Dream
I had the greatest dream ever.
I was a model.
I was in Paris, on my way to model at this American Civil War themed show.
0_o I know right. w.t.f?
I went into the train station, grabbed a map.
I was a little late and didn't know which train to take.
So I asked this black guy who spoke English, and apparently I knew he did.
He said I shouldn't take the (R) train -which was blue, not yellow like in NYC.
He said the (V) train ::haha, ironic:: -which was green, whould get me there as well since the (R) was full and about to leave.
And the circles around the train letter were bigger than they are here.
And all the train seats faced foward.
He says he doesn't exactly know if the train will get me there soon, but then I see a bungh of other models get in the train with me. Lily Donaldson was there and she was really pretty. She was the only one talking to me because all her friends were talking to each other.
We got off, and then my dad was there.
And all I remember is thinking, wow, I finally get to make him proud.
He's going to see me walk, but then, he's drunk?
And we get into the place that the show is at and he sees this huge blow-up beer bottle. So he tries to steal it, but I say no.
Whatever, walking next to models, because I am a model, and going to a show with them
=
The greatest feeling in the world.