Which is retarded and I don’t know why I dreamed it, because I really felt these emotions.
But when I woke up I realized that I don’t actually care, and they weren’t true. haha.
I was at home, either actually in the ‘burg, or Clemson (not Columbia, because I absolutely abhor that place now).
Sleepovers. Real big. Like, at someone’s apartment, and there were just a lot of guys and girls running around. It was like we were in high school again, but older, and we were in college. lmao. So i guess it wasn’t really like high school. but it was with people i went to high school with.
There was a second floor, or the basement. Apparently I had been hanging out with Thomas a lot, and Hayes saw me, asking me where I was going, and I was heading to find Thomas. And then he made fun of me for having sex with him, like in the ‘ooh, get it’ way. But we weren’t. Just hanging out. Or him making fun of me. or whatever he used to do. I realize in this dream I still had that 5 year crush on him.
Anyway, I guess I was talking to Rebecca again, at this point. We were sitting in a corner, while everyone was on this huge bed, watching tv (everyone meaning… like 8 people. I can’t remember who those people were, but it had a Thomas and a Charlene and a Heather.) We were talking and she was like, “don’t hate me, but I have something to tell you.” Don’t hate me, but… yeah. I remember that’s how she starts out her sentences. Most of the time. Or, rather, more recently. “you won’t hate me, will you?” or something. But I guessed it before she even told me. She was going out with Matt.
Oh hey hey, ding ding. I got really angry and blew up at her. Yelling and saying we were REALLY no longer friends anymore. Then I left, she didn’t even cry. Just laid down on the bed, on her back, with her arm over her eyes.
Then I woke up. And for a second I really thought it happened. Then I flipped over on my other side in the bed and was like, if that really happened, I wouldn’t have that reaction. AND if i really did, why would I have had a crush on Thomas?
I don’t care about any of those things anymore. So I just went back to sleep and ended up missing my 9am class.
SO THATS MY DREAM HEATHER. SO DUMB, HUH?
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walterheather said:
WEIRD WEIRD WEIRD.
Gah, I hate how the intense stuff from dreams rolls over into real life. Cuz yea, that’s insane. Hahahaha - but I hate how it has that immediate affect on you, even if it truly doesn’t mean anything.
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