Me and some family drive through a wooded area in the rv. When we get to a dead end there is a thrashed bike there, we then turn right & now we are in a small black car, we are driving into to some sort of an event, there is a stadium bowl, with the outer balconies completely covered in people, and a line all the way from the stadium entrance to the large parking lot. I think "oh crap are we going to have to wait in this long line", but then my grandma turns into one of the 2 driveway entrances that are between the 2 lines of people, then I wonder why I even doubted my grandma. As we're slowly driving towards the entrance, a woman stops us and asks us if we can take her teen daughter to the entrance also, then the daughter turns around and argues with her mom about how embarrassing it is and how she's gone up to the entrance by herself before, so while they argue, we just drive away. We get to the entrance and go inside. It looks like a hotel registration, there is a table with cards, I watch grandma pick one up and begin to fill it out with random numbers. Then sudden;y I'm by myself back in the wooded area, I don't remember the way we got here so I can't back track so I decide to go to the stadium and hopefully someone I know is there. I walk to the dead end and decide to take the trashed bike to ride it to the stadium, when I get to the hotel registration door I throw the bike to the side then enter the building. There is a small line at the card table, everybody in line gives me a dirty look, then I see in my peripherals a older woman and her teen daughter who entered after me trying to walk faster than me to get ahead of me in line, so I bust out into a run and beat them to it, and I know they're giving me dirty looks from behind so I turn around and get in their face and tell them "I don't give looks, I punch faces", then they look to the ground and act like nothing happened. Then I turn back forward and talk to the two girls in front of me I tell them hello and they say hello back, I can tell one is genuine while the other is fake. When it's our turn at the registration table, the two girls go to one end of the table and pick a card up to fill out, and I go to the other end and I place my cellphone one the table, as I do that I know the fake girl snags my cellphone so I tell her to give me it back, she acts like she doesn't know what I'm talking about, so I grab her cellphone that is sitting on the table and motion like I'm going to throw to the ground, then she panics and gives ion and hands me back my cellphone, but she has a stupid smug look on her face so I throw her cellphone at her face. I pick up one of the cards from the table and a pen, but I try to remember the numbers but I can't so I tell the person behind the table that my family has already filled one of these out and she enthusiastically say "oh well let me check the computer for them" while she does that my family appears and tells me to go with them. So we go and walk through another door, we have to choose our own room, I go into to on to the left, it's got 2 beds and ramones shirt laying every where, I tell them this is a good one, but they don't want it, they go to the room to the right, I tell them the one at the end is good and has 2 beds as well, but my uncle say we are getting this one in the front, but I can't believe it because it has only one bed and no wall for blocking off the lobby, just a small curtain, I tell him soon all the sports fans will be in line in the lobby and as I say that they come in and teenage boys keep peeking in to the curtain, and I tell my uncle "you see! they're already peeping toms", but my uncle say its fine they wont even though they already are. So I call him a dumb ass then walk to the lobby worker and ask him if there is a solution to this problem and he says yes, there is a pullout wall, I say thank goodness and walk back to the shitty room to tell them, then my uncle say's "see it works out", and I say "yeah no thanks to your dumb ass." Then suddenly we are at my grandmas house for dinner and we're still bickering and my damn sister in law just busts into it like it's any of her business so I leave the tools to argue amongst their selves with their idiotic points and go into the living room with my niece and we eat candy and the hard candies taste so horrible and bitter but the chewy candy tastes so sweet like watermelon.
Entering a living room Seeing groups of people, feeling like some of them were from high school Partially heard a girl from high school and sat next to her. She may have walked across the room. Cannot remember whether i went across the room before she did, or afterwards. Saw a group of people watching "The Breakfast club", Saw Molly Ringwald (Actress), heard the theme song "Don't you forget about me" Somwhere in there, i left the room, onto a porch or deck with long stairs going down. Seeing a somewhat suburban type neighborhood. Remember seeing a group of people talking or just standing near the house i was in. It seemed smaller from the outside. Maybe talking about the house or hanging out in the house. May have seen my sister by the door with a group of people. The door was or looked partially open. There were a kind of cream colored carpeted stairs. On those stairs was a dog with blond fur. There was another dog running across the road. It seemed like a neighborly environment. I entered the house again. This time it was the kitchen and it was somewhat dark with the lights turned off. Saw a area with leftover mexican food or food that appeared like Mexican food. Somewhere in that time, i saw or heard my sister and ended up arguing about stating the obvious or something. Cannot quite remember what else happened.
The first dream I had, I was angry at someone. I don't remember why, but it turned into a dream where I was a the father of a bride in India, and my anger made me miss out on her wedding. Another dream I had, there was a cat that me and my brother Jeremy were playing with. It was a little asshole and kept biting and scratching us. It wasn't as bad as it's mother though. The mother wasn't around, but the dream made me think that we had previously owned the mother for a long time. We called her "Master" and the little one had no name yet. Even though he was mean, I liked him. We played for awhile, even though when I say play, I mean he bit me and hissed. The later dreams I had... on and off, argueing with my wife and other people. I kept waking up with bad anxiety, realizing nobody was fighting with me, then going back to sleep hoping I didn't have any more of those dreams. But they kept on happening. Last night was kind of a bad night. Hopefully my anxiety doesn't screw with me next time.
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