I'm in like a sort of gypsy camp.
It's really weird....I don't live with like my Mom and Dad...
I live with my Grandparents.
I'm sitting in the tent where I live
And then I get really pissed off, for no apparent reason.
So I go outside....
And then I see this guy that I got kinda romantic with for a night in 2008.
But he's two years younger than me, so I decided I wasn't gonna go there, because I kinda felt like a creep.
Anyways, I immediately feel so happy when I see him.
So I just talk with him for a couple minutes.
Then my Grandparents call me in so I leave.
Then I have some meeting or something with this weird guy.
He's like, one of the most "well-known" gypsies (among our camp, anyways).
And then I realize that my Grandparents are actually trying to set me up with him, even though he's much older than me.
Like, 10 years older than me.
So I run away.
And then I see the guy that I had a thing with again.
He asks me whats wrong.
And so I tell him.
And then he puts his arms around me.
I feel like I really like him.
I try to tell him, but I just can't.
And then I'm woken up.

All the colors were really bright, in the dream.
And, the color I remember most from the dream is yellow.