June 30th, 2009

1) I was in some sort of spa. Everything was really hazy warm and lots of pinks and purples and reds. The room was tiled and there were two big bath tubs. I walked in and the lady told me to use this certain product. Whatever it was, she had me put it all over my body and it was very very slippery, but it did not seem like oil. I had to put on these slipper things too because I was now too slippery to walk across the tiled floor. She laughed at me for some reason. I was not sure what to do, so I went over to a counter where they had a bunch of different perfume samples and I started smelling them to see if maybe there was a new one I liked. (As I side note, I could not really smell them - most of my dreams do not have smells in them)

2) I was a young Indian girl. Not like Native American, but Indian. The dream at this point felt very Arabian Nights. There was chaos everywhere and I could not find anyone familiar. There was a raid by bandits and I did not want to get hurt, so I saw a girl carrying a suitcase for the bad guys. She was around my age, so I told her I was helping her and she would act as though I was always with the bandits. She was not happy about it, but I was a little bit older and bigger, so she had to listen. We took the suitcase to a van and we were supposed to guard it. Suddenly this thug dressed in black appeared at the back of the van, which was open. He had two knives in his hands. Somehow, I was able to get one of the knives. He started mocking me saying that I could not use it and also saying "Oh, is that knife yours?" He went to swipe at me when two of the bandits appeared on either side of me. They each swiped his hands pretty deeply and he was bleeding. He dropped his last knife. I said, "No, these (meaning the bandits) are my knives." He snarled and ran away.

3) I was at my parents house, but it did not look like my parents house at all. Eminem was there, and he was being really sweet and nice to me. We were cuddling in bed. My mom walked in and walked right back out because she thought we were doing other things. We started kissing a bit and feeling each other. I remember thinking, "He is definitely not as good a kisser as Jon." After that went on a little bit, I was like no, this is bad, I do not want to cheat on Jon at all. And I said sorry to Eminem and got out of the bed. He looked really pathetic and lost like a puppy. He said he just wanted to snuggle and be close. I apologized again and told him no, that I was not going to do that to Jon. He sighed and got up. I asked him if he would mind sticking around for a little bit to meet my brother, who is a huge fan.

Then I woke up.