I want to switch studios again...Mama Shay, take me back!

DREAM:
So I was in Croatia last night, on a fantastically bright day. Everything was gorgeous marble and I was walking down a town street (no cars of course) admiring the architecture that was just blowing me away.

Beforehand I had just returned from a club the night before and was trying to take my friend to St. Mark's Church in a car with James (my mother's husband). My mother was at the club, so were cousins and friends of mine. The creepy thing is, I think my mom hit on me. I mean, she's beautiful but that's nasty. I think all the churches turned into Croatia cuz I was definitely in the United States beforehand.

In Croatia (walking the streets), though, I run into this guy at a bar with whom I had been talking online for a long time. OK, so somehow we just knew each other and started talking and trying to get to know one another. The last thing I remember is inviting Jeff to come sit with us, and a man in the center booth across from me giving me the thumbs up on my conversation style with this very attractive guy.

3 of 4 applications done...and my first orchestral score is in my hands. WEEEEE!!!

So last night, I dreamed I was conducting the Crunktastic Sound Express and, for some reason, had the group transfer rooms. As we were leaving the room, some very handsome guy walked in. I just remember wanting to have staying the room longer, so he could have seen my conducting (I would have tried to make it REALLY impressive lol).

Then, I went home to see my mom, and couldn't catch my flight back to school. I mean, I missed the thing three times. Somehow, my pastor from school wound up in my hometown in the car trying to catch the same flight. As we drove, all of a sudden we noticed this guy FOLLOWING US. So the fight to catch the flight turned into trying to get away from creepo in the dark colored car.

Alright, that's all I've got. That, and Stephen's singing at the Kennedy Center (no dream). How hot is that.