Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April Fools Dream

I dreamt that I overslept (at home) and woke up at 10:50 and rushed to make an 11:00 French class. I got into my car but forgot how to get to school and ended up driving along a bike path through a park. I eventually managed to get there but when I did I found out it was really 5:00 so I had really missed it. I went home to find my parents preparing for some sort of party at an alternate site. This Asian couple showed up and were all huggy and said how excited they were to adopt me and put me in their movies. Then someone who was there asked them where they made their films and they said "Indonesia, not China" and that seemed to relieve the person who was asking. When they finally left, I ran (in wedges and a dress! I guess I was already dressed for the party) all the way to where my parents where to ask them if they were going to adopt me out to this family and they both said of course not so I was happy. I even remember telling my mom, while smiling at one of the DAK internationals (I think Andria), that even though I liked them (the DAK internationals) I wasn't so sure about Indonesia in general. Then my mom did ask me to pick up some buns on my way home, because we had a bunch of relatives staying there. I got there and my dad tried to compress all of our cars together to fit in the garage. Like in Harry Potter with the Knight Bus goes between those two other buses. His attempts and the subsequent scratches were making me pretty mad.

Friday, February 27, 2009

This dream would be better set to music


The only part of the dream I remember was argueing with my Dad about the, wow this is hard to explain, we were looking at all the different types of recordings of Les Miz, and I was trying to clear up their chronology? We have the DVD of a 10th anniversary special, which combined the best of the original Broadway and London cast aka the "Dream Cast". When I was growing up we listened to a cassette recording of the main songs of this performance. The CD we now have is a more recent recording (albeit still 10 years old I think) that is made up of contemporary cast members from all over the world. I dunno what you call that kind of clarification. But my Dad wasn't interested and he was making me mad by not listening to me.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

The American Dream


Dan Quayle Day
12/19/07
My mom had apparently had a baby, but a while ago ‘cause we had a 10 month old toddling around the house. Stephanie also had extra siblings, including twins which were slightly older than my new baby brother. Stephanie brought them over and the twins (named Larry and Lilly I think) brought a present for my sibling. That was pretty much unrelated to what happened next. Well, slightly. Since we had guests, I went downstairs to fix some food. So then I realized my brothers (real ones) and my dad were at home. Then, Dan Quayle, who is also in my house, informs me that it’s Dan Quayle day, a new national holiday. I wasn’t actually that surprised to find Dan Quayle in my kitchen, more annoyed. So when he was out of earshot, my Dad and I made fun of how dumb he is. I think sometimes he heard us, but was kind of like “Oh yeah! That was silly!” and didn’t really get it. That was really about it, I think I was trying to figure out how to get rid of Dan Quayle but with little success.

Dreams Do Come True

Relient K dream numero uno

Sometime after November 20, 2005
I only know the date because, despite my best efforts, I never had a relient k dream until after I saw them live for the first time. In what I believe is the first in a series of relient k dreams, Julia, Katie and I were frolicking in a field with sheep. It was something like Chaffee park, part county fair. There were lots of kiddie rides and open spaces to in which to play. We got to the train and they got on but I wasn’t allowed because I was too old and it had taken off with them before they could get off (I say this only to stress that they didn’t ditch me. I would have been dream-pissed.) so I’m getting worried about how I will meet up with them again when Teri Hatcher shows up and promises to guide me through a series of tunnels which will eventually lead me to where the train ride ends, which is at a house where a pretty typical college-type party is going on. Not totally wild (not that I had or have any experience) but lots of red cups and people lounging about, ambient noise. I wander around the house a bit to find who, but all five relient k guys squeezed on a couch. In my dream, I felt like we were engaging in conversation and having a good old time but I seem to remember them more comatose. I think it was because, except for Hoopes, I really didn’t have distinguished personalities for any of them. I don’t think Matt Thiessen was there actually. If so, I didn’t notice him. Hoopes was prevalent.


Another relient k dream
Later, probably mid 2007
In this one, I am attending a relient k concert with my Dad. I’m aware of Julia and Katie and other friends being there but for some reason I am not with them. It is at a giant church, similar to the one I went to in Texas, mainly in that it had a balcony. I also believe it was geared towards children. The gist of the dream is that I missed most of the concert (opening acts and probably main event as well) because I was so obsessed with getting back stage and meeting the band. I should add that I was unsuccessful.


Yet Another
Closer to November, 2007
This dream occurred as I was getting really excited for the Nov. 2007 shows (little did I know then!) I was at a much harder concert than in the previous dream (not that these were consecutive. This journal is only loosely chronological, as best I can remember.) because I remember there being lots of sweaty people on the floor (I was at the back, not being squished) and it was dark, with a light show. Cindy was there, and so I assume her kids Matt and Cassidy. During a break, they tossed out t-shirts which apparently had the bonus of being a backstage pass. Cindy caught one but wouldn’t let me have it because she wanted to give it to her kids. Awake, I fully realize the legitimacy of this. During the dream however, I was kind of disappointed seeing as how I was right there and the kids were goodness only knows where. My waking relationship with Cindy has not been compromised. (Thanks to Katie for these actual photos of an actual concert that I was actually at. Actually!)