Mydera

Dream One (fragment): I woke from this dream after only being in bed about an hour and a half, so I'm surprised I remembered anything at all. I'm standing outside the headquarters from this Hakuoki game I've been reading. I'm looking at myself in third person though. K is there, and he's got the white hair and red eyes of the fury creatures that the game characters become (they're like vampires, kind of) and he's wearing the shinsengumi blues. He's bending slightly, with one hand on the hilt of his sword and the other under my chin, kissing me softly.

Dream Two: I'm sitting at the computer playing the Sims 3. I'm trying to build a lot, but it keeps going wrong. For some reason there's a big crater in the middle of the lot, and I can't get it back to level. The grid is also screwing up, and placing random grid squares in mid air at different heights. I know in the dream I'm supposed to go somewhere, but I want to finish this sim house first. My little boy is saying, "Mommy! Lets go!" but the computer is driving me NUTS and I don't want to go until I've defeated it. Suddenly the doorbell rings, and I realize I'm in the house we used to live in years and years ago. I look out the window and see that the person at the front door is my husbands ex-fiance, the girl he was engaged to before we met. (She and I talk on Facebook because we have a lot in common, so it's only a little weird that we'd be hanging out) I grab my phone, realizing my husbands not here yet and he was supposed to be here before she arrived so we could go. I call him, and he says he's leaving now and on his way. I ask him if he remembered to grab out Daughter's Hello Kitty something or another (She has so much Kitty crap, I couldn't even begin to imagine what it was) Then I woke up.

Dream Three: The dream starts off with me being in a house that I somehow know as my own but I've never seen before in my life. My friend is there, and she's telling me that since my husband and I have split, and I have all this empty space, she has a friend who needs a place to stay. I think that if it's a friend of hers, then they're probably easy to get along with and I could use help with my rent, so I agree to take them in as a room mate. When my new room mate arrives, it's actually a guy who's a friend of both my husbands and this friends. At first I think this is going to be really awkward because he's very christian and I'm uh, NOT, lol. But it seems to be working out ok as religion doesn't come up. Then I get this wild notion to go somewhere, and dress up in a mini skirt and tank top and start to head out the door. The room mate then grabbed my arm really tightly and asks me where I'm going. I'm kind of shocked that he's touching me when we barely know each other, and really pissed that he's acting like he has some sort of right to know where I'm going or what I'm doing. I Glare at him and tell him I'm going out and he needs to let go of me. He tells me he's not going to let me leave, I need to stay there with him. I tell him to let go of me again and that I'm an adult and I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want, and if he's going to act like a parent he can get the fuck out. He refuses to let go of me, saying that he couldn't let me go out tramping about. I get really pissed and pull my arm as I kick out at him hoping to throw him off guard. But, he's a lot bigger than me and instead I get thrown off balance and he smacks me in the face. I'm REALLY pissed then, so I do some sort of awesome karate like roundhouse kick to his head and knock him back on to floor. He grabs my foot and trips me. I struggle free and grab the telephone, and call 911. I tell them I don't want to have to cause trouble but I have this crazy room mate that won't let me leave the house and things are getting violent. I briefly wonder if because I kicked him first, I will be the one charged, but at this point I'm actually scared this guys going to crush me and don't care. He starts crying telling me I shouldn't have called the cops, and I'm crying myself because I'm scared and I feel a bit guilty, if I'd never let the guy stay here this never would have happened! I make it outside crying, and my husband shows up, and gives me a hug and asks whats wrong. I tell him what happened, and the cops are showing up arresting his friend and I'm begging my husband to come back, telling him I can't take care of myself without him, all I do is get in trouble by myself (legit fear here, lol. One that rarely works its way into my dreams, but one I actually have in waking life) My husband agrees to come back, but he wants to leave the kids with my mom and grandma until we work things out. I agree, and we go inside the house. Inside, there are suddenly three people (two men, one woman) lounging in the living room. One of the guys, a thin and grungy looking guy nods his head in acknowledgement that we're there and then says to my husband, "Dude, I hear your wife's a bitch!" then starts laughing. I'm pretty sure these are friends of my husbands, who probably know the guy who just went to jail, and I don't want to face them knowing they must hate me, so I run back to the bedroom and lock myself in. I can hear the conversation through the door though, and the guy asking my husband why he puts up with me. I get mad again, and storm back into the living room. I tell them they can hate me all they want, but they're in my house and they won't talk about me like that there! They start snickering, and they tell me they're just giving me a hard time. Then they ask what really happened. I tell them, and then they're still laughing and saying, "Yeah, that sounds like something he'd do! That dude's crazy. Good for you, your not so bad!" I feel like things have been smoothed over now, but I'm so tired, I just want to go to bed. My husband and I start to go back to the bedroom again, but then out the bedroom window I see an old building in the back yard with a hole in the stone walls and desks inside. I go outside to investigate. As I look inside I see the desks look old and abandoned. I turn to my husband who followed me out and say, "Doesn't this look like something out of that anime Another?" My husband agrees. Then there's some noise from inside, and I almost scream before I realize it's my husbands friend doing the worm on the floor in the abandoned classroom. I think that's silly, and then wake up!