I like this guy. I stood in the shower today thinking, he is the Benedict to my Beatrice, the Fitzwilliam to my Elizabeth an most of all he is the Knightly to my Emma. We bicker and fight, his predjudice and my pride were the defining factor of our first year of what became friendship, and now at every moment I wait either for badly done or in a ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed I was at college, but it was laid out more like a boarding school with rooms each with three canopy beds. I shared my room with Kami and Courtney. We were involved in the school choir. We went out to sing and were stood outside in the dark behind Ken and Ben. They moved so we could see the director and Ken smiled down at me.

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So last night I dreamed I was at a modern or even futuristic boarding school, but we all wore Elizabethan or Tudor style clothes. My best friend Kami (who was also the black widow, popped into my room to warn me I was running late. We walked out and rushed to class. Once we got to class, the only seat left near the front was next to Matt (who was ( Read more... )

I have had several odd dreams since the last one, but generally until today I forgot the rest of them. I was at an opera house serving as the ladies maid and secretly the singing voice of the opera star. At the interval I sat with the director, who was also the leading man, and his best friend Paul James. Paul and I got to talking about parts and ( Read more... )

I have now had a series of three dreams about M. The first was as follows...

I was standing waiting by a farm house in a town I know from home. The large brick house I was standing in front of seemed to be one of the last remaining survivors. It looked like a post apocalyptic movie. M came down the hill and he and I put on our bags and headed on the ( Read more... )

There was a girl called Maya who had fair skin and long dark hair. She had once been free but she had been enslaved in a parallel time travel world. She freed herself from a slave ship. She also saved two rich men from a bomb on a sailing slave ship which was a cross between a of the Caribbean and a modern vessel. It was housed under a series of ( Read more... )

Poor M. Technology is against him. I can see when he has seen things and the fact that he has not responded bugs me

I am so very tempted to give this to M and C. I realized today I wish they really knew how I felt but I'm positive this would not go over well with them. In the positive side I feel better than I have less depressed and a little less probe to anxiety. Those are good steps in a lonely time .

I have already sent m one needy email this semester while he is abroad so I will draft my thoughts here.

M,
It is late here and probably early there but I thought of you. I sat in the dark of my room and thought for a moment I heard spring peepers. I swear for a moment you and PJ and I were sitting I you room waiting for C waiting to watch ( Read more... )

I want to be able to write funny anecdotes about dreams but recently I can only see the leaving. The whole semester has been a big goodbye to M, K, this kid Danny we just met, to JJ, to my sister, to my family and I feel hurt and jealous. I feel like I am left to feel depressed and alone with the friend who doesn't understand why my goldfish won't ( Read more... )