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  <title>In The Blue of my Oblivion</title>
  <subtitle>Dreamer gurl</subtitle>
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  <updated>2003-10-08T17:22:19Z</updated>
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    <title>This morning's dream</title>
    <published>2003-10-08T17:22:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well first I dreamt I was at some wierd school, and I kept makign appointments to go a center to get help on my paper, only the days woudl just fly by and I wouldn't go, and I would look at the date and be like, how did the day change so fast?  Sp I tried to tell that t6o my teacher and she felt sorry for me, I think because I had a baby, so she made it so I'd pass the class.  Then when I was walking out with my friend, whi liked like our neighbor, Rosalyn, the teacher was tellign the lady at the desk about me, and how I deserved to Pass, because of all I've done for the place, and that she didn't care if rules were broke, she woudl pass me. Then Rosalyn and I walked to the car, she was pushing my baby stroller and my pants were kind of falling off my hips.  Then I look to my left and Joe's truck is parked across from us, he has it fixed up way more, and it would obviously needed a lot of money to be fixed up like that.  Then I saw him walkign up with his little brother, I hurried to the car so he wouldn't see me.  i felt all embarassed, beign at a community college with my baby and looking like crap..&lt;br /&gt;Then I was at my aunt Diane's house and sharing a room with lani for some reason.  I was laying in bed then watching Tv and Lani came in.  I told her the real world was on the one were CT beats the guy in the street, and I missed it lastnight, if she wanted to watch it with me.  She said she missed it too, and so we watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it connects?  I really did miss that espisode of the real world last night.  and yesterday i erad Kristeen saw Joe and he was too skinny.  I don't know whats up with that school dream though..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loves2much:1676</id>
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    <title>loves2much @ 2003-10-06T22:13:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-07T05:15:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well when I woke up i remebered a lot of parts of my dream but now as I sit here to type it I can't recall a thing...this sucks</content>
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    <title>loves2much @ 2003-10-05T13:39:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-05T20:39:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sm4.sitemeter.com/stats.asp?site=sm4olivia1hunny" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sm4.sitemeter.com/meter.asp?site=sm4olivia1hunny" alt="Site Meter" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:loves2much:817</id>
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    <title>bad dream</title>
    <published>2002-10-06T19:36:33Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Dreamt I was in a building with another person, this guy was chasing us he was angry and had a weapon, the building was all royal blue and white.  I went into a door, leading to a closet, but he found me, I fell down and he started beating my legs, something was wrapped around me so I didn't even feel the hits at all.  He left and I started looking for a way out I ran through all these doors, this woman saw me and started to follow me, she looked like a maid, I ran through bathrooms, and tried to lock myself in a bathroom, but someone was banging on the door, i found another door and left through that one, I ran down a blue flight of stairs, out some doors into a parking lot. A lot of cars full of families were leaving, I started yelling for someone to help, one of the families undertsood and opened their back door, a mexican girl with jet black hair was in the back, I sat close to her and slouched down so as not to be seen.  Next i know I'm at my sister's where I explain everything to her and Chris.  A guy from the building comes looking for me, we're on a really high bed, I tell my sister I'll call her, we were both scared I was going to die or be hurt.  We had no control over the people taking me.  I ended up back in the building, I escaped again into a trunk a family of boys were getting in, they were all laying down in the bed of a truck and I did too.  The people all came out and started looking for me.  We left and as we were going through gates I saw my sister picking up trash, she was looking around, she knew I had escaped.  I told her 'don't worry veronica!" as I passed but she didn't know where the yell came from and was looking fantically around for me.  We kept driving, and a man with a dog was on our trail.  We stopped at a hotel and went swimming, at this point I wasn't myself, but rather a 19 year old white male, among all the other men, the pool cleaned off my scent, we saw a dog so the woman in charge hid me.  She took the vent off the hotel room ceiling and told me to climb up it, so I did.  The man came in and looked all around for me.  He left, but nobody believed he left. they thought he was just waiting for them to leave with me so he could catch them, so they all left me there so I could leave later.  I woke up.  Looked at the time and was disturbed Jacob hadn't called me.  But was even more disturbed at the thought of my sister, I wanted badly to call her but she has no phone.</content>
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