Apparently I seem to have the same propensity that my mother has to have really weird dreams! And so to remember some of the highlights, I'll write them down here. ...Enjoy?!?
One of my old Frenemies (as they're known on my blog) and I had a final exam in a certain high school teacher's class, and we thought we had half an hour to get lunch. He and I got in my dad's car and went to go to a Chinese restaurant but first, for some reason, we stopped off at a JFK museum. We walked in and the front room was basically a weird tiny Goodwill-esque store (especially in the aesthetic) with a staircase down into an underground room full of crap belonging to Henry Winkler from Happy Days. Much of the stuff on the shelves also belonged to him. Then I turned around and Henry Winkler was there. I tried to get a selfie with him for my mum, but my cell phone's storage was full. Suddenly he, whilst still being Henry Winkley, started looking entirely different.
Anyways, one of the shelves had kind of a mini garage door in front of it I had to open, and then I scrounged around amognst the various iPods and other MP3 players in there. I then got some iPods and put them in a pocket of my backpack to buy later. I then proceeded into the actual museum. I realized it had been a half hour and we hadn't gotten lunch, but then someone I was friendly with from my high school's theatre program showed up and said we had an extra half-hour, to my great relief.
The only room I actually saw in the dream was a replica 1960s bedroom where the aforementioned Frenemy was laying on the bed on his stomach (picture stereotypical 12-year-old Justice shopper writing in her diary) on the (rotary) phone "reporting a memory" (presumably of JFK's assassination). I went to try to get him to get a move on and then I woke up.
I was on a different side of a large room or something from Pink (look at the glossary for my blog if you don't know who he is) and he asked me (in French) if there was an Internet connection in the city where he's going to college. I didn't hear him well, so I asked him to repeat himself. He repeated everything still in French but in a Spanish accent, and I understood it all perfectly somehow despite not speaking a lick of Spanish. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I was in English class and kept trying to do nice things for this guy I liked at the time, but he wouldn't acknowledge me, so I was bummed out by that. Though to be fair, it wasn't specifically to me, since for the entire dream he was silent and stared forward with a stoic face.
So Tootie from Facts of Life was my sister and she was going to run away with some boy in his car but before they did that they were stopping off at the bank and I had to stop her from running away so I went to the bank and they were sitting in the boy's SUV kissing in the carpark.
So they were about to leave but I stood on the grass looking at them with a disappointed look on my face. They were just about to pull out of the carpark when Tootie saw and they did a U-turn back into the carpark. Tootie got out and came up to me and hugged me and apologized and I cried and she agreed not to go with him.
Note: so this whole universe/world looked like we were in the film 'A Car's Life' which if you don't know is a really bad film that's capitalizing on the movie Cars.
So I'm a car and I'm next to a large motorway in the grass just behind a line of trees and so there's another car with me so then there's a house next to us and there are two cars that are going to break in. So me and the other car decide to try to sneak away onto the motorway and escape but we start driving to the motorway and the bad cars see us and capture us.
So now we're trapped on a road that intersects with the large motorway with the two evil cars. But one of the evil cars is lying on his 'back' (upside down) and the other one is taunting(?) the other car. So I take this opportunity to escape onto the large motorway. The upside down one tries to tase me or shoot me with a laser or something but I round a bend before he can do that.
So I see another road that intersects with the motorway which intersects with a road that's parallel to the motorway and is roughly one car width away from it. So the parallel road had a red button on it that said in white letters something along the lines of 'start' or 'finish' or something. So I try to drift and hit it but miss and end up On the grass between the road and motorway
So we were at my school in the auditorium room and we were leaving for some reason and some Apple executives like Phil Schiller were there and I asked him how part of my magic keyboard with numeric keypad worked and I wanted to ask what his favourite iPod nano was but instead I walked off muttering that the 5th gen was the best and then we left and then my best friend was there and his hair was long.
So my mother and I were driving in the middle of nowhere in rural Missouri, with two other cars following behind ours. So suddenly this unmarked black SUV comes up out of nowhere and cuts us off. Some guy gets out and tells us all to step out. Once we're all standing on the side of the road, he says that he's arresting us all for smuggling drugs (even though my mother and I didn't have any drugs.)
So I was at school in my old art teacher's class and I had a boyfriend and he and I weren't actually doing art. We started reading a book for English or whatever where we were at different places right before theh end, but stopped and started reading the next book we had to read at the same time, which was about some British guy. I leaned on his shoulder and he put his arm around me and it was really cute.
Then we went to PE class, where we had to run to this pavillion (we were outside). Another person in the class who was running over was a certain old friend of mine. So I talked to them for a second and high-fived them and we all went over to this place that was like a sort of pavillion shelter type thing like they have in parks, and split up into two sides randomly and sat on opposite sides on the floor (there were no benches or anything).
And our coach was Drew Gooden, and he did a little skit where he handed over our class to some random lady, who then made us shake drawers with Tupperware containers full of Lucky Charms in them? And my aforementioned boyfriend was nowhere to be seen and there was a Zoom chat and apparently everybody had already left and also the activity was supposed to represent the organs or the digestive system or something?