From lj:
I was in bed and woke up, and I went into another room and opened the door to what looked like a walk in closet. And inside were sextuplets sleeping on a Japanese futon on the floor. I kept walking through the halls and a few friends and I went to the pool, the sun had already set and it was evening. So I turn around and there’s this guy who is gorgeous it’s really funny. And we’ve never spoken to each other before but he called my name and I turned around and we were acting like lovers. He was tall and had black hair (like European descent – ish, lol). Him and a friend of his had to go get something so they got out of the pool and a minute later I decided to follow. I noticed after I got out, the water was gone, and then a guy went up to the gate and pressed a button and the pool started to fill up with water starting from the deep end. And once it was full there was some dirt at the bottom. So I walked and was right outside Kim’s door, and I walked a little more and was at the club house in our complex (but in real life the club house is in the opposite direction), and there was a meeting but I’m not sure what the significance of there was in it. And I sat there messing with a radio switching it from 104.7 to 103.9. He comes back and is all smiling and looking pretty (lol :p) and then there was a pause in my dream.
What I remember next is my dad’s friend and his son Steve coming over. In real life today he’s what… he’s going to be 21 in June. lol it’s weird because when I do see him, it’s like the last time I saw him, but a little later I see the Steve from 5 years ago before he went to Korea to live with him mom for a year, and now in this time he has common sense and attended to MCC. The timings going back and forth, weird. At first it was like in the future 2 – 4 years, form now at the pool in the evening, I’m like 20 and then I’m back at 15 and I see Steve how he is now and a little later I see him when he was 15. No logic.
Usually when someone can give this much detail on a dream I won’t take them seriously and say they’re making it up. But I’m guessing I can remember so much of it because I write it down when I wake up. It’s interesting and I wish the European ish guy with the pretty hair was real but that’s silly. I’ve been curious how Steve has been the last couple days so that might be a contributing factor. Ok I’m done trying to analyse this dream I’ll never find logic within it. lol
Super Bowl Sunday… played foosball with people, made a lot of friends, met a nice guy named Josh, and the funny thing is he’s a cheif Msgt. at Gilbert high’s AFJROTC, and his friend, Dan, is a 2nd Lt, and there were two other guys I met who attend the Air Force Academy. But I got to talk to Josh for a while and he was really nice and wants to play baseball professionally, but if not he’s going into ROTC in college to do something that involves planes. And that was my weekend.
Random note: One year after this dream was my first semester at MCC, I did run into Steve, and he did end up hitting on me. It was weird and sad.