Category Archives: Dreams

dream: i don’t know how it started but i was in the hospital because something was wrong with my heart. i had an IV in my left arm, which was really hurting, and i had to have some kind of procedure (or i already had the procedure i think). something about it went wrong, and i still wasn’t right. a nurse realized if she had been paying more attention to me i would have been ok, but no one did anything when my arm was hurting and now i had a blood infection. at this point i knew i was going to die, because it was sort of a flashback in a weird way. the nurse was telling me if she had paid attention, i’d have been ok, which led me to believe i wasn’t going to be ok. she started taking me out of the hospital and i started crying that i didn’t want to die, that it was too soon. i started seeing people i knew, like kathy at work, who asked me if i had any snacks at home and i told her no. then i thought, no one knows this is the last time they are going to talk to me, and these are the last things they are going to say to me. and on top of that, i don’t know why i said no, cuz i had cookies at home. the nurse takes me to the middle of a parking lot and i see a helicopter, and i start crying again that i don’t want to die, that kitty is at home and won’t know what is going on. the mercy flight helicopter lands and they put me in to transfer me to, apparently, a hospital in philadelphia so i can have a heart transplant. but they are going to start the transplant in the helicopter. the operating table is all dirty with the left overs from the last person who they were working on, and i think the person’s jaw was on the table…or an ugly grimace was burned into the table, because it went wrong and the lost the patient. but i thought it was a bad sign. so the nurses were around, and one got my new heart out of the freezer and just plops it on the table, like it’s just that easy and they have tons of hearts laying around for transplants. she started snipping some of the major arteries, like the aorta, because apparently they were too long.

yeah. that’s it. it was actually pretty frightening.

dreamed i decided to be Duckie from Pretty in Pink for halloween, and apparently i worked or went to school with molly ringwald, and I convinced her to be herself so that my costume would make sense ha.

dream: my parents and i decided to go to church, so we went to the one on nash that i went to pre-school at when i was 4. i think they are methodist. it ended up being way bigger on the inside than you thought it was seeing it from outside. the altar was in the center of the room, with 4 sections of seats making a shape of the cross. for some reason i sat by myself. the service started and everyone stood up to sing, except me and my dad. i stayed seated and apparently i was sitting wrong because a lady across the aisle started moving my feet and positioning them in the correct way, i guess to worship jesus. when i left the church all 4 of my tires had been slashed. i guess the church didn’t approve of me and my sitting.

dreamed i went to watch an olympic event, because sarah was competing in the trapeze… LOL i guess she also needed a ride, so i went to watch her on the trapeze, and jory was also somehow part of the act but he really just hung on one of the bars and didn’t do anything. during her act she was hanging upside down and had a wardrobe malfunction and flashed everyone hahahaha. so after she was done i was waiting around for her to show up so we could leave, and there were a bunch of babies performing for the crowd, just entertainment not one of the events. i was wandering around and then james was there as a sports photographer so i went to talk to him and he asked if i was there to compete and i laughed at him. he said, well it was only $300 to join so he thought i might have given it a shot. more wandering around and i realized it was even more boring to watch the olympics in person than on tv, cuz it took so long between events.

crazy dreams.

my car was parked in the work parking lot and when i got out of work the whole side was totally smashed, and the car that did the smashing was still there parked right up against mine. turns out it was this kid from work who is on facebook all the time. he had decided to go drunk parking, and lucky me, parked next to me, crumbling up half my car while he was at it. he got in his car and started to drive away (who knows how he got in the car since it was smashed up against mine) and i was like WTF, come back here, and other people started shouting at him and he turned around and came back. he didn’t even realize he had smashed my car up.

#2. can’t remember too much anymore, i was in a house with my old neighbors the carlo girls, and it started turning into a horror movie. immobile things started coming alive and after us, live things started dying and decaying and it was quite scary. we were holed up in a room trying to not let any of these zombie things in, and my toe nail broke. i pulled the broken nail off and it started to bleed and some blood got on the carpet, and suddenly everything started going backwards..the dead things came alive again, and the zombie things went back to being inanimate objects and i realized that when they moved into the house no one had made a blood offering to it, so it had gone evil but now that my toe had bled on the carpet it was all good.

