June 29, 2010 - Part Two
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, 06-30-2010 at 06:08 PM (464 Views)
Slept between 11:30pm-10:00am
7:00a-10:00a
Hanging with friends
Originally, it starts out with me heading downtown, with Julia appearing almost immediately into the beginning of the dream. I'm happy to be hanging out with my best friend againBut our method of transportation is quite slow. We're on this long, flat metal car-bed. Not like a truck bed, just literally this long, flat platform we could hop onto. And it's moving very slowly.
But whatever, Julia and I are chatting. Then, we're joined by Tamika. I'm really happy to see her. Then, Lily and Elise show up. As we're riding along the road on this platform, I happily think about how awesome my friends are and how nice it is to see them.
We ride into the middle of this party. Most of the people were about 18-21 years old and very drunk, rowdy and obnoxious. This heavily make-upped chick jumps onto our car and tries to kiss me. I push her away and say, "Dude, I'm not like that."
She says something about how everyone will think I'm frigid, but to be honest, I don't really care.
At a mall
Mum, Jack and I enter a mall. At the front doors, I see Eric. I wanted to avoid the awkward, "Hi, remember me? Alright so... see ya!" conversation, so I pretended not to see him, by turning to mum and enthusiastically describing something. We stopped right beside Eric and his family. I can't pretend now, that would be completely wrong of me, so I turn and say, "Hey, Eric!!"
He's all, "Hey..." and looks kind of uncomfortable to see me there. Maybe because he's with his mum, I dunno (so am I though, so what's the deal?). He doesn't seem to want to chat, so we move on.
I realized, as we were standing next to Eric, that I'm suddenly taller than him. How...? I realize I'm wearing platform boots. I'm REALLLLY uncomfortable in these boots, because I am not the world's most coordinated person (this is true). I was afraid I was going to trip and fall.
Mum gets me to the food court to sit down and she says she'll get me another pair of normal shoes. I'm sort of against just sitting there, I'll be fine to come with, but nope, my boots are already off and I'm in sock-feet. For some reason, other people in the food court try to help by lending me their shoes (?).
Trying to get home
I'm outside somewhere, and I'm trying to catch transit to get home. I'm not entirely sure why this was causing me trouble, but there you go. Jack finds me and we walked towards the bus we need.