* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

The Perfect Girl

7:00 AM: I was with some guys in my old, yellow Lincoln. I don't know where we were going, but we saw some people in another car. I saw a gorgeous girl in the car and everyone knew I liked her.

They were telling me I should talk to her, but I'm shy and afraid of rejection, so I told them that I couldn't. Eventually, we saw those people pull off into a parking lot and get out. They were going to a club. The girl took of a layer of clothes and now she was in a black bikini. Her curves were incredible.

I was thinking about her for the rest of my dream. I dropped my friends off at another party. I hung around for a while outside of where I dropped off my friends.

Dream skip

There is a segment where I'm walking around. There is some kind of plug like a cigarette lighter that plugs in outside as though it were a DC plug. I saw someone else take one to keep and I wanted one too, but I was having a hard time getting it without being caught.

I ended up at another building where I had some stress about finding some place, hanging out with my car, switching my car for another one...just a bunch of weird, random shit. Finally, here comes the party of people with that hot girl.

I kind of ignore her because somehow I knew I couldn't have her. We were sitting outside in like a covered garage. Everyone except the girl I liked left, and we were left to our own devices. I showed her that I had picked up her pants when she took them off and threw them in the parking lot, and now I was wearing them. They had a suede leather belt like one I used to have. She couldn't believe I was wearing them.

She started singing and doing her thing. I was trying to hear the song that was playing on her boom box. The band was Excel or Excelsior or something (a made up band), but I started listening more closely and I heard "Institutionalized" playing. I got really excited and talked to the girl. I said, "The Suicidal Tendencies? I used to listen to this in my room and stage dive on my sofa!"

Then we started thrashing and looking for a place to stage dive. We found a grave yard and we thought about stage diving onto a grave, but decided against it. We never actually found a place, but we got together and started walking back to our chairs. We were getting along great!

I really liked this girl. She was taking off her shoes, and I knew something was going to happen. I told her that I had no problem being with her and that I wasn't afraid, but I couldn't kiss her because of some issue, and that was the end of that.
I was very upset.

The End