now i may be mistaken, but aren't dreams supposed to detach you from the stress of reality? not to say that they are supposed to be all cheery and shit, but i mean if you had to think about your realities all the time, wouldnt you go crazy? well i dont know whats wrong with my brain but for the last year or so, my dreams have been representative of my reality, which is to say my dreams are my sleeping nightmares because the last year or so of reality has been that...a living nightmare.
so if you really want to get in touch with the importance of the dream i had last night, i would like to formally introduce you all to my nightmares (of recent weeks). FAMU finalized its royal ass raping. im in community college (which is more organized than FAMU), im severely broke with no prospect of a job, although i have looked all summer and still looking. my mom has a tumor and has to have surgery next week. and me and my girl have been having some issues (shes stressed, im stressed, and its takin its toll). reality, meet my readers. Readers, meet my nightmares.
im not looking for pity. im tryin to tell yall a story. so here it is. the dream that my brain managed to manipulate into a twisted, bastardized version of all my fucked up realities (of recent weeks)
i found myself back in high school. i dont know what year i was, but i knew that i was at some extra fancy magnet school that everyone knew about and was excited i was in. and to tell u it was a REALLY beautiful school would be an understatement. i was actually mad when i woke up cuz i wished i had went there. how i went from ignatius to a public school i dont know, but i do remember that whatever happened, i never wanted to go back to ignatius again. but thats beside the point. so im the new kid and im in classes. all the girls were really pretty, and you know, tryin to make me feel "welcome". just a side note: i dont remember all of the conversations of the dream so bare with me. anyway, so its lunchtime and i walk into the cafeteria which looked like the ballroom from Beauty and the Beast. so im walkin around tryin to find something to eat, with only 5 dollars in my pocket. of course, everything was more than 5; the salad was 7.83, a burger was like 8, and a candy bar was something else that was more than 5. so, feelin kinda embarassed, i started to walk out. now this is really weird but this kid who i swear looked like McLovin from Superbad had a gardening hose. now he kinda had it pointed up and ppl were walkin under the water but passed it. so i did me, and walked around a table so i wouldnt be anywhere close to it. next thing i know, McLovin aims the hose right at me and soaks me. i dont know why but i FREAKED OUT. the next thing i know, i punch the shit outta him, he falls and i go on this tyraid sayin stuff like "how dare you do that, you dont know what im going thru u jackass! you dont know what its like to be me" shit like that. im so mad that im just like fuck it and leave school. pretty fucked up right? well thats not even the hlafway point.
somehow the next thing i know, im in a car. i dont remember who was driving but i remember this bridge. and i said oh were goin to grandma's house, who lived in an apartment. the funny thing is that this portion of my dream is exactly the same as a dream i had about a month ago, except the apartment was mine and my girlfriends and i was with my mom. but this time, when we got there, it wasnt mine, or my grandma's apartment, it ended up being my aunts...who lives in orlando. (weird i know) so another fast forward and im sitting next to this really fantastic looking girl. i cant tell u what she looked like because i dont remember, i just remember she was really pretty. obviously shes not my dream girl, cuz that spots been taken, but she was really attractive. so were all talkin and then she like hugs up against me and puts her head on my shoulder, and i look down at her, and she looks up and we kiss! and even she was like "where did that come from" and i was like i have no idea. but then we start full blown makin out. now u know how they say u dont feel anything for the person you kiss if your eyes are open? well i swear in my mind i couldnt stop thinkin about my girl, and i knew it was way wrong for me to even look at this girl like that, and i knew it wasnt my girl so i was trying to open my eyes, like really tryin but it was like they were glued together. time now for a commercial break (so yall can go to the bathroom)...
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and we're back. so after the kiss, i felt like shit. i felt like shit's shit. and of course, she called me. and she told me that she felt that we were drifting apart and that she didnt know how she felt anymore, and i just poured my heart out to her, tellin her that she was everything i ever hoped for and that i never thought that i would find somebody that i loved as much as her, and i said i would do anything for her. now this is where it gets weird. and just another note: she would never tell me to do some shit like this:
so fast forward again. its me and my girl in the car, im driving but this time im outside my body lookin at the scene. and this is exactly what happened: she took her hair down and looked at me (damn shes so beutiful). anyway, she looks at me and says "baby, drive the car on its side." yea thats really weird, so i looked at her and i was like what? and she said "you said you would do anything for me, i want you to drive this car on two wheels" i guess i did it cuz the next thing i know im walking out of the county jail and shes standing there waiting for me, and she runs up to me and right before she kisses me, i wake up.
see what i mean? that was probably the weirdest dream ive ever had. if u can interpret shit, now would be a good time, cuz i cant keep dreamin about my day to day life.
