I had a dream last night. It was amazing, also very weird.
It started off with my friend Gytha inviting me to go to a university fair in Toronto (this is weird because I know from Gytha's twitter that she went to the one in Toronto yesterday). Her mom, her and one of her sisters were going. It just so happened that the vehicle we were in, was my cross country coach's van.
Anyways, so we went to Toronto. I talked to someone from Trent. It was weird because at this convention the girl was just kind of like "We are only here to talk, not to give out free stuff" like pens and whatever. Gytha was kind of upset about this. After I talked to the person from Trent, we were forced to go to this presentation thing.
So we went to this presentation and it was just kind of an orientation about what university would be like. The lady giving the presentation then began to go over dress codes for attending university. I was getting so pissed at this lady, so I stood up and walked up to her, and half yelled at her/ half gave the audience my opinion about dress code.
Basically, I was claiming that there should be no dress code for university. People are people, they are going to wear what they wear, and others should not affect that. I told her how stupid it was that we were even talking about a dress code at a university orientation type of thing. She reacted kind of like "okay this is just some idiot teenager", but the audience agreed with me. So she just gave in and was like "Okay, okay." but then I got kicked out of the rest of the presentation.
So I left. She kicked out Gytha and her family as well, but we decided to split up.
Anyways, I am not sure if this next part of my dream was connected to this dream, or not, but either way...
I then dreamt that I finally got pregnant (I had apparently been trying in my dream), and I wanted to get pregnant. I dreamt that I was so happy that I was pregnant. I was back in Gytha's car at one point, but eventually left them. I remember wandering around Toronto (which looked more like Ottawa) and thinking about going in some stores to shop, but didn't.
I ended up finding my "baby daddy" somewhere, and we decided to go have the baby. We went to this hospital so I could give birth, and they were kind of judgey of us. Anyways, I wasn't really in intense labour or anything, but they laid me down in this one room at the end of the hall with only a curtain. He was in the room, but then left to go get something. The doctor had put me on some IV or something that was attached at the top of my left arm, where it connects to my torso.
I was alone in the room, and just decided to give birth without anyone knowing. So I did. It was easy. I had the baby, and then I realized I had to sneak out of the hospital with the baby, so I just hid it under my shirt to make it look like I was still pregnant. Where the IV was, left a giant scar, that looked kind of like the size of a fat caterpillar, but it looked like a burn mark that was bleeding. I didn't want to wait around to get it looked at, so I left.
So I managed to get out, and I abandoned the father. I had no idea what to name my baby, she was a girl. But anyways, my mom immediately showed up with her car, she wasn't angry or anything, but we didn't really talk. I sat in the backseat and the baby was in a carrier in the front seat (which is kind of weird). My baby quickly aged, and had hair suddenly, and she turned around to look at me. I realized she was the most beautiful baby ever. She had brown hair, slightly lighter than mine and blue/grey eyes. She had a weird nose, but it was still cute. On the way I decided to name her "Megha" which happens to be the name of the boat in the book I am currently reading for english...
At one point we were back at some house (not sure where) and I received some mail. It was an award in recognition of my confidence at the conference I stood up to that lady. I got some form of trophy. Later I got another award, that was a bunch of jewelry. Apparently it was for some play I was in (I have never been in a play in my entire life) and I was so happy, because I thought I was bad at that play.
Anyways, once we finally got back to my house, my baby turned into a grey kitten. It was cuddly and fun, and I wasn't even pissed off about it.
Lesson Learned: I still really want a baby.
It started off with my friend Gytha inviting me to go to a university fair in Toronto (this is weird because I know from Gytha's twitter that she went to the one in Toronto yesterday). Her mom, her and one of her sisters were going. It just so happened that the vehicle we were in, was my cross country coach's van.
Anyways, so we went to Toronto. I talked to someone from Trent. It was weird because at this convention the girl was just kind of like "We are only here to talk, not to give out free stuff" like pens and whatever. Gytha was kind of upset about this. After I talked to the person from Trent, we were forced to go to this presentation thing.
So we went to this presentation and it was just kind of an orientation about what university would be like. The lady giving the presentation then began to go over dress codes for attending university. I was getting so pissed at this lady, so I stood up and walked up to her, and half yelled at her/ half gave the audience my opinion about dress code.
Basically, I was claiming that there should be no dress code for university. People are people, they are going to wear what they wear, and others should not affect that. I told her how stupid it was that we were even talking about a dress code at a university orientation type of thing. She reacted kind of like "okay this is just some idiot teenager", but the audience agreed with me. So she just gave in and was like "Okay, okay." but then I got kicked out of the rest of the presentation.
So I left. She kicked out Gytha and her family as well, but we decided to split up.
Anyways, I am not sure if this next part of my dream was connected to this dream, or not, but either way...
I then dreamt that I finally got pregnant (I had apparently been trying in my dream), and I wanted to get pregnant. I dreamt that I was so happy that I was pregnant. I was back in Gytha's car at one point, but eventually left them. I remember wandering around Toronto (which looked more like Ottawa) and thinking about going in some stores to shop, but didn't.
I ended up finding my "baby daddy" somewhere, and we decided to go have the baby. We went to this hospital so I could give birth, and they were kind of judgey of us. Anyways, I wasn't really in intense labour or anything, but they laid me down in this one room at the end of the hall with only a curtain. He was in the room, but then left to go get something. The doctor had put me on some IV or something that was attached at the top of my left arm, where it connects to my torso.
I was alone in the room, and just decided to give birth without anyone knowing. So I did. It was easy. I had the baby, and then I realized I had to sneak out of the hospital with the baby, so I just hid it under my shirt to make it look like I was still pregnant. Where the IV was, left a giant scar, that looked kind of like the size of a fat caterpillar, but it looked like a burn mark that was bleeding. I didn't want to wait around to get it looked at, so I left.
So I managed to get out, and I abandoned the father. I had no idea what to name my baby, she was a girl. But anyways, my mom immediately showed up with her car, she wasn't angry or anything, but we didn't really talk. I sat in the backseat and the baby was in a carrier in the front seat (which is kind of weird). My baby quickly aged, and had hair suddenly, and she turned around to look at me. I realized she was the most beautiful baby ever. She had brown hair, slightly lighter than mine and blue/grey eyes. She had a weird nose, but it was still cute. On the way I decided to name her "Megha" which happens to be the name of the boat in the book I am currently reading for english...
At one point we were back at some house (not sure where) and I received some mail. It was an award in recognition of my confidence at the conference I stood up to that lady. I got some form of trophy. Later I got another award, that was a bunch of jewelry. Apparently it was for some play I was in (I have never been in a play in my entire life) and I was so happy, because I thought I was bad at that play.
Anyways, once we finally got back to my house, my baby turned into a grey kitten. It was cuddly and fun, and I wasn't even pissed off about it.
Lesson Learned: I still really want a baby.
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