Dream 1:
As I approach the
bus stop, I'm real
thirsty. (
Last night I played
laser tag three times, and was pretty
parched) Anyway, I don't have any
money on me, because I have a
bus pass, so I don't need to pay for the
bus ride. It's
August first. There's a
food/
drink dispenser machine right by the bus
bench. I ask a
lady, or she offers, to help me out on some sort of drink. She gladly
inserts the money, and asks, "what do you want, a
Snickers?" and presses the Snickers button before I can even reply. I don't like Snickers, I don't want Snickers, or any kind of
chewable food
product--I'm
thirsty.
The bus
arrives. As I'm about to get on, I
realize that my bus pass is a
July bus pass, and it's now August. I'm
screwed. So I ask the same lady for money, and explain to her my
situation in about a
tenth of a
second (you can do that in
dreams), and she
angrily gives me
three dollars, even though the bus
fare is
$1.75 or
$2.00, depending on the bus. As I get onto the bus, the
driver asks me if I have a drink in my
left poket. That's where the Snickers was, and I can't even
begin to
imagine why she'd
think I had a drink in that pocket, as a Snickers doesn't really leave a big
bulge, like a
can would. No drinking or eating is
allowed on the bus. I show the lady that it's a Snickers, and she's alright with it. Had it been a drink, it wouldn't have
mattered either, were it a
closed drink.
When I
sit down, I see the bus driver's
face in the
mirror up front. She's
staring at me
evilly to check and make sure that I don't eat the Snickers. I wasn't planning on doing that anyway, because I was thirsty, not
hungry.
Dream 2:
I see
Zack,
Joaquin, and I think
Sean walking
toward me. Zack is
crying his
eyes out, which is hard to imagine because he's this
huge football playing
jolly green giant jock type. Anyway, his
parents had given him some sort of
warning that if he were to smoke
weed ever again, he'd be really
punished. Zack and his
friends had arrived at Zack's
house at about
11:30 the previous night. Zack figured his parents were going
straight to
sleep so he and his friends began to
smoke. Anyway, at about
11:45, his
rents realized that he had forgotten something (I want to say
Cracker Jacks), so they entered his
room and caught him and his friends smoking.
Busted.
The
punishment? Zack's parents take him to a
church (I want to say
Mormon or
Evangelican) and
register him as a new
member. Whatever
religion they registered him into uses a different
calendar /
aging system, so Zack is no longer
18 like he is in real life. By his religion's
standards he's
7. His parents then take him to the
police, which gladly
accept him, because he also
qualified for some sort of
treatment /
punishment program, being only 7. Were he still 18, they wouldn't have been able to do anything, and Zack was officially an Evangelican, so he was screwed. He was to be in
jail for many
years.
I proceed to get
scared out of my
wits, even though I hadn't smoked anything. In the dream, I thought I had, though as I look back, I hadn't.