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Place withheld · 2011-04-12 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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I was with <PERSON>. She had a blue mohawk and was wearing black eyeliner and pink clothes. I was sitting beside her. We were playing some game or something. Somehow it turned into MC, and I was watching myself, but in block form, swinging from a vine across a large pit of gravel. --- I was in class. One of my friends was sitting beside DA. They had poutine on their desk in a tiny little cup. I wanted some. I went over to the two desks and the poutine was now on the corner of DA's desk. I decided to take some and eat it. I had my phone in my hand. I said something along the lines of "Sorry for stuffing my fat ass in front of your face." in a humorous tone. DA looked at me strangely, and told me that it was his poutine. He did not seem to mind, but then he said something in an angrier tone. I was slightly embarrassed. --- I was at some random ranch. I was riding a large grey flecked horse bareback. It had a black mane and tail. The reins were more like a lead rope attached to each of the halter; the rein was one, and it was so short that I had to lean over the horses neck to keep it from pulling on the horse's mouth the whole time. I was riding around some large hallway in a building that had many people, showing off the beautiful horse. I loped around. Then I tried to trot, and realized that the horse would not trot for some reason. At some point when I loped it seemed really fast, and I was having a hard time keeping my balance and adjusting to the speed. Eventually I had the notion that I had to prepare some horses to take my friends on a trail ride. I rode back to some random barn. It was attached to some pens. I accidentally opened a pen for the small cows, and one of them escaped before I had realized that they were not ponies. Alarmed, I quickly fought to close the gate against the other cows, and chased after that one, but it was lost out of sight. I journeyed out to the much bigger and larger pen, looking for ponies. I was annoyed at the thought of taking them two by two rather than funnelling them into a pen, but I was not sure how to go about that. Then I got distracted; the pen seemed to turn into a village, and there were many little stands selling food. There was one stand that was selling flavored eggs. I asked for one, but they said they had run out. --- I was with <PERSON> again in some large studio room. She was playing TS2. There was something drawing in cartoon style. --- I was at my house with KA, KA, KR, and DO. I randomly blurted out something about lollipops. --- Had an FA about having cereal for breakfast, but then realizing I would be really hungry throughout the day if i had something that was not filling like that.

 

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