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I am at my friend Betty's house. I call Ann up to make an appointment to get my hair highlighted. I speak to the receptionist at the beauty parlor. I speak in a Russian accent. She asks when I can come. I say in a couple of days. I think that might be Wednesday. She asks 'Are you sure because we are changing things around here; implying that it won't be good if I change my mind and cancel the appointment. After speaking to her, I realize that I don't need to have my hair highlighted yet, because my hair hasn't grown out yet. But George and I go on the 'A' train to the beauty parlor. It goes through a neighborhood that I have never seen before. The train travels outside. George gets out at a stop as if he nonchalantly is doing something. The train leaves without him. I wave to him and feel bad that he is not on the train

I'm at a house party and I'm downstairs and there's people I know in one room. I go upstairs to go to the toilet and there are more people I know in another room. I'm wearing black pants and when I put the pack on after going to the toilet I put them on inside out, worrying that people I know will see me I try to go downstairs but I can't because there are people in the way. Then I can hear music and my mum shouts something like 'it's coming from the hotel', suddenly I'm at the disco at the hotel where I stayed on oldish at this year. It then changes to me being at the hotel, the other guests including my friend who didn't go on holiday there in real life, who was staying there for another week, saying goodbye to me and hugging me because my family is going home from the holiday. My friend is sat on one side of two blocks of chairs with an aisle in between, similar to that of a wedding an when they did a show on one of the last nights of my holiday. There is also this attractive boy who I can remember very well from where I went on holiday this year sat with his family, so I make sure that it is obvious to him I am leaving when I hug my friend and say goodbye. I then walk to the hotel reception where we check out, after a lot of waiting around, but I never see after we check out because my dream ends.

In my dream, I was in a opened pavilion, wooden structure that was filled with beautiful people. The women were dressed like Greek goddesses. They were welcoming and even made me feel as if I was unique in special quality beauty. They were speaking to each other and casting admiring looks toward me. I sensed there were men around, but no faces or forms. I sensed I was at a place that was just western outskirts of my home town. A man entered and I recognized him to be my real life lover. He was wearing a covering around his waist made of a cloth and sandals, that looked to be Roman like. I remember studying his shoes and how the laces tied around his lower calves. In my dream, I didn't know him to be my lover, but as a very handsome man that entered the pavilion. All the women were looking at him and sending him pleasant smiles, yet he walked over to me and took my hand. I felt like a stranger to him, yet very receptive to his unspoken request that I go with him. He led me out of the building to the yard in the back. The sun was quickly setting. He had me to sit... which now seemed like the back of the bed of a truck covered in burlap and hay. Perhaps it was a wooden wagon, I am not for sure. He never spoke, but I was felt so completely elated that he chose me above all the other women to cast his attention. He stood next to the bed, where I was sitting and then he looked up to the heavens which were now very dark. The sky was completely covered in brilliant, sparkling stars. I marveled at how brightly they shown. He reached up with his hand and swirled the stars around in a circular motion, causing them to fall from the sky. They fell directly on top of me, showering me with real diamonds, collecting in my hair and my lap. My hands were cupped to catch them as I smiled and squealed in delight. I looked up to thank him and he was no longer there. I suddenly felt saddened. Appreciative that I would mean so much to him that he would pick me, yet not understanding his departure nor if I would see him again. I reviewed his swirling of the stars many times in my mind, and how he gave them to me.

I was attending my best friends reception, (which i actually wasn't present at) and dance with her and a few of her friends. There's a guy who dances with me. he dances really well. then we get talking and he hits on me. In the mean time i remember i have been fighting with my boyfriend and should call him to let him know where i am. but instead i excuse myself and go to call my mum. i get lost n find myself in a weird place where people are staring at me. then i get out and find the same boy searching n waiting for me. i go to him to explain i was lost. i feel like i like his company though i feel thats not right

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