It has been a while since I've actually remembered my dreams. This dream was split between several things. All in all, very interesting dream!

Part 1.
I was at a carnival or some kind of fair. I was in the bathroom and I believe, I had a huge dick. I don't know. I remember going to the urinal and my dick was HUGE. Then it reminded me of an old friend of mine and I was like, "I wanna see it now!" Well I go and leave the bathroom and all of a sudden Victoria Beckham (Posh Spice) came up to me. She took a book that I was apparently holding and signed it. I was like, "Omg, thank you?" Then I thought, "Oh wow, my friend is going to be SO jealous." I say this because he's obsessed with the Spice Girls. So I start following her because she's in a rush. I really don't know why I followed her, but I think I wanted to talk to her. She is fast! Then I saw her fucking husband. I lost her and he started running away. I followed him and turns out they lived in Modesto. I was shocked because I really wasn't sure why they would be living in this town. To each their own, I guess! Well...

TRANSITION

Part 2.
I was parking with my first car EVER, in front of a construction zone, but it had this nice building built right next to it. Then an old friend of mine just comes out of nowhere.
" Oh my god! Alan, I'm so glad you're here! I want you to photograph at this speech I'm giving later"
I'm thinking, what the fuck is going on here? I haven't spoken to him for months and he acts like there is nothing wrong. Well, I get up and follow him into the building. I put my back pack on my back and left everything else, which includes my new camera, in the car. I'm going through this series of events and I sense that something is wrong. I passed this group of shady individuals going outside. Well, first my friend spots them and turns out they wanted me to photograph them just in case they did something. Well, I take them up on their offer because I like doing that. It's exciting! I go walk outside and another car is parked where my car WAS and my car is GONE. I look at the guys and I asked them.
"Do you happen to know where the fuck my car went?" I said with a slightly agitated tone.
"Nope, but I do know where I want your back pack to be!" one of the men said, "And I could use a new cell phone too!"
"Um, hold that thought for a second and I'm going to go inside. Follow me if you want to keep check that I won't call the cops on you or anything."
YEAH I SAID THAT...
I went back in and everything was different. It was as if all the workers were hiding something. The administrations attitudes changed. It just was not the same and it was bothering me. Well at one point I went to the head honchos office. My aunt was there, I take it she was a part of the administration, well she was there and they were watching a boring video. I finally lost the guys and I realized that they were all a part of this conspiracy against me. Yes, I felt that there was something up and against me. It just didn't feel right. In the back of my mind I thought for a split second, "They got me a new car and this is all a ruse!"
Well, I didn't take it that way. I began to shed tears.
"You know what! I'm tired of all this! I am going to go out there and demand that they give me my things back and if I get shot in the process, I just don't give a fuck anymore! I would rather get shot than have to deal with all you people being so fucking shady!'

I start walking off and BAM!!

I woke up from my slumber. My eyes were watery and I was like, "FUCK.." They say that when something traumatic happens within a dream, the person wakes up because it's just that bad. I really wish I wouldn't have woken up. I wanted to see how the dream continues!!

One day...

Tags: administration, back pack, conspiracy, death, dream, gun, odd, posh spice, spice girls, thugs, victoria beckham