Mah Journal

I was apparently going to my sister's party. Me and my mother met up with her in a random mall. It had a bright atmosphere, and the walls and floors had sandy colored tiles. The ceiling was fairly low; it was actually kind of like a fancy subway station.

We went to the bathroom to prepare. I had been wearing the weirdest shit ever. I had on some France dress - it was close cut, knee length. The top was some sort of like shirt with France and other touristy shit on it. The skirt, which started high in the waist (exactly the type of dress I hate), was a deep blue and covered with sparkled and sequins (exactly the opposite of what I would wear). I remember standing on the toilet to see myself in the high mirror. I think I was also wearing some metallic purple skirt over and also a blue sequin jacket, but I took them off (though, in all their atrocity, they would have probably been better than my France dress >.> ).

We ended up going to some random dress and lingerie store in this mall. I went in and was trying on a bunch of random clothes. I remember taking off the blue sequin jacket. This creepy employee, some blonde guy in maybe his 20s or 30s, kept staring at me when I changed (which, of course, I decided to do in the middle of the store -.- ). I kept trying to cover up but it wasn't working.

While I was changing they kept stealing my clothes. In the end I was desperately trying to find some clothes to buy so I had something to wear. I saw some dress that was like $50, but it was still too expensive, and was pretty ugly. Then I asked a clerk, and she gave me a leather corset with a blue skirt. It was beautiful, but it was $197 when I looked at the price tag. I definitely didn't have that kind of money.

I ended up in another store. This one was completely a lingerie store. There were dozens of latex corsets in every pastel color imaginable hanging around. My mom was saying that if I ever wanted one, this would be the place to come. However, being in pastel colors, I thought they were all ugly.

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I was at my old school. There was apparently a wedding going on, so we couldn't go to the North entrance. Me and AD had wanted to go through. For some reason our bags were at the East entrance. As we went towards the office, we saw the couple in the school getting married. The group of people was slowly moving outside to the North entrance. Me and AD went out the West side, and detoured around to get our bags. We then walked along. We were talking about my friend AR and how fucked up things were for her. I was also explaining something about sex and drugs.

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I was again at another mall. This time I was just with my mother. It seemed kind of like the glass mall downtown. We were in a dress and textile shop. I tried on a green sari. It looked nice, but I didn't want it because it was kind of weird for me to dress in Indian clothes when I wasn't Indian.

Then I was randomly sitting on a chair, and I was soaking wet. I stripped a bunch of my clothes in hopes that they could dry. I think I was wearing my purple tank top. I laid my socks and shorts and other articles on a table and just sat there and went to sleep. I think my mother wanted to leave now, but the dream ended before anything was done.

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I was wearing a bunch of lingerie, I think knee-high panty hose and a red corset. Also had a skirt or something on with garters. Was on the stairs of some random house.