Somehow I had pretty good recall for being sick. My nose will never be the same again. ;_;
<P align=center><STRONG><FONT size=4>January 15, 2009</FONT></STRONG>
</P><DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG>Raspberry M&M's</STRONG></DIV>
I was at the <STRONG>store</STRONG> that <STRONG>Grandma</STRONG> and <STRONG>Aunt Sara</STRONG> owned or worked at. I saw a box of Butterfingers and asked if I could have one. <STRONG>Sara</STRONG> said yes. I was looking at the M&M's and saw plain, but in RL I already had a bag of plain, so suddenly I saw and picked up a bag of Raspberry M&M's.
Then I realized that I really should pay for them. I looked in my billfold, but there was no money. I left everything in the <STRONG>store</STRONG> and headed off on a slightly tall bike to go home and get a couple bills. <STRONG>Grandma</STRONG> had tried calling mom for me to see if she'd bring some, but I told her she was sleeping. Before I left, <STRONG>Grandma</STRONG> asked me if it'd be okay with that bike, and I said I was used to it (because in RL I have a bike I had to get used to in the past that was like that). The breaks were hard to use.
I also remember a bit of a different scene - as I was leaving, I was headed away from <STRONG>Grandma's house</STRONG>, and there was the silhouette of a big <STRONG>dog</STRONG> ahead. It ran off into the brush to the left, and I safely headed off.
I thought I could find my way home because I'd done it once before, but now it was nighttime and I was getting confused. There was another person on a motorbike that was a policeman. I was worried he'd stop me, but he didn't. I actually kind of ran into him a bit at first and greeted him, but he didn't reply.
So then I happened to see a group of bikers head going the opposite way through a tunnel, and the last one was <STRONG>Rachel</STRONG>. I call out to her loudly and she stops, sees me. We headed home together.
<STRONG>Note:</STRONG> The Raspberry M&M's were totally the highlight of this dream. *_*
<DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG>'Get Well' Cloth</STRONG></DIV>
In <STRONG>class</STRONG>: Some famous singers were leaving the <STRONG>classroom</STRONG>, shaking kid's hands as they went. I just walked by them. After they left, a few of use were gathering necklaces(?). Someone got impatient and said they weren't all there, and I got annoyed and told them that <STRONG>Leigh</STRONG> was fixing one (she was off to the left).
<STRONG>School</STRONG> was out, and I was walking down the hall. <STRONG>Kayla</STRONG> stopped and asked me to do something for her. She held out a piece of cloth to me (was it blue?) and said to give it to this boy who'd been in an accident or went through surgery or something. She said it was infused with 'get well feelings' or something like that. So I found him close to the doors, and he was like an <STRONG>anime</STRONG> character. He was wearing a basketball outfit and had light reddish/orange, spiked up. Next thing, I'm explaining it to him and he's got two people beside him to the left - <STRONG>Kayla</STRONG> and another guy with black hair. <STRONG>Kayla</STRONG> just looks ahead with a slight smile (she was wearing it before, too) as I talk.
I was really happy, smiling as I continued on after that.
As I get to the doors, I see <STRONG>Beth</STRONG>. I say hi to her, but she ignores and seems upset as she talks to <STRONG>Stacie</STRONG>(?). I think someone was talking about her and that's what upset her.
As I'm going down the steps, <STRONG>Mrs. Story</STRONG> is going up them and she waves at me. I wave back and wonder what she thinks of my black hair (I had shorter brown hair back then). I felt that she hadn't been there in a while, or I hadn't seen her in a while.
Once outside, I noticed that some of the buses aren't there yet, including mine. Somehow, I know that <STRONG>Rachel</STRONG> got on the wrong bus. I get on to tell her, but the bus takes off. Our usual bus driver, <STRONG>Bart</STRONG>, is the driver of this bus and <STRONG>Rachel</STRONG> asks him what area he's covering. He tells her, and she realizes her mistake. We ponder what to do, and since we both have our cellphones, we figure we'll have <STRONG>Bart</STRONG> drop us off somewhere and call mom to come get us.
<STRONG>Note:</STRONG> I kept waking up and going back to sleep, so pieces of these were separate dreams, but continuations.
<DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG>Cosplay</STRONG></DIV>
I'm sitting on the couch with someone, I leaned against them at one point and they told me to get up for now. I laid down sideways on the couch, and someone took my picture. My black hair hung off the couch, and I think I questioned why I had black hair if I was cosplaying. I think we were doing some kind of photography thing. Maybe even cosplay - <STRONG>Axel x Roxas</STRONG>?
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