I was lying down and my mom told me to wake up to drink some tea, though I didn't want to very much. She had a larger glass and a smaller one I almost finished. Rather, it was powder. That lady on Facebook, Ginny, was outside the door. Then, my dad was there by an old computer. He was mad and drawling about what I wanted to do and probably asked me something, yes, that I forgot now. He said to join him for lunch. I think he was wondering if I wanted to be carried or like have a relationship with certain someone. I was gonna go out to eat and have a dragon with a small, circular mouth accompany me, like a purple, wet dragon, and it did, kinda like a big snake. It was nice. It turned out to be someone I know, well, my cousin. Then, her mom was there, turned out to be the older sister, who is shorter. Then, it was the mom, and I sized myself up to be her size and said I was bigger than them all. The mom was there, too, my grandma. Then, I left again. I think 1st I saw a version of 2 small kids from Mary Poppins, and I got the rhythm I saw, which was like a combination of German and Dutch but English and was complex and sick a bit. They realized I knew it because I wasn't American and then that my mom had European heritage, for so long in ancestry. Then, I was on like a building, a slim portion, like a chimney top place, like a ship with some boys, then they realized it was because I was white, had a Caucasian American dad. Then, I think, there were 3 dragons to eat us 3 creatures. 1st, 1 ate 1 slimy creature. It spit out like a shark tooth. It finally ate another. The 1st was small and kinda round. Then, it chased me. I had indicated to run. I easily glided a cro ss a pool that was like a video game from 1998 that came with the computer, an easy one. I was under a canopy. Oh, I forgot, I went on a ride that was voiced by Ellen DeGeneres, a movie, but we just saw the dazzle eyes, the swirls, in black and white, all over, like a friendly ride, kinda cheap-seeming but actually quite elaborate. My dad was there. So, I got behind his girl and held onto her sash, like a Dr. Suess movie girl, kinda thin, like Beauty and the Beast. I remember the 1st scene was long, asking me what I wanted and waking me up and having me walk around a large, somewhat dirty but interestingly furnaced hotel room, kinda orange with a big black window on the side. So, anyway, the creature got me and finally I said to "eat someone else." It's stomach, a section gooily crackered open and a ball came out under it and was reaching me, stickling, and I woke up, realizing I guess it wasn't gonna eat me, startled some people, and thought of Disney because it's on my blog. Something else I was gonna say, ah yes, I was going around and saw some kids. I realized I did Music Education and was full of something.
So, the kids were loudly rasping "Jolly Holiday" in a weird form that seemed like a combination of English Dutch and German Dutch, which I never thought of, though they were English, supposedly. They were holding like dark brooms with bristles. The girl was wearing the orange. I only noticed her mostly, but she was more European and physical.
Right now, I feel like the monster that was going to eat me, my lips sticking out a lot and kinda thick seeming from the inside. Also, I had 2 black therapists walk with me and asked if I wanted to go to Disney. They made it seem like an adventure. I said well I don't have any money, and they never really wanted to. 1 was about my age, maybe a month older or younger. The other was an adult with a girl in modeling. I've had other counselors here because of the mental hospital. The whole time, I didn't think about Disney, but I was at it, so I guess yea I mean I thought about it in that way.
I was trying to think of something, like someone carrying me, in the bed, and I was woken up and had to think of something more materialistic but didn't. My dad was giving me "new rules." Just to see him at lunch I think. He said I'd do something like weave poofy, dark things all day and then come home, but I realized I'd be too tired, even if all I did was sleep in the evening, 6-6 about? I was feeling like kinda gooey from the fat, having had bacon each morning, about 5 pieces not cooked much, in a microwave. My brother was cooking that before we saw The Hobbit for a long time, the kind I didn't like, the thick bacon. I decided I liked what I'd been having, the maple bacon. I've been having a pack of 2 frozen deep dish personal pan pepperoni pizzas like 3 times in 2 days spread out. Why? Because I want to eat fancy food and my dad didn't get it so I hope we go soon. I guess I'm weaning from my previous diet. For awhile, I was having fancy so - wait, in my dream, the monsters were in like a cartoony moat with probably triangular waves elicited - so bad soup in a can I learned to dislike, having it a lot, like before when I wanted to get like turkey, potatos, etc., and eat it alone. So, I had the soup with sauced breaded frozen chicken, Tysons, which I know isn't really healthy, for some reason, the breading and something in the sauce and probably something else. With Triscuits. I had those a lot in college with cheese. Now, I'm having cheese well crackers with spread or sticks with cheese but am liking the spread cheese better, just want some without peanut butter, which I had in the mental hospital. Also, there's cheddar crackers with peanut butter. When I went to the mental hospital in New Orleans, I learned to like grits, and that's what I've been having with bacon.
So, I just got up and noticed I was more European, from eating the fatty food and having more tendongs going to the floor.