Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 8/6/2023
By briannagio
I’m having a second wedding day. I arrive at the venue in my wedding dress. I pull my mom over to a mirror and I sit down in front of it so she can do my hair. She seems to not know what she’s doing at first, so I tell her “Just do it the same as you did last time.” She combs my hair back with her fingers and puts it into a half updo. It doesn’t look the same, but I’m fine with it. I walk over to a table, which Blane is sitting at. I look at the front of the table to find a glass screen on it. On the other side of the screen, there are a bunch of random Asian men. It takes me a minute to realize that they are the hibachi chefs we hired to cater our reception. I catch a quick glance in another mirror and realize that my hair actually looks like a disaster. It’s frizzy and there are little lumps everywhere. I go back to my mom and tell her that she should have used a hairbrush. We rush around to find one so we can fix my hair in time. I go to the bathroom to pee, but the bathroom is just an uncovered toilet behind a very short gate. I pull my dress up and sit down, and when I wipe, I see blood. I’m immediately pissed off. I look up at a girl (possibly Alexia Williams — someone I went to middle school with) who’s suddenly helping me hold my dress up and say “Oh crap… not again.” I explain to her that the same thing happened on my first wedding day (in real life). My sisters file in behind the little gate and I tell them about what’s going on. I ask them and Alexia if they have any period stuff, but none of them are even looking around to find me something. Soon, more and more people are lined up at the gate. I yell for everyone to go away, but no one budges. At this point, I’ve lost my patience, and I yell “Would you all just go the f**k away?!” This shocks everyone because they all know I don’t generally curse. They all finally head off, and a some kids from the line start crying. I look over to see Zoe Tynan is crying and Willow Rene is cluelessly running around. I feel bad that I cursed like that in front of them, but I also still feel it was necessary because of how rude the adults were being. I look to my left and see a bunch of people filing into some sort of night club next door. They can all also see my pretty clearly, but I don’t yell at them since they’re not choosing to stand and watch me on the toilet.