I almost forgot to blog about the weird dream I had last night! And also, heads up, I might start blogging about my dreams more often. I heard it's the first step toward lucid dreaming.

So, okay, this is gonna sound really weird but..

In my dream, I was in the middle of an arranged marriage. And it was to a boy 4 years younger than me. My entire family was pressuring me to marry this boy (whom I had never met before in my life). There was a giant wedding planned and both families were really happy about the occasion. My bridesmaids were family members and were so bitchy and ugh I couldn't stand all the stupid marriage stuff going on.

They were dressing me up and telling me what good things this marriage will do for my family and for myself. I can only imagine that I was being married off for the sake of money or to settle some type of feud.

I don't remember ever seeing the boy in my dream. I remember distinctly hearing his grumbling, though. Evidently, him and I weren't exactly a young couple in love. I was sickened by the notion of marrying someone whom I had 1) Never met and 2) Could have been my younger brother since he was young enough.

I imagine the source of this dream to come from my anxieties about becoming older than my latest fictional crush Zuko. I am so pathetic.

Anyway, in a fit of random lucid dreaming, I finally felt in control in my dream and during dinner (that took place at my grandpa's old house) with the two families, I told my bridesmaids that I hated everything about the marriage and stormed off, telling them to tell the families that I refused to take part in the event.

It felt amazing to stand up for myself. Though now I really want to know what the boy looked like. You know, for my own bragging purposes. Who knows? What if he was really cute and I later turned out to be a really hot cougar? Okay..not gonna go there.

But I remember waking up and thinking, it wouldn't be TOO bad. I mean, it would most definitely not be my first choice, but it could've been like that one Benjamin Button movie. It seemed gross at the age I am/was in my dream, but I mean--there are plenty of couples out there separated by 4 or more years.

But yeah. I think the youngest I'd ever go in terms of dating someone (given that I still have standards) is a year younger than me. Anything else is just weird to me after that, just because of maturity issues and such.

ANYWAY. HOPEFULLY SOMEDAY I'LL ACHIEVE LUCID DREAMING AND LOOK BACK AT THIS POST AND LAUGH AT HOW UN-LUCIDLY I USED TO DREAM. <3