stolen purse

I'm at the UCI gym wanting to go for a run on the track but there are about 40-50 people on the track looking down at the basketball courts because there's some sort of tournament going on.

I see some of my high school friends playing basketball, Joey and Randy, I wonder what they're doing there.

I walk up these stairs to get on the track and as I'm about to start my jog after the crowd of people, people start to spread out. The tournament has apparently ended. I'm walking with the crowd towards a hallway to go outside when I notice out of the corner of eye, a man holding a purse that looks exactly like mine. At first, I think nothing of it but I realize that I have never seen anyone with a purse that looked like mine. I stare at the purse and while he's holding it, it's kind of open so I peek in and I see my insurance paperwork and my wallet. It IS my purse.

I go up to him, "Um.. excuse me, can I see that?" as I grab my purse back. He willingly gives it back to me. This man is a mid-30 year old White man, tall, greyish hair. He tells me, "I didn't want to, he made me. It's my first time doing this." I check my wallet, some money is still left and my credit card and debit card is still there. I patiently ask him, pretending to befriend him, "Ok.. that's fine. Are you just holding it for him? Did he pay you to just hold on to it? What did the guy look like? You can tell me.. I won't press charges. Was he young? Was he old?"

And then... I wake up.

butterfly and flower tattoos

I'm talking to my best friend Catherine and she's showing me her new tattoos. It's covering her left shoulder and part of her arm. She looks super bad ass.

But as I look closer, the beautiful bright colors are what I realize butterflies and flowers.

All I can think to say to her is, "Really?? Butterflies and flowers?!" and she just smiles at me. I look even closer and the petals on the flowers are 3-D. Not 3-D looking but actually popping out and bumpy 3-D status. It's so weird but I can touch them. It's apparently the cool thing to do with tattoos and costs a lot of money.

And then... I wake up.

wrong class

It's Week 9 and finals week is coming up.

I have Professor Bickford and right after, she teaches another class. I got confused and kept sitting in the same class and had her twice. I then realize that I've been in the wrong class since Week 2. I begin to freak out because that means I've been missing the other class since then. I quickly walk out of Professor Bickford's class and go next door to the correct class. She's passing back quizzes and papers, of which I had not taken because I was in the wrong class.

I panic and wonder how the heck I'm going to be able to read 6 weeks worth of readings and make up all my papers and quizzes in one week before finals week.

And then... I wake up.

2 best friend twins?

I wake up in my room [but I'm still dreaming.. totally Inception status] because someone stepped on my air mattress. Laying next to me is my best friend's boyfriend, Daniel, but because I'm still dazed from just having woken up, I think it's my boyfriend Alex, since he flew to Ohio today [which is actually true]. So I'm wondering how Daniel/Alex got to my room and I ask him, "What? How did you get here? You were supposed to call me so I could pick you up?!" And he answers, "I just wanted you to sleep so I took a cab over here".. Now, during this time I can see it's Daniel's face but I still think it's Alex. And then Daniel is about to give me a hug and that's when I realize, "Uhhh.. what the hell? You're not Alex!"

So I stand upright and I can tell he's holding his laugh in. He says, "Don't worry, Catherine doesn't mind.." And I get out of my bed freaking out, when I see Catherine heading to my bathroom. They were pulling a prank on me. So I'm knocking on the bathroom door telling Catherine to come out but she won't. I open my door and go outside into the hallway, thinking "Is this a dream?" So I jump up and down trying to wake myself up if it is a dream.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Catherine.. I'm so confused. "Wait, didn't you just go to the bathroom? How did you get out here?" So I take Catherine by the hair [haha, sorry baby], and I open my bathroom door... Lo and behold.. TWO Catherines! That's when I remember that Catherine had told me before that one of her friends got surgery to look like her so they can look like twins [freaking weirdos]. At first, I can't tell them apart but within 5 minutes, the Catherine who went to the bathroom looks different and I know that MY Catherine is the one I have by the hair.

And then... I wake up.

rehab

I'm walking with my parents towards a huge building. I'm apparently checking in to this rehab center because I'm an alcoholic. My parents are really supportive and walk with me [weird]. Apparently, this other girl and I are the "new incoming members" so we walk into this gym-like building and there are posters and balloons welcoming us [weirder]. We both sit down with our family members and while this man was making a speech introducing us to the program, all I could think of was, "I don't have a problem! I'm not an alcoholic.. wait, or am I? Why then am I here?"

