Date of dream: Monday, December 27, 2004
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It was almost the same thing, but more about me and Nancy by ourselves at the Orleans. Because
there were crowds of people around. And this time, I knew some of the people that were around. The
setting was different, however, it was like we were underground or something. But, it was like school. I
saw people, gathered in their own groups. Standing. Talking. Just huge crowds of them. I was lost,
inside, I knew it was a dream, but I had no idea what was going on. So I just watched in my mind,
while physically in the dream, I moved around to different people and different groups. There was this
group of people that I recognized from school, and this one particular guy. I walked through their
group, and the guy just "dropped a pie" on my chest. I was all "What The HELL?" and I took the pie (my
boobs were miraculously clean) and shoved it in his face and pushed him. Everyone in the group was
all, "Oooohhh". I don't know. It was weird. I walked away (rubbing my boob because it hurt) to some
other group. People were staring at me after that happened. Eh.
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Date of dream: Saturday, December 11, 2004
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For the past few days, there were many main things that I remember most about that keeps reoccuring
in my dreams:
*Relates to my classmates from school.
--Last night's dream, I didn't even know who the people were, I assume they were still people from
school because most of them acknowledged me. When the dream from a few days ago, I knew all of
them, because they were from different classes of mine.
*Always has to do with a social event or party.
--One of them had celebrities in it, last night's had people I didn't even know. And they were both
celebrations of some sort, and it was always at my house.
*Usually takes place at my house, no matter where, or what it looks
like.
--I've always had these weird dreams of having a "new" house. Each time, it's always different. Well
last night, I had one again. Another "new" house. This one had a round staircase with chandeliers, and
it was in a "normal" brand-new neighborhood, not usually the same boring architectural designs like
those new Las Vegas homes, but "unique" in a way. IN a new Las Vegas homes neighborhood.
*There's always someone wanting to meet me, or me wanting to meet
someone.
--In one of the dreams, I wanted to get Gwen Stefani's autograph for my little sister because she was
performing at the party. But in most of my other dreams, it usually had to do with some other guy. I
got asked out by a girl on my left side, that was wearing those punker pants from Hot Topic, for her
friend who was on my right side, when I turned around to see who it was, the dream instantly switched
to a yearbook page? o_O
*But then either my friend or something always pushes me away from my
search.
--I couldn't get Gwen's autograph even when she said she'd talk to me after her performance, because
when she was in the middle of it, my friend kept trying to talk to me, asking me different random
questions when we purposely when down there to get her autograph in the first place, and when she
was close to finishing I had to wake up. In last night's dream, I was like the "host" of the "party",
everyone needed me for help or something, but I kept getting turned to other directions.
*Another thing about my dream is that, I wake up at the moment when I'm always about to do
something.
I don't know what else that could do with the dreams that I would think is important.
Perhaps I'm missing some details, but that's all I could ask myself at the moment.
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Date of dream: Saturday, September 11, 2004
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This dream is about me and a friend of mine who I have not spoken to in 5 years. Her name
is Rochelle Domingo, she is a year younger than me and she is Filipino. I do not know how she is and
or anything about her, and I am sure she knows nothing about me either. I have not seen her since we
were in 4th grade, and so I think about her and my former friends all the time. I do not know if my
dreams are telling me how they are or if I just miss them too much, but I always see them from time to
time.
The title is Another Renunion, because this was not the first dream I have had of meeting her or any of
my former friends.
I do not remember how it started out, but from my memories, I was at a convienent shopping area,
where you would find Wal-Mart and other little stores next to it. I see Rochelle and we immediately
knew locked eyes. We hugged each other and both were excited and extremely overjoyous to see each
other, because it had been 5 years since contact. I begin to talk to her about school as we start to walk
around. Towards the sidewalk of the street, we still continued walking near the stores. There was a
fancy dress store boutique. I suppose at that time in the dream, the event was something near or
related to something formal. Well, we stopped inside and looked around. And as usual, I see regular
classmates as normal civilians around the area. These people are usually the classmates I do find
annoying, but they aren't bad people. Rochelle and I were about to head back to Wal-Mart (where we
first saw each other) when we past by an Asian (probably Cambodian) resturaunt. Rochelle tells me to
go ahead as I went to do a task. I stopped to do my task at a store a few blocks down, when I
overhear some acquaintences suggesting Rochelle was getting hurt. I ran back to the resturaunt to find
that she was hurt, extremely bad. It was horrible, I grabbed her and helped her walk back to Wal-Mart,
where there was a line of students (classmates from my future High School) and we walked passed a
group of African American girls who looked extremely pissed off at us. Which I assumed they were the
girls who were ganging on Rochelle for stupid reasons. I glanced at them with confused but still mean
looks back and continued to help Rochelle get back to Wal-Mart.
Rochelle was not injured severly, but she had scratches so horrible we saw the color of her veins and it
was just, ugh horrible.
I cannot remember the rest of the details, but those were the important ones I remembered.
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