#3. i was in harry potter. voldemort was that shiny triangular thing from south park (moses is it? from jew-bilie?) not sure where we were but the 4 of us (harry, ron, hermione and me) had to sleep in this single bunk. it sorta turned into me being at my grandparents old house with all this family i didn’t know, planning to go see harry potter at like 6 am and me not being able to get up early enough to go.

i dreamed about obama. i was on a flight some where, and looking out the windows the ground looked so cool, with neat patterns out of the fields and it was at night, so the lights looked awesome. then we went to land and it was pretty much a nose dive to the ground, but we landed with no problem. then suddenly i was in a car and i had to go to customs, because i was in vancouver. so i was waiting with my car and getting my luggage out, wondering how my car got there in the first place and how i was going to get it home again since i flew there. customs came and peeked in the car and said i could go. so i got in the car and they pointed the way to my hotel, but i took the wrong way, which was this skyway type road, very high off the ground but also very very narrow so if you turned just a tiny bit you’d fall off. i got to the hotel which was a casino and i checked in and went to the room. all the matresses of the 3 beds in the room were on the floor. i sat on one of them, and realized if i just thought about a certain kind of chair, that chair would appear in the room. then i got up to go to the bathroom and realized the room was all disheveled because someone was else was staying there. there were towels on the floor and underwear and bras hanging in the shower. so i was like, wtf, i gotta call the front desk. but instead i left and i ended up in another room, the presidential suite with obama. he was there all alone doing some work, so i sat down and we just chilled. then i realized, i was chillin with the president, so i txted all my friends LOL. we were talking, and i asked him where the secret service was, and he said they were outside guarding the door. but then how did I get in? then i said, “stupid question, but are we in vancouver” hahahaha, and he said yes. i realized that his room, especially for a presidential suite was really really small, smaller than the one i got which had 3 beds and furniture that would just appear. so we hung out, and i realized he is super cool so i txted my friends again about how cool obama was. finally left back to my room and remembered that i needed to call the front desk, so i did but the phones wouldn’t work.

and people need to get over the fact that michael phelps smokes(d) pot…seriously. NOT A BIG DEAL! everyone smokes pot at some point. did anyone really think a young rich kid, athlete or not, was going to not smoke pot? puh-lease. it should be made legal just so people can’t sit up on their high horse and look down upon things like this. it’s a non issue to me.

work should be interesting tonight, considering everyone thinks i’m a steelers fan. haha especially if they lose, they’ll rub it in as if i care.

dream: i was walking to geneseo…which is something i apparently did all the time. i started my walk down the correct street, which at one point involved walking through a rickety old victorian house. you had to go through the house, i guess it was just totally impossible to continue on the sidewalk or go around it. only this time someone was moving into the house (think the fight club soap house…falling apart and probably condemned) which was surprising. i had to make my way around boxes and furniture, and ended up having to go upstairs and out onto a turret, which i was going to have to jump off of…only it started to crumble and completely fell off the house with me in it. so i got out of the wooden wreckage and then this new owner came out and i apologized for breaking his house. then i was confused as to which way to go, since i came out of the house in a different place than normal. so the owner told me to turn on the street and that that was the right way. so i did, and i ended up in a little town i had never seen before, and realized i didn’t go the way i normally went. walking through the town they were preparing for some kind of festival, lots of people on the streets. then they all started walking out of town and i had no choice but to follow the crowd. i asked someone how to get to geneseo and they told me to follow rt 17 so i was going to, but couldn’t get out of the crowd. walked passed a bus station which was announcing buses to geneseo so i was like Oh i should just take a bus instead, but again, couldn’t get out of the crowd to go buy a ticket.

then it morphed into being home again, and there being a news report about one of Father Baker’s orphanages burning, and i realized it would be a good exploring opportunity, but i couldn’t go alone and thought, wow i need more friends. i was going to call alex to go but never got the chance.