anyway, till next time, peace, love, and all that gah'bage.
remember to always rokk your body ti its CoR.
iloveyou sweetness.
so if you really want to get in touch with the importance of the dream i had last night, i would like to formally introduce you all to my nightmares (of recent weeks). FAMU finalized its royal ass raping. im in community college (which is more organized than FAMU), im severely broke with no prospect of a job, although i have looked all summer and still looking. my mom has a tumor and has to have surgery next week. and me and my girl have been having some issues (shes stressed, im stressed, and its takin its toll). reality, meet my readers. Readers, meet my nightmares.
im not looking for pity. im tryin to tell yall a story. so here it is. the dream that my brain managed to manipulate into a twisted, bastardized version of all my fucked up realities (of recent weeks)
i found myself back in high school. i dont know what year i was, but i knew that i was at some extra fancy magnet school that everyone knew about and was excited i was in. and to tell u it was a REALLY beautiful school would be an understatement. i was actually mad when i woke up cuz i wished i had went there. how i went from ignatius to a public school i dont know, but i do remember that whatever happened, i never wanted to go back to ignatius again. but thats beside the point. so im the new kid and im in classes. all the girls were really pretty, and you know, tryin to make me feel "welcome". just a side note: i dont remember all of the conversations of the dream so bare with me. anyway, so its lunchtime and i walk into the cafeteria which looked like the ballroom from Beauty and the Beast. so im walkin around tryin to find something to eat, with only 5 dollars in my pocket. of course, everything was more than 5; the salad was 7.83, a burger was like 8, and a candy bar was something else that was more than 5. so, feelin kinda embarassed, i started to walk out. now this is really weird but this kid who i swear looked like McLovin from Superbad had a gardening hose. now he kinda had it pointed up and ppl were walkin under the water but passed it. so i did me, and walked around a table so i wouldnt be anywhere close to it. next thing i know, McLovin aims the hose right at me and soaks me. i dont know why but i FREAKED OUT. the next thing i know, i punch the shit outta him, he falls and i go on this tyraid sayin stuff like "how dare you do that, you dont know what im going thru u jackass! you dont know what its like to be me" shit like that. im so mad that im just like fuck it and leave school. pretty fucked up right? well thats not even the hlafway point.
somehow the next thing i know, im in a car. i dont remember who was driving but i remember this bridge. and i said oh were goin to grandma's house, who lived in an apartment. the funny thing is that this portion of my dream is exactly the same as a dream i had about a month ago, except the apartment was mine and my girlfriends and i was with my mom. but this time, when we got there, it wasnt mine, or my grandma's apartment, it ended up being my aunts...who lives in orlando. (weird i know) so another fast forward and im sitting next to this really fantastic looking girl. i cant tell u what she looked like because i dont remember, i just remember she was really pretty. obviously shes not my dream girl, cuz that spots been taken, but she was really attractive. so were all talkin and then she like hugs up against me and puts her head on my shoulder, and i look down at her, and she looks up and we kiss! and even she was like "where did that come from" and i was like i have no idea. but then we start full blown makin out. now u know how they say u dont feel anything for the person you kiss if your eyes are open? well i swear in my mind i couldnt stop thinkin about my girl, and i knew it was way wrong for me to even look at this girl like that, and i knew it wasnt my girl so i was trying to open my eyes, like really tryin but it was like they were glued together. time now for a commercial break (so yall can go to the bathroom)...
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and we're back. so after the kiss, i felt like shit. i felt like shit's shit. and of course, she called me. and she told me that she felt that we were drifting apart and that she didnt know how she felt anymore, and i just poured my heart out to her, tellin her that she was everything i ever hoped for and that i never thought that i would find somebody that i loved as much as her, and i said i would do anything for her. now this is where it gets weird. and just another note: she would never tell me to do some shit like this:
so fast forward again. its me and my girl in the car, im driving but this time im outside my body lookin at the scene. and this is exactly what happened: she took her hair down and looked at me (damn shes so beutiful). anyway, she looks at me and says "baby, drive the car on its side." yea thats really weird, so i looked at her and i was like what? and she said "you said you would do anything for me, i want you to drive this car on two wheels" i guess i did it cuz the next thing i know im walking out of the county jail and shes standing there waiting for me, and she runs up to me and right before she kisses me, i wake up.
see what i mean? that was probably the weirdest dream ive ever had. if u can interpret shit, now would be a good time, cuz i cant keep dreamin about my day to day life.
anyway, till next time, peace, love, and all that gah'bage.
remember to always rokk your body ti its CoR.
iloveyou sweetness.
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