Date of dream: Thursday, December 11, 2003
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i'm at work and me and greg (a guy i work with) are talking. but for some reason i can't hear what we
are saying. everything is silent.
then, suddenly, greg hugs me. and i hug him back. and he smells so nice, so i burry my face in his
shoulder. and then i hear him ask if i like him and i say yes. i pull back and look up at him, then,
blushing, i rest my forhead on his chest.
the weird thing is, i'm actually taller than greg, but in this dream i'm shorter. and i dont' really think i
ahve a crush on greg, i mean... i dont' know, he's okay. i like him, but i don't think like that. well... i
wouldn't say no, though.
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Date of dream: Tuesday, November 18, 2003
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I'm at school, though it doesn't look like any school I've ever actually gone to. But stil, I'm there and
my grandma and uncle donnie come to pick me up. So, I walk outside behind them and when we get to
the car, they jump in before me. I watch in shock as my uncle starts the engine and drives off. At first I
think it's a joke, but they don't come back.
So, I start walking home, even though I don't really know the way. For some reason I'm wearing
glasses (and, yes, I do own a pair, i just never wear them). Well, I'm crying like a baby, so I take off
the glasses. But out of anger, I crush them in my hands. I end up at the bus stop, looking down at my
broken glasses in awe. The lady next to me asks why i'm crying and i tell her about my family leaving
me behind.
she's about to say something else, but i decide to keep walking. i end up walking by Tulsa Community
College, the West Campus, and at the front is this guy with a microphone asking all these people
questions. He goes to ask me something, but I just start crying again and run off.
Next thing I know, i'm in this building, I assume the college, and I see the lady at the bus stop in the
group of people, and with them is my grandma. i'm so mad at her that I flip her off and run away. as
I'm running i can hear the bus stop lady tell the group about how my family left me.
Somehow i make it home. my step-dad and mom are there. for some reason i get into a fight
imediately with my step-dad (which, honestly, happens a lot in real life), and i run to my bed room. For
some reason, I can't lock my door. so i spend about ten minutes trying to lock it, screaming obsenities
all the while. finally i get it locked.
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mein gott, this dream really left me feeling worthless even more than usual. i hated it.
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