Dreaming up

At least I can still remember my blasted dream where I think I was celebrating my birthday but my cake got dumped on the floor. I called the baker--who was this hot long-haired character in a yaoi manga--who reassured me he can patch the cake up (the icing on top was ruined). Switched a scene and Dr. D--who was my psychopathology professor--invited me for coffee after school but got cancelled last minute because he was interviewing someone. A bit twisted especially since my emotions were rolling towards adoration towards the two men. Is that a clairvoyant way to telling me I'll go single for the rest of my life? Or that's just the dramatic side of me blabbering.