Fight

I was walking down a hallway when Zach L. (a kid from my high school) said to some girl, "She's got a nice body." (referring to me).  Zach was my friend so I just said his name and rolled my eyes.  Then the girl responds with, "Only because she has boobs.  But she's fat."  I turned around offended and she got all up in my face and was trying to hit me. I kept trying to walk away. She never actually made hit me but i was afraid that she would when my back was turned so I said something along the lines of, "oh you want physical contact?" and then i picked her up and slammed her on the cement/tiled floor.  A teacher saw and made us follow him.

We ended up in a court room where we had to plea our case.  The girl went first and lied through her teeth. I was given permission to go gather witnesses so I went to find my sister. I couldn't find her anywhere so I just started shouting her name and eventually she came out of the bathroom. 

We went back to the courtroom and I was given a prompt to refer to the climax of the event and what led to it.

I was nervous, but right before I got to the floor, I woke up. 

Movie Theater

I was at an old fashioned theater/ movie with my family.  My little nephew was sitting with me and he was fussy so I was trying to get him to fall asleep in my lap.  He finally fell asleep, so I passed him to another sibling and went to go to the bathroom... with out shoes on.  For some reason, my shirt was unbuttoned and I was exposing my boobs to everybody, but apparently that was normal because no body seemed to be reacting.  I got to the bathroom and it looked like it was being remodeled (there were paint samples on the wall and a lot of construction like stuff).  There were also a bunch of women in the bathroom. Most of the toilets were out in the open which really weirded me out.  I found a stall but there were three toilets inside it and no lock on the door.  I decided to use that stall and about 3 different girls came in and used the other toilets while I was going to the bathroom... So awkward.  I finished, washed my hands, and went back to the movie theater to find my shoes.  The movie was over and I couldn't find my shoes, so i strapped pieces of cardboard to the bottom of my feet.  Then I found my nephew's batman shoes under the seat, heard an announcement that a tuxedo was returned to the lost and found, and woke up.  

Temple Christmas Trees

I had the weirdest dream last night:

I was in California but the Salt Lake City Temple was randomly in the middle of a shopping center.  Everybody was dressed up because two of my cousins were in the Temple:  one getting married, and the other receiving her endowments. We were all waiting at the doors so we could cheer when they came out, but then two of my friends from high school came out of the doors first--carrying a Christmas tree with all its lights and ornaments. Then they ran in and got more!  I was so confused.  First of all, they were wearing clubbing clothes in the temple and second, where were they getting these Christmas trees?! Next my brother and his wife came out, also carrying a Christmas tree.  Then my cousin who was receiving her endowments came out (in really short shorts), we cheered and then my next cousin and her new husband came out (also dressed in really short shorts... not even a wedding dress) followed by my uncle who wasn't carrying a Christmas tree but instead a HUGE tree trunk.  I remembered thinking that this was the strangest tradition, especially since my uncle just had knee surgery and shouldn't be carrying such a heavy load.  Eventually, everybody dispersed.  I remember my cousin who just got married saying that she was going to Disneyland.  I decided to go shopping.

The first store I went in had really cute skirts - 2 for $1.  Apparently I had bought my little sister one and I wanted to go in and buy one for myself, but they didn't have my size.  The next store I went in was called "Allister"--it was full of baby clothes.  I was there with my older sister who's pregnant and we were just perusing when I saw my x-boyfriend.  He responded with "Here come the Alexander sisters!".  I walked past him and then screamed back, "We aren't Alexanders anymore!" (referencing the fact that we had both gotten married)  I kept walking, and thought to myself, "I'm so glad this is a dream so I can go back and change what I just said." So I rewound my dream a bit, re-entered (this time knowing I'd run into my X) and just completely ignored him.  Silent treatment was much more deserving.  He kept following me throughout the store and then told me he could never forgive himself for what he did to me until I had forgiven him.  I was furious.  I just thought about how selfish he was and how much I hated him and how I didn't care if he felt bad for the rest of his life.  After thinking about all the things I wanted to say, all I could muster was that he is the biggest regret of my life.  Then I left. 

He followed me up the road a ways and then just stopped.  I wanted to be alone, so my sister took a taxi cab back to the hotel and I was on my own.

Then I woke up.

Peter Gallager

Last night I had a dream that I was having an affair...  I don't know who the boy was or what he looked like even but I do know that Peter Gallager was his father and I was in his home with no makeup on and my hair a mess. So RANDOM.  A girl from my study abroad trip was my "boyfriends" sister and she kept talking about how wonderful things would be when we got married, and then my little brother Benny blurted out "she's already married."  I of course wisked my new "boyfriend" away and we had the following conversation. 

