I had a boyfriend

Supposedly, I was working in the same bar with my friend D. It was night-time and I had gone there to talk about the job. I wouldn't start until the next day. I met a guy there; a rather good-looking guy. He was taller than I am, almost by a head taller, blond, with nice cheek bones and a beautiful nose. I got out of the shop and walked to a house that was just behind it. I don't know if I was staying there or if I had gone there to do something. He came along and we chatted. He had a wicked smile and with the first chance he pushed me on a bed. We did not proceed into intercourse, nor kissed, just hugged and played verbally. I wondered if I would have to tell him I already had a boyfriend. He did not look like he cared. We left this place and kept flirting while trying not to get noticed by the others. I was starting to like him a lot and I was thinking that if a man fancies me when I play hard to get and I reject him, if he might not like me nay more when I start falling for him because the way I look at him changes and therefor my face goes through changes as well. I remember playing a bit more of hide and seek and then unfortunately I woke up. I did not have any intention of loosing my little adventure so I went back to sleep right on. I found my self in the same place but I could not recall his face. I experimented a little but could not get it right. I was looking for him but none of the men I saw in my second dream were as good-looking as the first one. Pity. I woke up soon afterward.

Hospital 2

I dreamed I was taken to the hospital. I was not sure if I really wanted to be operated. I talked to the people at the reception but I could not remember the name of my doctor. I remember the name of the previous boss of P. but I was sure it was the wrong one. They led me to my room. There was a lot of free space around my bed but otherwise it was rather crowded. It was a very long space with beds as far as I could see. I told them I had just gone there for medical examination but they responded that we would finish the process anyway. They brought me food. I wondered why was that since I knew that before the surgery I would have not to eat anything for the whole day. I was worried I might get another doctor and as I was led into the operating room I straggled to remember the name and face of my doctor. I was further worried that if I let another doctor take my case he would get angry at me. I regained my senses and looked at my tummy. I had stitches in the middle of the scar but it was left gaping with caking blood on the sides. I could also see something white shining in there. They told they had to remove two more and therefor I would have to go the whole process twice more. They also told me I would need to eat some Rammen to get better and showed me the recipe. Then I was with P. and his cousin D. We were talking about my scar and I asked them if they thought I was cured. We decided to go to sleep. I was the first one to wake up. When I went in the kitchen I found food being cooked. D.'s parents had arrived and they had brought lots of pots and pans with them. One was left on the stove cooking slowly. It was a very small pot covered by a very big, heavy, glass lid. I checked if it had enough water and place the lid back carefully. I looked into the other pots and saw that there were potatoes cooked with rice. I thought it was a really absurd combination of food and that it might be a traditional festive dish, otherwise it made no sense. D.'s mother got up and I left the kitchen. P.'s sister with her fiance had just arrived. I felt like avoiding them. The smaller of their dogs came near me. As I lifted him their other dog came in and so did they. I greeted them and got out on the front yard. There were people playing tennis. They told me to join them. They were four and I did not have a racket. They pointed to the table at something that looked like a black freesby. I woke up repeating to myself the rammen recipe.

Room-mates

I saw that P. and I had decided to get a room mate. At first D. moved in with us. We were also sharing our bed. It was big enough for two couples to sleep. She brought a boyfriend with her but then she moved in with him. Then we invited Ei. She came over. We were sitting in the kitchen and talking. I remember watching a big black stove. I also remember turning it on and off again, but I can't recall what it was I wanted to cook. Ei. decided not to become our room mate and we kept searching. We were at a small cafe trying to find somebody. Then some Nazis got up from the next table and we mentioned that id D.'s boyfriend was there there would have been a fight.
He resembled a lean boy I knew that had bob hair, but I can't remember where we had met.
I also have a memory of balloons from an earlier dream.
The day before yesterday I went to bed before P. When he came I told him that our puppy has the munchies all the time. I was dreaming of her eating something that looked like batteries and bananas at the same time. P. talked to me and I woke up fully. It must have been rather funny.

I had my own shop

Yesterday I dreamt I had a shop. I had put all the things I have made in there but I never opened it. I did not even buy a cashier. I was going through my tax things when I remembered about it and I got nervous. I was thinking of closing down my business and I thought I should settle this as well, otherwise I might have had to pay a fine. I went there to see it and the woman that owned it- who was my previous boss- had sub-rented it to another woman as well that was selling my things along with hers. I went in to the shop and bought a set of ear-rings. I was selling them for two euros but this woman wanted to sell them for more. We had a dispute and I asked for a plate that was near her in a very rude manner. I got out of the shop and I saw a friend of this woman that had been in the shop with us. I tried to apologize and explain the reasons why I was so pissed off. She told me I had been very rude. I agreed with her and felt bad. It was time to go to work and I woke up.

poss suitor

It was supposed to be the carnival season. I was with my sister and my mother. My sister's friend E. was there as well. I also had a suitor. I can't remember how I got him. He was somebody's brother and he had taken a fancy to me. I did not find him appropriate though. He was very serious looking, tall and large-built and probably too old. He was very polite and I agreed to have lunch with him. My mother would join us. My sister insisted that I mascaraed myself. She gave me an old dress and told me to make a pony tail with my hair. I wanted to wear a brown bandana but she insisted that the character would be more accurate this way. The time was passing and it was getting too late to go out for dinner. I remember vaguely the man's house and that his parents were there. I remember a dark brown furniture with drawers and a mirror on top. My suitor was wearing a tuxedo and a red scarf. I looked very odd and like a peasant. I think I wanted to shock him with my outfit and put him off the thought of liking me. Eventually we got out on the street. Somebody commented on the fact that none of us was wearing appropriate shoes for our outfits. We were about to go into a poss restaurant when I said I was not hungry and maybe I would like to go for a walk or return to my house. This must have been when I woke up.