Last night, I had a dream about my 10 year high school reunion. It is coming up next year and apparently my subconscious is thinking about it. Usually I dream about things that are on my mind: babies, weddings, work, friends, family... but I haven't thought about the reunion in a while. I have no idea why I dreamed about it, but I did and it was quite interesting...
The first part was a wild costume party at a nightclub. I was really skinny and wearing a super-revealing outfit and getting super wasted. There was no, "Hi _____! So nice to see you! What have you been up to the last 10 years?" We all hung out in our own cliques with our close friends, just like back in high school. When I thought about it more this morning, I realized that facebook has officially ruined high school reunions. I already know what everyone's up to because I'm "friends" with them on facebook. I won't need to ask these people what they've been up to because I already know via their status updates and photo albums and relationship statuses. There's that girl who was really popular in high school that I took dance class with and she went on to be a Laker girl. There's that guy who was always really funny and cool and he still is. There's my former best friend who always wanted to be an actress and she is still wanting it. So what's the point of going? I'll still be socially awkward and too shy to talk to anyone who I haven't seen in a while. They'll all know I'm a teacher and I'm married and have dogs and childless, so they won't have any questions to ask me. If it was like my dream and I'm super skinny and wasted and being re-donk with my real friends (actually, Roxanne was the only real friend there - where were you Michelle, Laura, and Jessica??) then it will be a blast!
Oh, by the way... the second part of the dream was a pot luck at one of the parents' house the next morning. I brought over a bunch of crock pots full of food in my slutty outfit from the night before. Then I went home to change into a daytime (but still way more revealing than what I usually wear) dress and found out that someone (who I actually did go to high school with) had a huge crush on me. Where does my subconscious come up with this stuff??
Also, my husband had a dream last night that three guys busted in our house with automatic weapons and held us hostage. Then, one guy with a big knife came in our bedroom and had his way with me. Apparently, my husband woke up from this horrific nightmare and hugged me and I shrugged him off in my sleep. Sorry babe. I love you.