We all know Jasmine Guy, right? If not, maybe you remember Whitley from A Different World. She was also on Dead Like Me. And this is why I think she’s been in my dreams lately.
Dead Like Me is on Netflix’s Wii thingy majiggy… and because I hate most tv now, I watch reruns on Netflix. I’ve been watching Dead Like Me the past couple of nights and have fallen asleep half way through some episodes.
Last night, Whitley was in my dream.
I was at work, manning the front of the store. Not knowing what to do, since it is very weird for me to be there. I was straightening product, greeting customers, things I know we’re supposed to do on the sales floor.
I looked out into the mall, and saw lots of people crowding around someone and thought, oh great, another rapper is in the mall… wonder who it is this time. Who ever it was, it was driving business out. I was kind of pissed, but relieved. I’m very awkward when I feel I have to force people to buy.
So the mob dies down. But still, no one is coming into my store… fine, whatever, don’t really care.
Then someone touches me… and I get really cold. It’s Jasmine Guy!
She says, “Hey, I’m looking for something that smells good, as long as it doesn’t make me smell like food. Help me out, okay?”
No problemo, I’ll be glad too.
So, I’m showing her stuff … spray some perfume on her hand, and she’s loving everything I suggest. We talk for awhile and she says, “You know, everyone’s all freaking out because I’m here. And you’re being really casual, I like that.”
I’m not really starstruck. I mean, I am, but at the same time I’m not. Maybe because you’re not the first celebrity to come here.
“Maybe that’s it”
I helped her pick out her top favorite scents, and some other stuff. And she gets in line to pay. I go back to whatever I was doing, and she comes back. She tapped me on the shoulder, and I got really cold again. “I forgot I also need to get a gift for someone, and I think the person would like some of the same things I got for me”. I get her the same exact things… I accidently bumped her arm, and I got super cold again. I thought: it must be the stores’ cooling system again.
I went back to whatever I was doing, and then started helping another customer.
Jasmine Guy was on her way out when she came back and moved my hair so she could see my name… I got super cold again. She said to me, “Thanks Lily, for your help…. If you’re chilly, Here take my sweater, Your head is aching, I’ll make it better…”
At that point, I feel my arm slapping down the snooze button on my alarm clock.
Why the hell was I so cold? I forgot to cover myself with a blanket.
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
13 February, 2011
25 September, 2010
Weird Dreams
Lately, I've been having weird dreams. I don't know why they started. With the first one, I thought it was just because I wasn't sleeping in my own bed. I have that problem sometimes. If I sleep over at someone's house I'll have a weird dream, because I'm not really fully asleep. Or something like that.
But now they've been happening in places where I feel comfortable sleeping. Last night, I stayed over at my dad's. Nothing out of the usual. But then I dreamt that I had a goal of losing fifty pounds to be able to eat on Thanksgiving. It was the day before Thanksgiving and it was weigh in time.
First of all, I looked weird in my dream. I looked like a skeletor. And I don't think I've ever seen myself that thin, ever. Because the thought of me looking like a skeleton is really far fetched. So, I was being weighed, and the person who was weighing me said I didn't lose enough weight to be able to eat anything. Not even corn (I think I know why I corn was brought up). He said I only lost forty-nine pounds, and that he wouldn't be able to say I lost the required fifty because that would be lying and he could lose his job. I thought that was ridiculous. So I told him I was going to eat turkey.
I woke up very confused. I was all like "WTF, Yo?! What the hell was that about ... "
I'm looking forward to bedtime. I wonder what holiday I'll be barred from eating on tonight.
Thirty Days of Truth(1) Something you hate about yourself. (2)Something you love about yourself. (3) Something you have to forgive yourself for. (4) Something you have to forgive someone for. (5) Something you hope to do in your life. (6) Something you hope you never have to do. (7) Someone who has made your life worth living for. (8) Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit. (9) Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted. (10) Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know. (11) Something people seem to compliment you the most on. (12) Something you never get compliments on. (13) A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.) (14) A hero that has let you down. (letter) (15) Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it. (16) Someone or something you definitely could live without. (17) A book you’ve read that changed your views on something. (18) Your views on gay marriage. (19) What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics? (20)views on drugs and alcohol. (21) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do? (22) Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life. (23) Something you wish you had done in your life. (24) Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter) (25) The reason you believe you’re still alive today. (26) Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why? (27) What’s the best thing going for you right now? (28) What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do? (29) Something you hope to change about yourself. And why. (30) A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself .
But now they've been happening in places where I feel comfortable sleeping. Last night, I stayed over at my dad's. Nothing out of the usual. But then I dreamt that I had a goal of losing fifty pounds to be able to eat on Thanksgiving. It was the day before Thanksgiving and it was weigh in time.
First of all, I looked weird in my dream. I looked like a skeletor. And I don't think I've ever seen myself that thin, ever. Because the thought of me looking like a skeleton is really far fetched. So, I was being weighed, and the person who was weighing me said I didn't lose enough weight to be able to eat anything. Not even corn (I think I know why I corn was brought up). He said I only lost forty-nine pounds, and that he wouldn't be able to say I lost the required fifty because that would be lying and he could lose his job. I thought that was ridiculous. So I told him I was going to eat turkey.
I woke up very confused. I was all like "WTF, Yo?! What the hell was that about ... "
I'm looking forward to bedtime. I wonder what holiday I'll be barred from eating on tonight.
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Plus: Day 5 of 30 Days of Truth
5) Something you hope to do in your life.
There are so many things I hope that I will be able to accomplish in my lifetime. But there is really just one/two things that I really really want to do. They're very similar, they just involve different countries. I hope that I can eventually visit each state in the US and in Mexico. I feel it might be a bit easier and cheaper to do the Mexico one. Less states and our money is worth tons there. But, I feel that visiting all 50 US states is more realistic. I don't know. But, if I die and only got to see 50% of each country, I think I could die a happy woman.
Thirty Days of Truth
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