Rank: Ace Attorney
Joined: Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:23 pm
I have to write this down, because it was just so weird of a dream and I'm forgetting it by the second.
In my dream, my om and I met somewhere outside for something - it was probably winter, cause we had coats on and I recall slushy snow on the ground. This old woman bumps into us or something and begins to go off on us about something asinine that didn't even make any sense. I snap, grab the woman by the neck and tell her to shut her goddamn mouth before I forget myself and teach her what happens if she shoots her mouth off to people she doesn't know. I have her by the collar for a few seconds, then let go of her.
My mom told me that I shouldn't have done that and I, pumped full of adrenaline and annoyance, say Yes, but I don't care that I did it.
Then this woman's friend, or so, comes to meet up with her and apparently sees the aftermath... somehow, I seem to have turned the old lady into a PET juice bottle. Don't worry, unscrewing the lid got rid of the dent and the old lady was back in human form.
Turns out, someone was filming that entire thing and it made the news!
So, now the world sees me snapping at a woman. And I get hated on all corners. While I was about to pay for some burgers at Burger King, where my mom suddenly worked, I realized I lost my wallet! I rush back to where I previously was and see it in the corner of a desk in a library, just as my friend (who is Patterrz, the Pokémon Youtuber) sees it and says he was just about to call me and tell me he found it. No problem, main thing, I got my wallet back and it wasn't stolen. (Also, my wallet had a cool denim-ish blue-black design on it... when it had just been black with thin white stripes earlier)
Anyway, he walks me to the station.
All the while, he asks me about this whole old lady incident and I do go off on how I know I shouldn't have snapped at the woman, but she was yelling at us over nothing. That I was running on adrenaline and, when I do, I tend to have my brain switched off and say things without running it through my filter. Anyway, meet up with my mom at the station as planned and he leaves, mom and I heading off to go back home.
Mom also gave me her passport/ID, because she had been through the station just 10 minutes earlier and I was supposed to keep it safe...
At the station, overheard people complaining about what I did, thanks to the news showing the video a lot, and generally being dicks.
At home, I check the internet and, yes, entire forum threads (didn't look like this forum) have popped up, damning me to hell and telling me that I should "catch a bullet" and walk around in a vest (guess they mean a kevlar) and be worried about being shot. I wonder... maybe that's my brain showing me how I think people are hypocrites? Like, my telling a drunk-ass, old woman who went off on us for no reason to watch her mouth and threaten her with violence is the absolutely worst possible thing a person can do... but then people on the internet threatening me with DEATH is okay? Also, one of the posts said they know why I call myself "CJDLFC" (I have no idea, guys...) or it's "a really mean dig at the LGBT community"... hey, don't look at me. I never claimed my dreams to make any sense.
Also, maybe a kid was somehow involved... I'm not sure... I recall being terrified when a policeman called and told me that my consequence would be 50€ of a fine for badmouthing the woman... but another 190€ coming up from something about it. And being terrified of telling my mom about that.
My sleep-lacking brain - yes, even if I sleep, I didn't fall asleep until some time past 3 AM and this dream occured after I woke up, then fell back asleep around 5 AM - is so weird.
I'm going back to bed.