Then out of nowhere, the man announces something and 20-30 people come through the doors. These people were that girl's friends, family, neighbor, etc.. and they were showing their support by being there. I thought to myself.. "Ho.ly....crap. My friends are coming through the door next, aren't they?" And yes, they did. Although the only faces I could recognize were my friends Christy and Naz. Christy was super loud, yelling "Yeahhh Lydie!" I couldn't believe it, I was so embarrassed and ashamed that now all these people knew I was in rehab. The "orientation" is over and I walk my parents out to their car to say goodbye. I feel like crying cause I don't know how long I'll be staying here.

And then... I'm in another dream.

cookies

I'm indoors somewhere running around trying to finish errands and chores. Then, a friend comes up to me with a tray of oven baked cookies and asks me if I want one. Um.. duhr, I say, yes. But unfortunately, my hands are full so I can't grab one at that moment. BUT.. I know that if I don't grab one now they'll all be gone.

So I'm debating what to do as a hoard of people are already begin to swarm her. So she only has one left, which is hers and I'm just standing there watching her eat it. She asks me if I want a bite and since my hands were still full, she brings the giant cookie to my mouth so I can take a bite.

It was the most delicious cookie I've ever tasted. It was warm and chocolate chip, BUT.. it had peanut butter filling. I don't even know how or why.. but I just know it tasted so good.

And then... I wake up.

pimple

I'm in a family clinic waiting room or something along those lines. I realize I have a huge pimple on my forehead so I look for the restrooms to go and pop it. A man walks out of the restrooms and I automatically start to go in, then I stop myself, and I look at the door to see if that bathroom is for male or females. The sign is not a symbol of a male or female, it's that of a family. So I think, "Neat, restrooms for family, I can go in there too.."

As I'm walking in, a little girl is following me into the restroom when her mom grabs her and tells her to leave me alone and let me go to the restroom. The bathroom is gorgeous with a bunch of cosmetic products out for everyone to use. I look in the mirror and the pimple is kind of huge so I squeeze it and pop it. [Not gonna lie, this is about to get gross..]. A bunch of pus comes out and it doesn't stop. Every time I squeeze it, more comes out. So I wipe it and leave the restroom.

I'm now outside on the patio at a concert, still covering up my pimple that won't stop squeezing out pus, and my mom is there with me. I can see each person's faces in the audience even though they are really far from me. I recognize a couple of faces. We're waiting for the band to come out so meanwhile, everyone is swaying their bodies back and forth so that overall, it looks kind of cool. But the whole time I do this, I'm scared that the railing we're leaning on will fall over.

And then... I wake up.

Conan O'Brien

I was in a huge lecture hall, probably over 1000 people, with the seats slanted downwards so that students at the top could look down on the professor. However, this was some sort of award show or something. I'm sitting with my friends and Alex [who's my boyfriend in real life but wasn't in my dream]. Then, I get up to go meet my boyfriend, Conan O'Brien, and bring him inside to sit with us. Everyone stares at us as we're holding hands to get to our seat. Apparently, this is our first appearance as a couple so we're making quite a scene. We sit down together and we're joking around about something.

And then... I wake up.

drug dealers

I'm walking to enter my school's student center [though it looks more like a mall]. As I'm about to enter through these huge glass doors, I look up and I see writing all over the glass windows of this student center. The writing was apparently a warning from Drug Dealer #1 (DD1) that he would find Drug Dealer #2 (DD2) and kill him because DD2 owed DD1 a crapload of money [did that make sense? haha].

So I enter the place and this drug dealer follows me into the building. He's trying to get my attention by calling me but I ignore him. He then walks next to me and starts talking to me, I tell him I don't know what he's talking about and keep walking towards a set of different leveled escalators.

I just want to get away from this drug dealer because I have a feeling he's DD2 and I don't want to be around when DD1 shoots him. So I'm about to get on the escalator when this drug dealer grabs my shirt. I turn around and yell, "Get the F*** off of me!!" and I go down the escalators. I then realize that I went to the wrong floor because this is where the movie theater is located but that's not where I'm meeting someone.

I try to get back upstairs but the escalators are all going the wrong way so I don't know which one to get on.

And then... I wake up.