Me: "You do know that I'm already married, right??"
Boyfriend: "Yea.  And you know that eventually you're going to have to choose."

My thought process was as followed, "You're really cute.. but Daniel (my husband) cuddles with me at night.  And he doesn't make me feel awkward when I don't have make-up on and my hairs a mess."

I'll always pick Daniel.  :-)

Last night I had a crazy dream.

I was following my parents up this huge hill (the hill of the neighborhood I grew up in.. but it was really unfamiliar). We parked our cars in some random persons drive way.  Immediately after that, I couldn't find my parents so I walked down the huge hill to a school where the choir was performing.  I didn't go to the performance though. 

I kept going and ended up in a room where there was a gentleman tied/chained down to a chair and a bunch of people surrounding him--doing experiments? helping him? something.  They had pricked his finger and were drawing a vial of blood (they weren't wearing any protective gear and I remember thinking that it was strange because I thought they were going to test and see if he had aids.) and I noticed that the guys eyes flicked open but no body was looking at him.  I wanted to warn the people, but I figured that the man was secure enough so I didn't say anything.  He started cuddling with one of the "doctors" who looked extremely confused and the next thing I know, the man was jumping out of the chair and ripping all the medical tubes out of his body. He ran up to an old man sitting in a chair, called him father, ripped out his oxygen and gave him a shot of something.  It was clear that he was angry with his dad and wanted him to suffer the way that he was suffering.  Perhaps his father was the one conducting experiments on him?  I don't know.  All I know is that the old man was no longer an old man and his skin was becoming dark, shiny, and strong.  The boy left and the the dad took after him saying that he would stop him.  All the other people in the room freaked out but they were gone before anything else could be said.  I was just a bystander through all of that.  I don't think they really knew that I was there, but if they did they didn't care.

After that, I left the room and was walking back to find my car. I ran into a black man who was telling me about this woman that he was looking for because he had a gift for her.  He then showed me the gift.  It was like a coconut but the top was cut at a diagonal and he was able to slide it open and on the inside there were coco beans. I don't know what was so special about it. He got distracted by a buddy or something and I kept walking with this gift in my hand.

 I continued to the neighborhood and walked up the hill, past a fence that had a bunch of construction paper on it with crayon drawings --I think they were from the kids at the school.  But now the hill was lined with people of all shapes, colors, and sizes and they were harassing me, making cat calls, etc.  I walked on the other side of the street, because I was scared.  Then an SUV stopped and asked if they could give me a ride.  I declined and they drove away, but a few mins later they were back and opened the car door and told me to get in.  I, once again, told them that my car was only a few houses up and they drove away. But I couldn't find my car.  I walked the ENTIRE hill but found nothing.

 I was on my way back down to the school and ran into a couple of guys telling me about the choir concert.  I don't know how the time passed but it seemed like it was the next morning and apparently, if you park your car on the street over night it gets towed.   I ran into my brother and he told me that me and my parents cars were towed and my dad had to pay $247,000.00 for each car to get out. 

I remember feeling sick and knowing that my dad was going to be ticked.

And then I woke up.

5 YEAR OLD SELF

It was my wedding day. I was in the bathroom trying to get ready but everytime I looked in the mirror I saw my five year old self-- little red curls, big blue eyes, and super cute little kid teeth (the ones that are straight but have small spaces/gaps between each tooth).  At first I FREAKED and started screaming, but when I realized I was just looking at my young self I started to relax and thought that I was probably imagining the whole five year old me bit.  Afterall, it was my wedding day and I was probably just "reviewing" my life in my head because I knew that I was about to start a new chapter (so I convinced myself).  Then my five year old self materialized out of the mirror.  It was SO bizarre. She ran up to me and I picked her up and gave her a big hug.  I thought it was awesome that she was with me and I started introducing her to everyone...then she started playing "tricks" on me.

Here is where my dream starts to get a little fuzzy.

I remember my five year old self hiding in a closet and when I went in to find her, her head was detached and rolling on the floor.  At first it just looked like a dead/pale head and even though it was detached, there wasn't blood any where.  Her head was a complete circle of skin. I picked it up and started smashing it.  Then she came out from behind the clothes and the "fake" head deflated.

Next, there was some thing about a shower and me not being able to get in to it.  It was in a corner and I couldn't figure out for the life of me how it was working.  Daniel (my husband / husband-to-be in this dream) showed up and I think my sister Jani was there too but I don't know why.

And that's as far as my memory goes...