running off
yesterday and today both have consisted of mostly unplanned events that just happened. fotini had the house to herself and wanted me to come over, instead i had her come over my aunt & uncle's for dinner. We ate dinner and decided to stay there rather than go into the city to see Seth and the rest of the anti-folk crew at sidewalk since it was a little late and we were both feeling too lazy to go into the city. Instead we watched Olivier Olivier, which was an amazing amazing french film about a boy that vanishes and comes back home again...everyone should see, follwed by Titus, which again was an amazing movie but in a different more visual sense although the acting was surpurb, it was disturbing as Titus is - but didn't seeem all that disturbing compared to Olivier, Olivier.
We then came back to Fo's and watched her old homemade movies which were made my her and her friends on various bored afternoons, which were funnier than words could describe. We then watched the video of her last day of school [which set the tone for my dream]. She taught me how to play Jorge Regula [which makes me oh so happy] and we went to bed.
I had a very odd dream about being back in highschool and it being the last day of school. I was sitting in my english class we were all having some sort of last talk about things in life. And I shouted out "indie rock" and two boys said "yeah!" - these boys come again later in the dream. The next part I remember was grabbing GarbleGarble by the arm as everyone was walking onto a beach. He was all happy to see me, and a bit drunk might I add. I asked him what he was doing this summer and he was like "this may sound crazy...but Spain!" I was like "no way, to see radiohead? where?" and he was all "like Sal-eman-ca or however you say it" and I yelped in glee with our arms around eachothers waits. For some reason or other I leaned over and kissed him and he just smiled and we kept walking. We sat on the sand and I told him how I wish I got to know more people and he told me that two boys he was friends with loved the same music as us and lived over on a beach house just in front of the beach we were on. He told me to go over there and at least meet them before leaving school for good. I walked over there and sat in a room having conversation about Pavement and Radiohead and whatnot. One of the boys told me he was always happy to see me in class...and well I smiled and left. I got back to the beach were not many people were left. I had about 9 missed calls all from my sister, E, & Chrissy. I had promised to go to Chrissy's house so I walked over to her huge mansion not to far from the beach. When I got inside there were at least 7 little dogs running around yapping and her mother made me hold this grey poodle and insited that I brought it upstairs with me. The moment I opened the door to go upstairs...i woke up. How weird is that?!
beach? garblegarble? KISS? indie boys at MY school?! puhlease....this is why these things are called DREAMS.
Now me and Fo are going to begin our Easter festivities by watching Annie Hall and having brunch at her near-by diner, yay for holidays with friends!
We then came back to Fo's and watched her old homemade movies which were made my her and her friends on various bored afternoons, which were funnier than words could describe. We then watched the video of her last day of school [which set the tone for my dream]. She taught me how to play Jorge Regula [which makes me oh so happy] and we went to bed.
I had a very odd dream about being back in highschool and it being the last day of school. I was sitting in my english class we were all having some sort of last talk about things in life. And I shouted out "indie rock" and two boys said "yeah!" - these boys come again later in the dream. The next part I remember was grabbing GarbleGarble by the arm as everyone was walking onto a beach. He was all happy to see me, and a bit drunk might I add. I asked him what he was doing this summer and he was like "this may sound crazy...but Spain!" I was like "no way, to see radiohead? where?" and he was all "like Sal-eman-ca or however you say it" and I yelped in glee with our arms around eachothers waits. For some reason or other I leaned over and kissed him and he just smiled and we kept walking. We sat on the sand and I told him how I wish I got to know more people and he told me that two boys he was friends with loved the same music as us and lived over on a beach house just in front of the beach we were on. He told me to go over there and at least meet them before leaving school for good. I walked over there and sat in a room having conversation about Pavement and Radiohead and whatnot. One of the boys told me he was always happy to see me in class...and well I smiled and left. I got back to the beach were not many people were left. I had about 9 missed calls all from my sister, E, & Chrissy. I had promised to go to Chrissy's house so I walked over to her huge mansion not to far from the beach. When I got inside there were at least 7 little dogs running around yapping and her mother made me hold this grey poodle and insited that I brought it upstairs with me. The moment I opened the door to go upstairs...i woke up. How weird is that?!
beach? garblegarble? KISS? indie boys at MY school?! puhlease....this is why these things are called DREAMS.
Now me and Fo are going to begin our Easter festivities by watching Annie Hall and having brunch at her near-by diner, yay for holidays with friends!