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Category: April 2003

I dreamed I was on a vacation. I don't know where we were, but we'd been there a couple of days. All we'd done is stay in the hotel and go out to eat in the evenings. I was with a couple of guys, but not *with* either of them. We were staying in separate rooms. We got in the car, and I thought we were going out to eat, but the guy driving (Bruce from my work) said we were going someplace else. It upset me some because I hadn't brought my camera. Bruce didn't understand why I was upset. I just told him I needed to start bringing my camera with me everywhere.

We got where we were going and 3 people met us. One I already knew from when I started work where I work now. She's not someone I knew in real life.. but I did in the dream.

We went inside the building and the guys I was with snickered because there were Hallmark type posters for birthdays and Easter and such all over the walls. They were making fun that the women had been allowed to decorate the place. One of the women said she was in business selling those posters.

The place kinda turned into a place where people go for a retreat. I was in with a whole group of people now. I wanted to find where we were going to sleep, but they weren't showing us that place. I found out later, they hadn't decided whether the girls or the boys would be sleeping inside. I really didn't want to sleep outside.

I wasn't feeling like getting involved in any of the activities. I was sitting on a couch with another girl and there was some activity going on. The leader of the activity said he wanted the two of us to go up and sing. I said I would, but when I got up there, they didn't have the lyrics written down. I couldn't sing because I can't remember lyrics. When it came time for me to sing, he handed me the microphone. I started to sing, but then I looked at him and said, "I can't sing it."

He was real mean and said, "You know there's an almond factory you could have gone to instead." I banged the microphone down on his desk and went back to sit down. I wasn't feeling well to begin with (allergies), and I hadn't volunteered to go to this place, and now I was being treated poorly.

The girl I was with came back to sit down and she acted unhappy with me, too. The guy came over just as I was telling her that I can't remember the lyrics. He said that makes a difference, and he understood. She said, "It doesn't make any difference to me." They both took out pieces of paper and were writing on them like they were grading me on my participation and performance. I asked if there was some kind of contest going on. I don't remember the answer.

Later I said to myself that I really wish there was an internet connection, so I could write this stuff in my blog. Someone overheard me and said something else mean. Another person later reminded me that I could have gone to the almond factory instead.

I got a notepad and was writing all this stuff down, but then I was afraid someone would get it and read it and make fun of me some more, so I wrote it in code.

Later, someone came to talk to me. She was nice. She asked me if I had anything to eat in my bag. I looked and there was a lot of chocolate. There were a couple of melted ice cream sandwiches, too.

I got up to throw them away, but walked down the block for some reason. I ended up in a bad part of town and some guys were trying to attack me. I ran back to the place, and they followed me. Somehow I was safe at the place. One of the attackers said to leave the two girls alone. The other attackers thought that meant back down altogether, but he explained that he only said two girls, and there were more. It meant that they could attack me if I came out. (This part was a lot weirder than that, though. Somehow the girls, including me, were inside packets like pop rocks or koolaid. You know... one of those weird things that only make sense in dreams).