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Sunday, November 12, 2006

Junk Food Prehistoric

I was with Shayna in my Dad's house. Her and I were supposed to go to dinner with him and Lenna. We had been hanging out, and when I looked at the clock it was 9:45 at night already. I called my dad and said I still wanted to have dinner, and apologized for letting it get so late. He picked us up.
I was in a grocery store with some people, and I kept picking up things I wanted. All of it was really unhealthy food but I wanted to get it. I also kept taking really long because nothing would be perfectly right. I picked up some candy, and then I wanted ice cream. The only ice cream cups they had left were either really small or really big. I chose a really small one and started putting ice cream in it but then I decided I should just get the bigger one and not use all the space. So I threw away the little one and picked up the bigger one, then I realized they would probably charge me more for that one even if I wasn't using the whole thing. So I retrieved my small ice cream cup and filled it half chocolate and half vanilla. At this point everyone else was already in line. As we were waiting in line I decided I was really thirsty and needed a soda. I looked in the soda fridge and saw that there weren't any sodas except for some that looked about half-a-mile into the machine. I asked a cashier lady if she could get one for me. She brought over a big truck and dumped them into the back of the machine. So I got one, we paid for all of our stuff, and left the store.
I was with my dad and sisters and we were on a journey to my great grandma's house to have dinner. I was drinking the soda I had gotten and was rather dissatisfied with it, it was kind of flat, but I was so thirsty I didn't care. We had the shopping cart from the store with us, and I was eating the ice cream. My family was giving me crap because I was going to be too full for dinner, but I knew that and didn't care. My hands had gotten sticky and I wanted to stick them in the pond that was next to us to wash them off. The pond was pretty dirty, but you could see schools of silver minnows swimming around toward the bottom. My dad told me not to stick my hands in there no matter how much I wanted to. Suddenly we were all wading through it, and my dad was pointing out all the discusting creatures around us. There were little bacteria and centipede things swimming around and all sorts of discusting shit. Finnaly we got to the end of it and there was a big pool next to it with a punch of people swimming in it. I jumped in the pool and immediately felt relieved. I jumped into the bigger pool where the pond had been, and it felt really good to swim.
As I was swimming I spotted what looked like two sharks, freaked out, and jumped out of the pool. My dad thought I must be crazy and told me to calm down. I then saw that they were actually dolphins, and immediately jumped back into the pool. I swam with them and reached out and pet them as they went by me. My wrist slid over the edge of one of their fins and I was afraid it had cut me but I didn't care because I was so excited to be swimming with dolphins. Then as they swam up to the rest of my family I saw one of them take a snap at them, and seeing there faces in more detail they looked like prehistoric early-dolphin dinosaurs. They were definetly trying to eat my family, and now one of them turned around and came toward me. I tried to climb out of the pool as fast as I could, I got about halfway out and it bit down on my leg. I pulled myself out with my leg still in the dinosaur's mouth. He let go of me and started talking to me and singing this creepy song. There were old pots and kinds of sculptures sitting next to me and I started picking them up and trying to smash them onto the dinosaur's head. I was becoming conscious of the dream because I felt so trapped and just wanted to get out. I wolk myself up.

I'm bummed because at that point I could have tottaly had a lucid dream, but a lot of times when I'm freaked out by a dream like that I just kind of panic and want to wake up as opposed to try to work with it.
Also it's funny I dreamt about junk food because I've been eating pretty much nothing but lentils and couscous lately.

1 Comments:

Blogger Briggity Brak said...

Two shark dreams in as many days...interesting...

November 13, 2006 2:29 AM  

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