Dream

Also, There were 2 little images of Ellen, like ads, running across the top and doing something special.  In the 2nd, I think she came on squatting.

Then, I came to the main page, and I watched her and it felt like she was saluting or greeting me.  It's a fuzzy memory.

Dreams

Since hitting my head, my dreams are much less vivid and harder to remember.  Also, a lot of air entered my throat and made my singing fuzzier.

Dream

So, I was with some people.  The big tall guy put his arm around me.  First I think I hugged the big, tall Spanish lady.  I got money to get snacks from a machine I was family with.  There were 2 places of machines.  So, the lady said I learned something bad from the man, or that the adopted kids of the family did, to put their arm around her.  There were like 3 or 4 adopted kids in the family lyint around.  Also, set up, was like an alarm in my house and it was July 4th, and there was a steeple on the top and there was a little cute jingle for about 3 seconds and a festival of lights played.  My friend had the same alarm, but I didn't post it on the internet in e-mail because no longer was I safe.  I think before I was holding the hand of the tall, Spanish lady.  Some other things happened.  The world was going through what made sense and what didn't and were sorry for me.  There were some more well-to-do kids playing on a floor of lights but not very fancy lights.  I passed by.

Sweet Dream

So, no, it wasn't about my dad and mom.

Anyway, I was locked in this school that was kinda like a mall.  There were all these people there, with me...  You get the picture.

Something made my head warble, like go back and forth.  So, then, there was this person there who looked kinda big set who was inspired by Ellen DeGeneres just because.  So, this "person" really who may have been made up picked up me and for some reason was rubbing my back under my bust.  Then sorta my head and my butt, kinda stimulating me like at my crotch or from my butt.  I sorta imagined this for awhile.

The dream was rather interesting, otherwise, and rather satisfying, but it was interesting to imagine something of that nature.

So, I was at a school and I was going into class.  I don't remember, now!  That was before.

I just sprayed my pillow with Febreze.

Dream

I saw a person who put Halloween song out before Halloween.  How, she had something else set up, like for Christmas.  I talked to her with someone I was with.  She had dark, smooth hair and light skin, was a little plump, a little tall.  I was at home, and my mom left.  I was in a bathroom of theirs and there were 2 computers, I think playing classical music that was more exciting with singing.  I was trying to get it to stop.  I did eventually.  I was making out something for someone.  That girl.  A frog bookmark with googly eyes.

Dream

Also, a tall Anne Hathaway came in and showed her black nails.  I said mine were silver, I didn't work, and I paint them every day.  I said I was thinking of someone with black nails, and it was her, though she didn't care, and I didn't understand why, at the time.

On IMDb, I was having fun and expressed I had an inner hatred for her thinking she was from somewhere else, early on.  It was on the Alice in Wonderland boards.

Dream

I was in this big, dark room in a place where a lot of people were around.  There was a person who looked like someone I knew who was someone trying to look like Ellen DeGeneres.  They kept carrying me around and putting their hand around my crotch and like lightly tap-pumping my butt.  I was imagining a feeling.  It was a bit weird.  I was thinking of going all out for being very stimulated, on my own.

I was in a room with a laptop and typing a dream.  I handed an old dream to the person.  There were kids in the room.  The person read it, and was like oh that's what I meant to do.

Then there was someone dressed up with a small small head and a big big body, like a robot.  They put their hands on mine, and I let out a little energy.  They felt a bounce and hearts reached its eyes.  We danced, and now I forget what we sang.  The other person was upset yet indicated I deal with my problems.

So, no, it didn't feel good.  It wasn't a strong feeling.  The person indicated they were going to.  When I tried to stimulate myself, I was unable to.  Also, what disturbed me was I went up to the person and imagined they put their arm around my back and walked with me and then I leaped to their side and then got off thinking it was tacky.  Now, that reminds me of a girl I saw in Washington, D.C.

I had a dream before this but went to the bathroom and never remembered or pretty much forgot.

Dream

I was at church in choir.  The choir director was at the organ.  I had the feeling she'd put her arm around my back as we talked.  My friend was there with another friend, both older in the same class but not where I lived then.  They were arguing like I was before but more acutely, and I told her after she went over to reprimand them and sat down and said some things.  I talked to a teacher in the choir, and she was stern about me.  We sang, and I had trouble sounding loud.  In the end, finally I could sound somewhat celestial.  There were a bunch of lowly tribal people from Africa at the front of the church, which was more bright and partly white.  We noticed the ceiling above them, which was like big round stones was gone.  They came by us, though we were in a loft before.  I noticed one tall, thin man who looked more Jewish or Middle Eastern.  He was talking about having a Jewish dad, like it was an official definition of being Jewish, in an enlightening way.  He said, if your dad's dad and mom both had Jewish then you're "the one" and followed forward thinking about it.

Oh, before that, we were drawing people for like a job.  I sketched a girl well in 15 seconds, the 2nd one.  I went to see her at breakfast, and she and her friend were there.  She gave me the picture back, like I was dirty.  She was White but was dark with a kinda African smooth but shapely face, like a White person.  So, I left them and forget what else happened.  It was kind of a more dilapidated, dirty situation.