March 7, 2009

What is with me and cats? I dreamt that I was on a cruise and was afraid to leave my room because there were, once again, cougars loose that I was afraid would eat me. there were a lot of random people I grew up with on the cruise. There was some complications as to which room was mine as well.

March 6, 2009

Okay, so I thought my last dream was disturbing. Tonight topped it off, by me dreaming about my mom's armpit hair being super long. Also, Kyle was trying to make me jealous by flirting with other girls. We lived in a different house too, this one was actually quite cool. I also went to my cousin's wedding. There was this crazy rat that was in the reception hall that tried attacking me. I tried killing it, but remembered my dream about killing the cat. I also tried on a pair of Kambree's jeans, and they showed my bum because the material was too thin in the back. I hung out at my friend Rachel's mom's house. For some reason they had my cousin's son there, and they had adopted him. It was weird because my cousin adopted another kid, and then didn't keep hers. I was trying to make cupcakes, but just took the ingredients from her house to make them at home.

March 5, 2009

Pretty disturbing dream. Maybe I have just been thinking too much about how much I hate cats. I dreamt that I was in the secret service, and for some reason I had to kill a cat while my partner stole some information. I tried to choke it until it died, but it just knocked it out for a few minutes. My partner had to come back and kill it for me. I also was going to school and couldn't find the room that I needed to go to. There was an escalator that was moving, but you really couldn't take to the next floor. I rode my 4 wheeler to school, and met a girl on the way that became my friend. I lost one of the books that I needed, so I would take breaks from my secret service job to look for my lost book. We had to cross a frozen water waterfall to get to one of our secret locations.

March 4, 2009

Last night I dreamt that my parents were buying a house in St. George. They were trying to decided between two different houses. They had the same floor plan, but different views. One was a the bottom of the hill and had a gorgeous view of the mountain, and the other had a view of the city. Even though they were not connected at all you had to take an elevator to get to the one on the hill. They were painting on the first 3 floors, and so I got paint all over my sweater. The people who were painting were some people that I was in high school yearbook with. I also was trying to get a recommendation for a job from the yearbook teacher, and was working on getting some sort of internship with the yearbook again in order to get the recommendation.

March 3, 2009

Weird dreams last night. I was supposed to be a bridesmaid at my aunt Chanda's wedding. I can't remember all of it, but I was frustrated about it. I originally told her that I wouldn't be able to because we couldn't afford to make it to the wedding. I changed my mind, but was still a little upset about how much it was going to cost. The dress was about 300 dollars. I went to dinner with another bridesmaid at an Asian restaurant. They had some pretty cool coy ponds outside. We ordered tamales and they ended up being salmon tamales, and they actually weren't that bad. We had to pay with a credit card and it automatically put on a tip for us of 10%. I went shopping with my mom and dad to try to find my dad some shoes for the wedding. My dad wanted something pretty original, like white alligator boots. There were some other shoes that he was considering because they smelled like pineapple, they looked like slippers though. When I was on my way to the wedding I had to take an elevator and it was next to another one, and you could see into it. They operated at different speeds. The adjacent one would shoot up and we would still be going slow, and then randomly we would have little bursts of super fast speed. It made me sick. I went into the ladies room and there was a man and a woman arguing, and they left their baby on the ground. That's about it. Kind of crazy :)

March 2nd, 2009

Last night I dreamt that I had two pet Lions. Sometimes they were African lions, and sometimes they were cougars. I was afraid of them, and would try to toss them something to eat whenever someone had to come to my house so that it would distract them. Strangely, I would toss them whole cantaloupes. I was so happy when Kyle and I decided that we would get rid of them. I wasn't sure if he was going to kill them, or just take them somewhere, but we decided to get a house cat instead. What a big relief to not be afraid of going in your own house anymore. Somewhere in this dream my uncle DeMar made a comment about us needing to fix up our house. It offended me because we had been working on our house a lot, and didn't think that he had even seen improvements that we had made already.

REAL LIFE: I am staying at my brother's house this week, and the cat has been scratching at the door all night to be let in. Do you think it is a coincidence that I dreamt about cats?

1st dream

REAL LIFE: I was in about Kindergarten and I had a friend that grew up with her grandparents and told me that her parents were murdered because they had a "special" type of bone that people could sale. Anyway, that night I had the most horrific dream about people hunting me for my bones.

I was running through the streets, and looking for places to hide. There was someone chasing me with a gun. There were boxes full of dried out bones. I tried hiding underneath a baby crib and there was a gun there. The most notable thing about this dream was that I remember that it was in black and white. That was the first one that I can recall not being in color. When I was little I would frequently have dreams about people killing my dad. One that I can recall was two men shooting my dad in front of our house. I also often had a recurring dream about being in a car accident and losing my leg. In my dream I was driving an older truck. In REAL LIFE When I started to learn to drive, I drove an old truck to school, I always wondered if I would get in an accident. I think part of that fear of driving may have come from my grandfather passing away in a car accident, and hearing that he had dreamt about dying in a car accident a week before he passed away. He had driven an old truck. Anyway, so those are some dreams from when I was little. What was earliest dream that you can remember