Sea Camp and D Dad (D stands for David, his name)

Finally I get to post! I had a dream last night!
I was supposed to be in a sea program I'm trying to get into this summer. I'm riding backwards, laying down, on an off-white horse, through a vast field. There are other people riding horses, but in a civilized way (aren't I an idiot, haha). Then I turn right-side up and we're all going through this small gate (there are 2 different paths; the one we're supposed to be going on is through the gate). I ask the horse what his favorite music artist is (for some reason), and he goes through the gate. Then I'm on a porch looking out at the same field somewhere, on a porch swing or something, and my dad is below me, leaning against a pillar or something. I'm talking to no one in particular, saying random stuff, like, "I liked that horse ride." My dad looks a little annoyed by me blabbering all this junk, and I say, "All riiight, I'll stop talking."
Later, I'm in this long hallway that looks like the entryway of an airplane. I'm looking through my jacket pocket, which always has money in it, and I'm wondering if I have enough for a Kaskade CD. And I do; it's somehow now in my hands, and then I'm at one of the tables at the commons at my school, showing these people my new CD. My friend John also has a CD; deadmau5, I think. It's green.
Later, I'm in my room, only it's a bit bigger, and it's a house me and my dad are staying in. I'm doing random things again: flipping through comic books, surfing the Web, etc, etc. It's time to go to the sea school, and I keep saying, "Oh, no! I'm going to be late!" all the while dawdling. My dad is saying, "You'll make it." Eventually we go to the street by my dad's actual real-life house, where a bus is waiting. But it's not the bus I'm looking for. My dad tells me to get on it anyway; maybe it goes to the same place. I get on and get in a seat, and this girl slides next to me and asks me my name. I say, "Miley Cyrus," somehow meaning 'Fairly Shy,' as in 'I don't need to tell you anything.' She gasps, and I realize what I just said. Then I woke up!

Meaning- Riding a horse means I'm firmly 'in the saddle.' Horses themselves represent vitality, energy, and the power of the instinct. Reaching into a pocket may mean reaching into yourself somehow. Saying Miley Cyrus's name was odd, but maybe sometime in the future something about her will come up that interests or has to do with me.