8.13.2009

Dreams are nuts. Here's a memorable one from last night. In fact, it was apparently so good that I told it to someone else later in another dream. Weird.

It was sunday morning. Rebecca and I were at church. Half-way through sacrament meeting it occurred to me that I was supposed to be teaching the Relief Society lesson during the last block meeting and I had completely forgotten. I quietly dismissed myself from class and drove home to plan the lesson. When I couldn't find the manual I started freaking out. I got so nervous I was sweating. I knew the only thing that would calm me down. I texted my brother "Hey, do you know any good dealers in Norwell?" Apparently I was in my home town. He responded with a few names (real people that I know from high school, not to be named here). I called up one of them and told him I needed some weed as soon as possible, whatever he had was fine. So I went and got this weed from him and I sat down and smoked all of it. The next thing I remember was waking up around 5pm. I was thinking "Oh crap, I slept through my lesson, oh crap, oh crap." I went and found Rebecca. "Becca, what happened!?? Did I miss my lesson? I can't remember anything." Becca looked worried. "Oh no, you were there. You were there but you were blazed out of your mind!" She went on to tell me how I had prepared a lesson but it was obscene and I swore every other word and I ripped on all these girls. I even brought special muffins and made refrigerator magnets that said things like "F*CK YOU" on them. I was mortified. What was I thinking? I'm obviously going to be released from my calling, if not released from the church all together. I had to go talk to the Bishop about it so I drove down my driveway to find all these people throwing muffins at me (the ones I had made). All I wanted to do was explain to the Bishop that I had never smoked marijuana before in my life and I promise it was all just a big mistake. But when I saw those people throwing muffins at me, I freaked out again. I got some more weed and completely fish-bowled my car until I passed out. End of dream. Ha.

So... according to this dream interpreter website:

To dream that you are in a church, suggests that you are seeking for spiritual enlightenment and guidance. You are looking to be uplifted in some way. Perhaps you have made some mistakes in the past which have set you back on your path toward your goals. With proper support, you will get on the right track again.
To dream that you are using marijuana, signifies illicit activity.
To dream that you are cursing, refers to your inner fears. It also means that you are becoming a hardened person.

Yeah, sounds about right. But I take it with a grain of salt. If this really happens on Sunday, then I will start to worry.

3 comments:

Kristie Lynne said...

So funny. Haha.

Annie P said...

your dream is my reality!

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