Dream

The big part of my dream was sitting outside at my old school.  There was one point I was walking a distance back round to the bathroom, and I noticed the cars at first were mean but then didn't keep it up and in a way I felt strong.

I was in like a blow up bed under the covers and imagined my choir director was hugging me.  The difference between my dad's and mom's ages is just a little younger than her and my aunt, who is a little older but not much.  However, my dad is older.  Anyway, I felt totally cared for, not like weird, though I also like Ellen DeGeneres.  I'm not sure what's going on... but I thought of something else...

It's interesting that happened.  I noticed I'm wearing shorts and think my hips are wider unless it's also fat, wonder if that's why my butt feels stimulated.

I ran into the music teacher's daughter in the bathroom.

Also, my old boyfriend lay on me, and the girl with the white hair noticed.  I had this friend in the place I lived before that.  The old school was the one in the nation's oldest city, in Northeastern Florida.  I was talking to the music teacher's daughter, about like I know in the end like well to someone new, an adult, about how there were lots of stalls.  She was caring for me and my needs, seemed like an olde adult, someone I supposedly knew.

So, yes, I was feeling a lot with this person.  It reminded me a little of my old choir director but also how Ellen DeGeneres has been acting.  Also, my dad had brought reminiscence.

Other things...?  I ran into my old friend.  We were outside awhile.  I forget what else I was gonna say.

So yea, this person had longer legs and bigger arms and a big torso.  I'm not sure who it really was.  It was sorta long winded.  I liked wrapping my arms around this person from the side.  It's something I've been dreaming and maybe thinking about as a concept.

I know I was bouncing to the theater.  Also, my dad was somewhere after at like a money game machine or something like that getting money out and he was like thinking, oh my, "This isn't this."  Like, I shouldn't have been in front of said person stimulated, but that I Was cuddling her was unheard of for me.  I give my parents quick, brash hugs, but I used to not for some reason.  I don't know why I never cuddled, but I don't know why I even can.  You'd think it'd be shitty after awhile, but I guess I'm not that dilapidated, all growing up, pretty much the whole bulk after I did gymnastics, and I'm really careful yet attuned, so keen, like a dolphin's ear.  It's so like specific and like hard, though, like strong, I don't mean like Tim Burton touchy feely feeling of aura around him.  You know, like feeling little pieces of metal sand.  Sometimes.  It's not always exactly like that to light.

Dream

The most important part of my dream was at the end.  I was sitting in the audience in some cheap, nice chairs.  I was sitting next to Orla Fallon.  We saw a redhead who looked kinda like me and noticed that the brunettes had darker skin.  She crossed her leg over in front of my legs to protect me, and it felt good..  I don't remember how, but I went over and cuddld her and gave her a hug.  The seats were separated.  She put her arm around me, though it was discreet.  Actually, I was hugging her for a long time, and it felt good..  She was a lot bigger than me and pregnant, and she is.  I put my leg around her.  It wasn't anything weird.  I was just hugging her!  I don't know why her.  So, I did that for a long time.  I felt good when I woke up.  So, anyway, she had me lie in front of her, which is not something I would do in a more random, casual way, with anyone...  I had kept being happy sorta feeling for her baby but not groping.  Anyway, when I had the feeling I was lying on top of a person with a big belly ... but it didn't feel like her.  It wasn't very stimulated nor anything.

I had said I wanted to go to choir so I could give my director a hug.  I didn't need to give her a hug long.

I was watching a Peanuts play.  I knew a Christmas song a the beginning.  I was at my old school, and there was a girl there with white hair from L.A.

So, also, the person I was hugging had like a big square of number and terms and a machine around her neck keeping track of what was going on.

I was in a bathroom earlier.  I didn't realize there were many stalls to wash and don't know why there was one stall of a shower to rinse off after.

Dream

My mom made me think I have to remember about considering modeling, like classes a few times a week.

Dream

The most prominent part was at the end sitting in a classroom at the end of the hallway.  At the end, I was hanging off the rail or maybe on a ramp.  It was a gathering about band.  I think it was 5.  My mom and grandma were there with my little brother.  I said you didn't call me.  I was allowed to leave.  The girl in charge, who was tall, not thin, and had long, dark, slightly wavy, more slick hair said I could go.  The next meeting was 7-9 on Saturday.  Band would be 1-4 Monday-Thursday.  After I decided, she said who wants to do flute or oboe?  I said I just thought of the same thing and told her how I couldn't play oboe.

Before, I was in the classroom of a junior high English teacher.  I left.  There was a girl who did gymnastics then cheerleading and eventually quit gymnastics who took a Coke whe I was trying to get water.  There were 3 big buttons.  I saw her again later.  I told someone I was the top gymnast, at 8, but I wasn't on a team.  I was thinking of engulfing my English assignment.

Dream

It was weird.  There were all these teachers, and Ellen DeGeneres was there.  I kept going to a puplic viewing room to screen a 1|2 hour movie.  In the end, I went back, and it was really funny, for some reason, how I acted.  People were coming in.  I was walking, lively and briskly around the store like my old self in some form.  Ellen was there, and she was kinda noticing me.  I was so elated.  I said, "I have 2 frends who are pretty good at jokes..." (as in like almost practical jokes but not sick..) "but they're not my friends anymore."  I don't remember quite what these jokes were, but maybe I will.  I just realized how expressive they were, like her.  I'm not like them in that way.  So, I ran into a girl who was pretty fat and taller than me and ... oh.  I met my music teacher and choir director from when I was a kid, and she was like kinda old looking but in like a smart way.  She gave me a hug.  I don't remember what I said.  She put her hand on my butt, and it affected me, quite a bit.  Then, her sister, my old piano teacher, also gave me a hug.  She presented herself as interesting, but her hug was not as stimulating.  She had strings of skin sticking out like me.  They went in, and people in the office are a were excited.  Then, someone else may have come and I noticed.  There was someone who wasn't someone..  Then, it was mentioned who that person was, and this tall fat girl who came in was saying, "It's it," when she realized this person was pretty fat and big.  I meandered home and it wasn't so safe and I ran into some kids going trick-or-treating, the day after Halloween.  I was wearing a pumpkin costume.  They noticed me.  Once, there were like 6 of them in pairs, and they said there's 5 of us.  It was bleak and forboding.  My dad finally showed up and asked me something like about what I did at this time  When I went in to see the different movies at different nights.  There were staff there.  I went to see them at like 1|2 hour to 12.  There were young adults there, sitting, kinda relaxed, like a guy with coco skin..  My favorite part was when I went in this store with an office with Ellen DeGeneres.  I was there quite awhile.  I think I was imagining putting my arm around her like I hugged my music teachers.  Well, I was upset when like they stopped hugging me but in a way not.  I think we talked about meeing someone from another area, the 1st one.  I haven't seem them since I was in junior high.  The store was so bright, and I was so alive and dynamic, a way I could kinda remember, like when I lived in the area she's from.  I just kept bubbling around the store.  It was so bright.  There was something special about the last movie, too.  I guess the store scene became like you know a bit surreal.  It was a little like when I lived in the nation's oldest city in Florida, Northeastern Florida.  It was supposed to be impressive, my friends, who I had seen in the dream before.  So, each played different things, which I think were represented by the word "jokes."