Last night I had the strangest epic dream...you know the ones where you get up to go to the bathroom and it continues all through the night. Anywho through this dream I am going to be revealing alot about myself in this dream.....so red face already.
Ok so here I am in this dream in my old gym at my highschool I went to, and um it was muddy. I had a huge handbag that only had my teeth and my wallet in it. The handbag will come into play later but now I will explain the teeth. As someone born in the late 60's asthma medicines were harsh. They caused my teeth to come in brown and messed up. So over the years my parents spent much money on every new thing the dentist had to offer to fix this. So I was pretty much experimented on. Over the years after many vaneers and such I finally had my top teeth pulled this last summer and am now getting used to a top plate. I know young for that but hey I have never gotten to smile big my whole life, and I am pretty obsessive about the thing, you know keeping it safe and clean. So anywho my plate was floating around in my bag because evidently I had to play basketball and I had to protect them you know. So I layed the bag on the bleachers and here comes Keanu Reeves who says "Ang, we have one more step to do with your plate." I'm thinking ok why would Keanu lie to me...so I hand my precious teeth over. He goes to a corner stall at the gym to fix them. Meanwhile I for some reason tuck my tshirt in under my pjs and pull them up high, put on my good ole high top converse and go to play ball...in the mud. I know here I am lookin like that with no top teeth in and no bra playing basketball with all my friends who look like THEY are still in highschool. Pretty soon here comes Hulk Hogen....go figure that one out....IDK...with my precious teeth. I put them in and they are like huge buck teeth and yellow. I'm in shock. So I go to cursing and screaming at everyone..."look what this mf did to my teeth." I was extremely upset and I cant find my bag. It's gone. So there I am screaming "who the ..... took my bag?" Of course no one knows anything. So I see my 1st grade teacher who could solve all the world problems and ask her. She says Rose did it. Now Rose was my arch enemy in high school. We were the friends that secretly hated each other. I just know she ......... every bf I ever had. So I go and punch Rose...which I have wanted to do this for years....I have to see her all the time on facebook is why I think I dreamed of her...keanu reeves and hulk hogan...IDK. So in the pissed off mood I am in I stomp over to Mr Reeves. He says "Ang your teeth are ready." Im like great, then he says "I need 500 bucks" so you know what happens....I scream, and tell the whole crowd while looking stupid with no teeth and my pjs tucked up under my boobs. When out of nowhere Hades appears like in the new version of Clash of the Titans.....have seen that a dozen times lately on HBO...anywho he appears in a big black cloud and whispers to Mr Reeves..."who is making all the rucus" and guess what...he points to me. SHOCK OF ALL SHOCKS....so this causes mass panic and a big wave comes in and we are all running and sloshing through 2 ft of water. I of course drop my bag, after somehow retrieving it from Rose and run to my car. WHICH ISNT THERE. So I run back in and they are cleaning up. I ask Mr. McInturf the school janitor if he has seen a bag, oh and he is wearing death robes. (this could be from all the art I have been looking for comments and he is dead) So out from under his rob points a boney hand at the grade school basketball team. IDK where the ...they came from. I slosh over to them and take my bag. Then I go to Keanu and demand he give me back my original teeth...which he does minus the teeth. Im like wtf. Finally after much screaming on my part he agrees to put them back in but I still owe him 500 for the ugly set. The dream carries on with naked gay men playing golf in the mud, me running round trying to find my car...and punching Rose occasionally. Finally I go ask my trusty 1st grade teacher where my car is. And of course she points to Rose. So I go to Rose..punch her again for good measure and say where the xxx is my car. Through bloody nose and hahahahaha no teeth she says "We partied last night and I parked it a mile down the road." And again IDK. So I trudged through the mud and golfing gay men, grade school ball players, old teachers and find an old bf. Hmmm who somehow looks the same. I ask him if he could give me a ride to my car. He says "Ang I can't I have to play golf". Lmao....So I trudge down the muddy road in my awful get up thinking why was I partying with Rose and why did she leave my car somewhere and HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA EXPLAIN THIS TO MY MOM. I know I'm 44...but who else is gonna get me out of this mess. Finally I see Bessy Holloway. She is a woman I always see in Walmart. No matter where the Walmart is...she is there. She tells me that my car is at her brothers house. So ping I'm there and in my car. I zoom off....run over Keanu Reeves and take my teeth back...plop them in my mouth...and then run over Rose, and it all goes poof. I wake up with my tongue firmly squished from all the non teeth grinding I was doing, curled up in a ball with my fist clenched and gots a horrible headache.
I really hope this puts my dream out of my head. Thank you for listening to me ramble.....have a good day
Something I have figured out lately is freedom of speech means alot of things to many different people. To me it means...I can say what I want..but I also have the choice to not say something. Speech is a powerful thing. You can express your opinion on anything under the sun, you can build someone up or tear them down. You can speak beautiful words of poetry and express your love to your family, your friends and even your God. A great man I knew once said "If you dont have something good to say at least be vague about it. " Wise words in my opinion.
I've noticed alot of people like to take their freedom of speech to the extreme. Sure you have a right to say what you like. I firmly believe it. But making an ass of yourself doesnt really do any good for your cause does it. Sure go speak out...tell someone who can actually do something about it your views. Find the right platform. Do something besides rant or put your opinion in polls then attack the person that disagrees with you. To me your no more than someone who does not want free speech. If I am going to be attacked for voicing my opinion. And they are my opinions...not what the news man says..not what someone else says..they are mine. It makes you no better than a communist in my eyes. I see statements like "if you dont agree get out of this country." that is the most stupid thing I have ever heard. It is my right to agree and this is my country also. I have the right to disagree with anyone. Let me ask you this... Do you actually do anything to make things better. Do you help people in any way? Or do you just sit in your mothers basement spouting off hate for everyone. Is putting me down for my opinions really making you feel better, is it making a change in our country...nah dont think so. Hate is not going to solve anything. Hate is what starts everything. Understanding and the ability to see others points of view will fix whats wrong. Not blind stubborness.
My ending thoughts.....the power of your words...Timothy McVey listened to someone spouting hatred for the government.
