Rach that's so weird I had some pretty lucid dreams last night too! They seemed so real and if they reflect my future in any way at all, I'm screwed.
And I drank last night.
I dreamt last night I was supposed to get married (wedding dreams - bad sign #1) to this old family friend who was always much older than the other kids that I played with when I was like 6 or 8. He was 18, mysterious and
really cute. Like I was
8 and I'd blush when he'd walk by.
He never proposed, we had never actually spoken to each other but everyone knew we were - not engaged - but getting married. We were preparing for a theme wedding (ripped straight from the last book I almost finished, Shopaholic Ties the Knot) and all I remembered was I got to wear a dress and a candy necklace that he rips off my neck (it was supposed to be funny in the dream but I still don't get it) (unhumorous humour - bad sign #2).
Anyway, there aren't enough chairs for the guests (ripped straight from last night lol) and he doesn't bother getting any (or maybe we tried and they said no) so we don't get married.
Then I had a dream I was standing on Bay street in front of that court house with these people in black suits finishing work, lining the streets, and an old co-worker at my first agency runs up to me out of nowhere to give me stuff that the tv stations came to drop off and she hands me this rose that died, from David Copperfield. David Copperfield? WHAT THE FUCK!
I was running somewhere at this point so I had to bury it quickly in some random novelty stone garden, or possible zen garden....I don't know, there were rocks and trees.
And then I woke up at 4:36 PM. So to make up for the time I wasted during the day I'm going to have to stay up all night until 4:36 pm tomorrow and hope that I make it to at least after 10 pm.
As my witnesses, I vow for this week to be NORMAL, dammit!
Oh freaky, I thought I saw snow but it was a piece of dust floating in my room.