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I had a dream that I wasn't happy at CSUN so I transferred to CalArts for my last semester at school, and they got two awesome new piano teachers, and I was excited to go there, but then you moved down to southcal to go to school and you were going to live with me, but when i switched to CalArts it kind of screwed you over, because CSUN is a school where you could get a degree in pretty much anything but CalArts is only for music/art, etc. so you couldn't really go to school

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I was working on a former neighbor's parent's car. I was repairing the brake system but did not have a part that I needed so I was going to come back the next day to finish fixing the car. When I was about to leave I heard the younger sister of this former neighbor friend. She was getting ready to leave the house with her boyfriend and her parents were mad about this. Their parents were extremely strict and did not want them around boys. But the younger sister and her boyfriend left anyway. As I was about to leave this girl who used to be my friend came out and we started talking and catchin up on old times. She revealed to me that she was recently divorced and I told her the same was true for me. While we were talking I found out that she worked in the lab at my father's place of employment. We continued talking while we went somewhere in in my car. The car broke down and we ended up riding a bicycle back home and did not let anything ruin our time together. It was just great to be able to spend time together and catch up on all that had happened in the many years that had past since we had seen each other. After talking some more she went inside. I then proceeded to Clen up the tools and the car that I had been working on. While doing this I came across 2 picies of fruit. I stole two pieces of fruit. One was a banana and the other was a fruit from a foreign land that I was unfamiliar with. I put them in a refrigerator and just as I did this friend of mine came out of the house wearing only a towel. She then said I have this feeling like it is going to happen and I am tired of putting it off because you are incredibly sexy and I want to kiss you. We then began kissing. She was a very bad kisser but she was also very sexy. In the process the towel slipped down exposing her bare breasts. We kissed for a moment longer and I kissed her breasts before she went back inside the house and we agreed that we would see each other the next day.

I was in a gathering where a prophet is seeing vision, i standing hoping he will see vision to me concerning the man i just met. suddenly the man turned to me and say concerning the man,he sang a christian music also a muslim music saying LAILAH ILALA,suddenly somebody said that,that is if she take her face off the street, some people where now laughing while some was talking. the prophet was waiting for them to stop so he can continue he suddenly walked up to my Mum and tell her everything she want to say about me but i did not hear anything he say to my mum

I had a dream about my ex gf..there was this guy there and we were in what looked like my old room..i think it was a friend of hers..she said he will determine whether i'm single or not..than we were sitting on a couch and i sat in her spot..and she glared at me and got mad..than there was a point where i dont remember what happened..but she started crying and walke over by the dresser and kept repeating i'm sorry over and over again..than i hugged her and expected her to pull away i kissed her neck and said its ok baby..but she didnt pull away she hugged me back

I keep have dreams where I'm interacting with people I know or have met throughout my life sometimes talking, laughing, discussing something serious or involved in some type of activity and before waking up somewhere in the dream I see my mom or feel her presense in the dream. She never say anything, just looks at me an smile sometimes it feels like she is actually laughing at a joke or something my friends are saying. It feels as though she is right there with me and when I wake up I seem to forget the dream but just know that my mom was with me while I was asleep. Her and my dad were murdered in 1979 and I have had these dreams since their passing. Every now and then I dream about my dad too but it's mostly my mom. Please tell me how do I interpret this dream. It is not a nightmare because I feel calm and at peace when I wake up. Thank you.

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