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Dream interpretations, anyone please?

The last four days in a row, I've had a couple of dreams: 1) I'm shopping around, walking in a mall when I see a store that's is made of bricks on the outside. I walk inside to see that there's a blow-out sale because the store's closing and it has beautiful things but nothing's in my size. I was out of the store towards another hallway in which the same store has an entrance. I'm walking past there and ridiculing two guys that work there because they're preaching that bands nowadays only get attention through MySpace music and MySpace is dead so it's a contradiction. I'm about to walk into the store when I pat one of them on the back, when he swings me around as if to dance, when we kiss and start laughing hysterically. I guess in this dream he was my boyfriend, until he mentions that we have to hide it and I acknowledge the fact that, "he may see us." Then came a nice two for $12 cardigan sale and that's where my dream ends. 2) I'm on a voyage to India with my mom and some other mother/daughter duo I knew in my dream but not in real life. We pull up to this amazing looking airport, filled with people and start walking and descending staircases until we reach what seems like a train platform. It almost resembles a subway, except it was nicer but just as equally packed. I hop on board with my mom and the other women, when all of a sudden we're crossing the Indian contryside and the train becomes a rickety, old, cheap looking train. Everyone's standing or sitting on the floor, when I take out my SLR camera and start taking pictures of my mom. Then I realize I shouldn't take too many pictures because I didn't have that much space on my memory card and I had no laptop to upload my pictures on until I got home. We step off from the train and continue to move through these Indian slums, with gravel and old buildings falling apart, children running barefoot in dirty streets and starved dogs. I found it beautiful nonetheless. We walk into a little convenience store which was full of grains and it just so happened it was also our hotel. Now, I'm accompanied by friends, no longer my mom and the other mom/daughter duo. We cross this tiny little space, (about the size of a cubicle) towards the outside, which just so happened to have about four full-sized mattresses pushed together on the floor, which were out beds. We lay in them and discuss what it is that we're going to do. We finally decide we're going to eat, and I wake up. 3) The third dream I don't remember as clearly, but rather fractions of it. It seems to me that I was in college, and I was in love with this other guy, whom I was having an affair with. We slept together, had a relationship and planned to be together. The problem is, I had a boyfriend already. Although the guy I'm in love with is flawless and everything I've looked for, I can't seem to break it off with my boyfriend for some odd, unknown reason. I can remember at one point I was with the other guy and my boyfriend came and said we were leaving. I left with my boyfriend in his yellow car. He was very possessive and told me to get in the car. We began driving and some other girl was in the backseat, when we pull up to a car with girls flashing at us. The car speeds up when the light turned green and my boyfriend took a turn, in which I decided to take off my clothes and expose my nudity to everyone. We ended up going to someone's house which was designed in a strange way. We walked in and there was a mural in front of a staircase. My boyfriend told me I had to look past the mural to find my best friend in the dream, which was my boyfriend's mistress. He lifted me up, and I peaked over calling her name out. He put me down and said to find her, that we had to get going. I somehow managed to end up on the other side of the wall, which was my best friend's bed room split up throughout the staircase. Each level was a different section of the bedroom. I call for my boyfriend from the otherside of the wall, telling him goodbye and that I loved him, kissing him twice and calling him "baby." I went to the portion of my friend's bedroom that contained her bed, in which she was getting dressed and turned to me and said, "you know you're a hypocrite for doing this to him." (By him, it was referring to the guy I was truly in love with). She kept saying that I was a hypocrite for saying that I wanted to be with the other guy, yet I'd never break up with my current boyfriend and tell him that I loved him when I didn't. I defended myself by saying that she was my best friend but a hypocrite as well because she was the "mistress" in my relationship with my boyfriend, which she defended by saying that it was because she owed it to my boyfriend after what he did for her, even though she didn't agree with it. That's when I wake up. 4) The fourth dream is more like a nightmare. All I can remember is seeing a very strange clip on an email. It consists of this ocean storm and a house at the bottom of the c

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1. thats kinda strange and I don't know what else to tell you. Sorry