I'm pretty sure Kane and I were on vacation in Kokomo in this dream. Where is Kokomo? I had thought it was a Carribbean island, but Google maps tells me it's a city in Indiana. Not quite as exciting.
In the dream the island was somewhere in the middle of the Pacific, like, with Tahiti and all that. Kane and I were on vacation though I'm not sure how or why (do I really need a how or why to be on vacation, though?). I remember being in a tiny hotel room with two beds. It was like a hostel where the beds were rented out not just the room. I had one bed reserved, and I thought it was for both of us, but it turned out that they were only twin beds. Kane got the other bed for one of the nights, but then had to go somewhere else for the next night and some other people filled the room. It was a bit strange.
I remember walking around outside the hotel - it was sort of a resort on the beach sort of place, warm breeze, bright sunset. I saw Kyla and her boyfriend walking by and was really surprised to see them. I went to talk to them to see if they wanted to do something but they said they were on their way back to their hotel, which was a bit outside of town. I was wondering why they stayed so far away. It looked like they were going to walk there, even though they mentioned it was over 3o miles outside of town. He gave her a piggy back ride and they seemed very happy.
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Mall Breakfast
Dreamed Night of Feb 4, 2010
My mom, David, Kane, and I were in a mall and I think we were on vacation somewhere. It was morning and we were looking for breakfast. We found a few places in the mall that had breakfast-type food, but everything on the menus was either meat or deep fried, and I'm not a huge fan of either.
We walked around to different places looking for something decent, and while walking, I saw Kyla pass by laughing. She was headed into some store where I think she worked. I stopped her to ask why she was laughing, and she told me but I don't remember the reason.
We continued to look for a restaurant or store and found this perfect little cafe with a great menu. We entered and sat ourselves but there appeared to be no one else there, either customers or staff. We found a note that said they were on vacation for a week or something and that they were closed. I had no idea why the doors were still open, but we were downtrodden.
My mom, David, Kane, and I were in a mall and I think we were on vacation somewhere. It was morning and we were looking for breakfast. We found a few places in the mall that had breakfast-type food, but everything on the menus was either meat or deep fried, and I'm not a huge fan of either.
We walked around to different places looking for something decent, and while walking, I saw Kyla pass by laughing. She was headed into some store where I think she worked. I stopped her to ask why she was laughing, and she told me but I don't remember the reason.
We continued to look for a restaurant or store and found this perfect little cafe with a great menu. We entered and sat ourselves but there appeared to be no one else there, either customers or staff. We found a note that said they were on vacation for a week or something and that they were closed. I had no idea why the doors were still open, but we were downtrodden.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Swim Meet
Had another high school dream last night, these happen often. I was at some sort of restaurant and it was the middle of the afternoon, between school being let out and the start of a swim meet (there usually is no time between these events, but welcome to my dream world). My friends and some of my family were at the restaurant, and there was some sort of a performance going on. I was trying to get out of there because I had to poo and because the meet was about to start. No idea why I had a dream where I had to poo, I didn't have to poo in real life or anything. Hope you're ok with me discussing poo.
I was trying to leave the restaurant but people kept talking to me and my aunt was hitting me with a pillow, which she thought was hilarious (not very characteristic of my aunt). I finally got away and rushed over to where the swim meet was and went down into the locker room to change. I was a bit irritated, as I always was, since I was in the first and last events of the meet, meaning I had to be there (and soaking wet) for the entire meet. Some other people had stayed at the restaurant since their events didn't start until halfway through the meet. Grrr!
In the locker room I found the toilets and went poo (you're so happy to hear about it), but the toilets were little glass pods where you can't stand up and you can see into adjacent pods. I was not happy about this so I left a bit early to go change.
I was swimming the medley relay, as always (the first event), and we had our old kick-ass JV team together. Kyla was doing back, I don't remember who was doing breast, a girl who I don't remember her name was doing fly, and I was bringing it in with freestyle (it was a good team, trust me). I was putting on my suit and realized that it was my 2 piece bikini that I have now, which would surely fall off as soon as I jumped in the water. In fact, our whole team was in bikinis and I was wondering what was going on.
I was searching for a more appropriate bathing suit top (like a Nike suit top) to wear over my bikini so it didn't fall off in the water, but I was having no luck. No one else seemed to be worried about this inevitabilily. Kyla was joking about how our coach should use this lineup in the meet next week against Mt. Eden High, which would be mean since their team was always horrible. Typically (in real life) our coach would give the lesser swimmers a try at meets against Mt. Eden since there was no way they could beat us, but Kyla really wanted to kick their butts hard for some reason.
We never did get in the water, my alarm woke me up!
I was trying to leave the restaurant but people kept talking to me and my aunt was hitting me with a pillow, which she thought was hilarious (not very characteristic of my aunt). I finally got away and rushed over to where the swim meet was and went down into the locker room to change. I was a bit irritated, as I always was, since I was in the first and last events of the meet, meaning I had to be there (and soaking wet) for the entire meet. Some other people had stayed at the restaurant since their events didn't start until halfway through the meet. Grrr!
In the locker room I found the toilets and went poo (you're so happy to hear about it), but the toilets were little glass pods where you can't stand up and you can see into adjacent pods. I was not happy about this so I left a bit early to go change.
I was swimming the medley relay, as always (the first event), and we had our old kick-ass JV team together. Kyla was doing back, I don't remember who was doing breast, a girl who I don't remember her name was doing fly, and I was bringing it in with freestyle (it was a good team, trust me). I was putting on my suit and realized that it was my 2 piece bikini that I have now, which would surely fall off as soon as I jumped in the water. In fact, our whole team was in bikinis and I was wondering what was going on.
I was searching for a more appropriate bathing suit top (like a Nike suit top) to wear over my bikini so it didn't fall off in the water, but I was having no luck. No one else seemed to be worried about this inevitabilily. Kyla was joking about how our coach should use this lineup in the meet next week against Mt. Eden High, which would be mean since their team was always horrible. Typically (in real life) our coach would give the lesser swimmers a try at meets against Mt. Eden since there was no way they could beat us, but Kyla really wanted to kick their butts hard for some reason.
We never did get in the water, my alarm woke me up!
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