Last night I had a bunch of crazy dreams. I remembered them at the time they woke me up, but by this morning, many of them were gone. There were just too many!

One involved being back in High School (although it didn’t LOOK like the high school). I was hungry and so had a huge-ass bag from McDonald’s, and an equally large coke. I hadn’t had a chance to eat it yet, so I brought it with me to my physics class (complete with our old Physics teacher). Melany decided to sit down next to me (which apparently she didn’t normally do, since she commented how different it was on this side of the room), but then I knocked my soda over, which the teacher instantly noticed. Melany tried to pick it up without spilling it, but to no avail. So I had to get up and grab a ton of paper towels to mop it up. It was awkward.

The other involved me being in a bedroom and some Asian dude with a long, thin, bendable pole started trying to fight me. He kept trying to beat me with the stick—first he’d try an initial jab, and then if I didn’t block it, he’d go full force. A few times I grabbed the stick away and tried to attack the guy with it, but I didn’t do a very good job. I just couldn’t get the pole to hit the guy as hard as I wanted. Yes, I know that this one could sound sexual or something, but at the time it really just seemed like some martial arts guy trying to injure me! I felt a little panicked when I woke up.

What the heck though?? What does it all mean?? And why did I have so many dreams last night?!

Posted at 9:59 AM |

LOL perhaps, although that seems too easy. And plus, if we’re going to play the stereotype game (after all, he was wearing some traditional robe and what seemed to me in the dream to be a traditional stick weapon), it was a REALLY LONG (albeit pretty thin) stick.

Something to ponder. :)

2 | Posted by: Jennifer on March 08, 2005 @ 5:08 PM

Yes, my mom would be so proud! ;)

4 | Posted by: Jennifer on March 08, 2005 @ 5:48 PM