dreams
Weird, disturbing, seriously, fucking, real dreams lately.
In short:
Simon was being an absolute asshole, so I broke up with him, and then I was completely heartbroken. And everybody asked me "well, why'd you break up with him then?" and nobody understood my reasons and they all thought I was stupid for breaking up with him.
So then I'm standing somewhere, I don't know where, and this guy from my class
(who asked me out last year in November cause he liked me, and we went on a date, and we kissed, and I broke it off after the one date 'cause I didn't know how I felt about him)
comes by and he just hugs me and holds me without asking any questions, and I just feel so safe.
Then he says to me that he's single and that he'll wait for me.
And I'm kind of "well, I don't know" 'cause I think it's too strange to date two guys from my class.
He just smiles and I ruffle his hair and it's all springy.
When I woke up I was confused as hell, especially 'cause I'd spent the night with Simon and when I woke up I was like "WTF is he doing here!?" in my head.
I fucking dreamed Döpping had died!
Döpping is/was a boy from my class who dropped out this spring and now he's in Peru teaching street kids English and guitar.
And I dreamt he was d-e-d dead, and there was a memorial and everything.
I went to a bar/club-thing with some friend and Simon.
I didn't really feel like spending time with Simon so I think I ditched him with some other guys and I went to another floor of the club with some people incl. one of my best friends Kristin.
And on this floor there was flashing lights and colors and great mood, and there was this whole bunch of mime-people. Oh, they talked but that had the whole white face paint going for them.
Me and Kristin headed for the bar and I said something like: "Oh, man, I'd kill for a drink" or something while we were passing by some mime-dudes.
One dude was all of a sudden beside me with a hand on my waist, guiding me towards the bar saying something like "I'll take care of that".
And I thought 'well, sure' since he was cute and a drink isn't cheating on Simon and his hand felt kind of nice on my waist.
At a point his face paint disappears and he is really cute, just my type, and I don't remember the specifics.
But something like we're flirting quite heavily and Kristin's saying I should think about Simon, and I'm ignoring her 'cause I'm kind of pissed at Simon for some reason.
I don't remember if we kissed.
The whole thing was very much like the party last year for my old class where I was dating tall-one but he was being a dick and so and the party I made out with one of my best friend's older sister's friends. And Lou' got pissed at me, even though she had no right to.
Iron man tomorrow! Woo!
2 days of school left, is it really worth it?
Ska festival with Kristin Saturday. Yayness.
I'm so fucking tired and still working on this stupid chemistry-thing for tomorrow and fuck-it I don't wanna do it I'll just turn it in late *blaaaaah*
In short:
Simon was being an absolute asshole, so I broke up with him, and then I was completely heartbroken. And everybody asked me "well, why'd you break up with him then?" and nobody understood my reasons and they all thought I was stupid for breaking up with him.
So then I'm standing somewhere, I don't know where, and this guy from my class
(who asked me out last year in November cause he liked me, and we went on a date, and we kissed, and I broke it off after the one date 'cause I didn't know how I felt about him)
comes by and he just hugs me and holds me without asking any questions, and I just feel so safe.
Then he says to me that he's single and that he'll wait for me.
And I'm kind of "well, I don't know" 'cause I think it's too strange to date two guys from my class.
He just smiles and I ruffle his hair and it's all springy.
When I woke up I was confused as hell, especially 'cause I'd spent the night with Simon and when I woke up I was like "WTF is he doing here!?" in my head.
I fucking dreamed Döpping had died!
Döpping is/was a boy from my class who dropped out this spring and now he's in Peru teaching street kids English and guitar.
And I dreamt he was d-e-d dead, and there was a memorial and everything.
I went to a bar/club-thing with some friend and Simon.
I didn't really feel like spending time with Simon so I think I ditched him with some other guys and I went to another floor of the club with some people incl. one of my best friends Kristin.
And on this floor there was flashing lights and colors and great mood, and there was this whole bunch of mime-people. Oh, they talked but that had the whole white face paint going for them.
Me and Kristin headed for the bar and I said something like: "Oh, man, I'd kill for a drink" or something while we were passing by some mime-dudes.
One dude was all of a sudden beside me with a hand on my waist, guiding me towards the bar saying something like "I'll take care of that".
And I thought 'well, sure' since he was cute and a drink isn't cheating on Simon and his hand felt kind of nice on my waist.
At a point his face paint disappears and he is really cute, just my type, and I don't remember the specifics.
But something like we're flirting quite heavily and Kristin's saying I should think about Simon, and I'm ignoring her 'cause I'm kind of pissed at Simon for some reason.
I don't remember if we kissed.
The whole thing was very much like the party last year for my old class where I was dating tall-one but he was being a dick and so and the party I made out with one of my best friend's older sister's friends. And Lou' got pissed at me, even though she had no right to.
Iron man tomorrow! Woo!
2 days of school left, is it really worth it?
Ska festival with Kristin Saturday. Yayness.
I'm so fucking tired and still working on this stupid chemistry-thing for tomorrow and fuck-it I don't wanna do it I'll just turn it in late *blaaaaah*