for me I guess, I'm always paranoid of people who come on to me. Something that's made me miss uncounted opportunities with girls who were out of my league (at least in my mind)
Not that any of you can answer that... I just wanted to get this out and recorded. Anyways, feel free to comment or analyze my dream since/if you've bothered to read this far. lol
You're just messed up Bionic, that's all there is to it. :D See, this proves it:
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Hehehe. Just kidding. *pulls out notebook and glasses and begins psychoanalysis* What it means is that you're a little unsure of yourself, you lack confidence, and you need to do something that you can be proud of. Or something. Maybe it's just too much porn.
Actually, my opinion is that dreams or no dreams everyone needs something that's kind of their niche that they feel good about. ----- You know, the last dream that really stuck with me - in the dream I was with someone who I felt completely accepted and loved by, someone who really cared about me and showed it --which has exactly zero ties to reality at present, but I felt good even after I woke up. And I feel like that'll happen some day. There isn't any guy presently in my life like that, but I think someday there will be.
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Did you know the guy or was it a random/faceless person? It's always weird the way that works in dreams... when you just kind of have an impression of a person and they don't particularly have a specific identity beyond the part they're playing. Sometimes, when I actually see their faces, they stick with me. I can still picture some of the anonymous random people from my dreams even though I have no idea who they are/if they're real people I've maybe seen before or what. I'm still trying to identify Island girl... but the face is fading, and I don't remember her as being any specific person I've known... just Polynesian/Island looking girl. I'm not entirely into dream analysis/ Jungian archetypes and all that, but pretending like I am for a minute... she wasn't the animus, she didn't have that 'feel' to her... there was a bit of menace along with the sexual energy and I knew somehow that she was sort of meaningless beyond her role in the dream.
I hope this isn't too much information lol. I just happen to love my dreams and talking about them with people usually makes me realise alot of things I wouldn't have thought of otherwise about what they were about. I do think that some of them have meaning thats worth looking for, as long as you don't go crazy trying to apply a symbol to every detail. That's sort of silly IMO. But you kind of 'know' what has meaning and what doesn't after awhile or at least that's what I think.
You're just messed up Bionic, that's all there is to it. :D See, this proves it:
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 16:45, 2007-10-06
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 16:53, 2007-10-06
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 17:06, 2007-10-06
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 18:59, 2007-10-06
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 19:00, 2007-10-06
-- Edited by Bionicgoat at 19:06, 2007-10-06
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like I said, I was typing quick so I could get the dream down on 'paper' before it faded... there were alot of typos and stuff I had to go back and fix after I read it to myself
Did you know the guy or was it a random/faceless person? It's always weird the way that works in dreams... when you just kind of have an impression of a person and they don't particularly have a specific identity beyond the part they're playing. Sometimes, when I actually see their faces, they stick with me. I can still picture some of the anonymous random people from my dreams even though I have no idea who they are/if they're real people I've maybe seen before or what. I'm still trying to identify Island girl... but the face is fading, and I don't remember her as being any specific person I've known... just Polynesian/Island looking girl. I'm not entirely into dream analysis/ Jungian archetypes and all that, but pretending like I am for a minute... she wasn't the animus, she didn't have that 'feel' to her... there was a bit of menace along with the sexual energy and I knew somehow that she was sort of meaningless beyond her role in the dream.
I hope this isn't too much information lol. I just happen to love my dreams and talking about them with people usually makes me realise alot of things I wouldn't have thought of otherwise about what they were about. I do think that some of them have meaning thats worth looking for, as long as you don't go crazy trying to apply a symbol to every detail. That's sort of silly IMO. But you kind of 'know' what has meaning and what doesn't after awhile or at least that's what I think.
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He was someone I knew a long time ago, but at the same time, wasn't, if you know what I mean.
Dreams are interesting. I've had dreams happen just how I dreamt them, years later. It's only the ones that stick with me, that don't just fade away that have come true like that. Really silly stuff it's been - things that don't mean anything on their own, but in context with what's happening when it comes true, has had a greater impact.
I think dreams can have meaning, but it's often in the overall feel of the dream more than the specific details.
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