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2/5/05
I was attending a party with one friend who betrayed me, though she was being very sweet at the moment. She spotted my ex-bf and thought I should talk to him. I went down with this strange candy making kit looking for a block of wax to melt to make candy soda bottles with.

Saw the ex sitting with an older blonde lady and said hi. He completely ignored me, and when he finally noticed me, I said, you know, I think it's really rude to completly ignore me. He said something completely lame, i'm just talking to my friend here. And I left, disgusted at the kind of treatment I was receiving from people who said they loved me.

9/28/04
i was at a family reunion. all my aunts and uncles were very hurt that i did not want to participate, and they constantly haranged me, trying to make me feel guilty. a good friend of mine was there, she cheerily soaked up as much goodwill of theirs as she could, disregarding my feelings.

9/5/04
i was living in a bus with a bunch of models. i felt intimidated and depressed. my friend b was there - she woke me up out of a sound sleep and while i was still groggy, started the bus, so i was alone and half asleep on a bus which seemed to be steering itself around the curves in the road ahead.

i stepped on the brake with all my weight but i wasn't heavy enough to stop the bus. i decided that i might crash if i didn't come up with a plan.

quickly i decided to turn off the ignition key while stepping on the brake. i expected the car to jolt forward and probably kill me, but it came to a gentle stop. somehow i had saved myself.

5/19/04
i dreamed that i went to an estranged friend and told her i missed her. i wanted to believe that she hadn't betrayed me. i did not have any clarity in the dream, even after spending some time with her. Her place seemed like it was hosting a zillion people who kept wandering in and out.

At one point, i discovered a back hallway which was decorated like a b&b, with a double bed in a room. I ended up going to a huge spiral convention center where there was danger of falling into a waterfall which was as high as niagara falls.

5/20/04
I was in the house I grew up in, and there was a man there who was not my father but who in dream logic, was. He had intent to cut me and make me bleed. I strategized by first hiding all the knives in the house, then plotted how to kill him.

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