i had scribbled it down in a random notepad and forgotten about it, but now found it is here for your enjoyment.
keyye dreams:
tall and dark-haired jenni and i were on the second floor of a building, leaning and looking precariously over rails, and randomly ran into my friend cori and started talking.
eventually we find ourselves outside tree-dodging!
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later, i find myself avoiding shadowy figures while running around campus from the commons parking lot to the quad. we noticed the cement patterns and 2 lines people ready to play football. they are all in a pouncing stance.
i join the right side facing some jock-boys. they were bigger than me, but i felt i could handle them.
a preppy bitch of a girl tells her friend in a loud voice that she's going to switch herself to line up with some guys she likes. she ends off cutting me off the end of the line and pushes me out of the way.
i get very angry, but i'd rather still play so i don't make a scene and instead move to the other end of the line. i then find jenni, my roommate eva, and pete, a seattle-worshipper, all lined up to battle against these huge chunky football guys.
there must have been a break for a few because eva hands me a chocolate donut for a bite. i start chewing but i can';t shallow and it becomes a big problem. i'm not choking, but its uncomfortable.
eva leads me over to the middle of the line-up on the left side. at a wooden desk sits a chubby guy with a microphone. on the desk is a majon jar filled with pink lemonade, and like tea, it made everything better!
ANALYSIS:
i guess i really wanted to run around and play, judging by the amount of it was in my dream. i still, and will always, do.
tree-climbing (or dodging, too) is fun, and jenni is also a lover of trees, so it makes sense she'd be running around with me doing so.
i forget why talking to cori was of importance, but it was when i could remember some of the words, or at least the topics.
i remember there being some unease when i crossed the campus to the quad, and i had some worry and fear. i felt followed. it wasn't night in the dream, but it was dark, cloudy, and gloomy. and it invokes the same feeling.
but that doesn't completely surprise me with where i live and such. its a small town, and its relatively safe, but i don't ever feel completely safe at night if i walk alone. crimes do happen here too.
my campus was all real to life, from the cement patterns to guys playing football. it was weird-type of football in my dream though. it was formed as 2 lines against each other, but they never actually rushed each other. it was like play was just suspended and some didn't know they could relax yet.
there are many rude, inconsiderate, and bitchy people here at my school, and i guess the preppy bitch just embodies all their aspects. the callousness, the manipulation, the blatent disregard for others, and so on. i'm very angry about it, but i can't do anything to change or affect these people. i want to say or do something about it, but i also want my stay here at this college to be pleasant and relatively easy, classes and life are tough enough as it is.
the chunky guys are the opposition, the competition. some are bad, some aren't. the bitch on my side proves the same thing goes for who you are trying to work with too.
i guess my "impotence", or my ineffectuality, was also evident in my inability to eat after being so angry. i was better being with friends and people i knew, but with help and a show of caring really helped to make me better.
the wooden desk reminds me of ones from school, but the mason jar is mine. in fact i'm drinking out of it right now. (oh, mountain dew!)
the pink lemonade was a drink we often made around here, but tea is an inside joke between e, jenni, and i (me just b/c i'm e's roomie). T makes everything better.
