February 21, 2012

  • Dreams.

     

    I was at a party that had something to do with sharks.

     

    Then my mother showed up and I was so angry that she was there that I grabbed my shoes and I was leaving, then she and my stepdad said they were giving me a ride so I went with them.

    They had a little dog and they were driving a pick-up truck but they put the dog in the back and instead of the back having normal sides like a pick-up truck it only had bars and they were spaced far apart. I said, we can't leave the dog back there, what if he slides through the bars? And they said he'd be fine. Then I realized he also was tied with a leash to the truck, so potentially it could be even worse than I'd originally imagined, and I kept flipping out saying we had to put the dog in the cab of the truck but they wouldn't listen to me.

     

     

    In another dream I was talking to Charley and I don't know if we were together or not but I was certainly acting like we were, because I was asking him to let me look through his phone, and he didn't want to let me.

    And I was like "If you have nothing to hide it should be fine for me to look through your phone." and he still wouldn't let me.

     

     

    Those dreams annoyed me.