I hate some of my dreams...

Last night, I had a dream.
I have this dream about three times a year
And what happenes in it is people that I have seen that day...
They say my name.
Over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again.
I hate it.
Waste of a dream.
Why can't I be normal and dream about sugar plums or santa? But no.
It is random people, saying my name...
Over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again...