A Good Dream
Just woke up from an amazing dream. In most cases it would have been boring except that, well, I've been missing what happened in it. Really! I keep saying "You're the most terrible person," pretend to get hit and then start laughing. It's...bizzar...
Anyways, the dream was about the first day back to school. First amazing thing was that Dr. Heredia was back and we actually got to learn some French!
Second was that Alec not only talked to me again, but exactly the way he used to before I went and screwed things up. I couldn't tell you what he said--I rarely can--but it felt exactly like it used to. Yes. His eyes lit up the way they do when he talks about something he finds amusing and they shine in the same place every time and he was smiling and it was great.
Quite the contrast from the last time I saw him in real life. Our conversation was forced and consisted of about five sentances.
"That music on you're desk looked..."
"Hard?"
"Yeah."
"It is."
"Okay..."
Yeeeaaah, talk about awkward considering the teacher usually has to tell him to stop talking (though the teacher still did, because he was talking to Kiran or however you spell his name).
And then, when I was finally able to listen to what he was saying, he asked if he could eat lunch with us because he was avoiding Adam again. Oh my God, I could have sang. Those are my favorite days, because not only is he with me, but quite purposly not with Adam. Those are good times, and they were all compiled into a lovely dream for me. Thank you brain; my only wish is that the first day back goes something like that.
ADAM IS STRAIGHT. Whether that's true or not, saying that makes me feel sooo much better. You know? Sometimes I get worked up (about anything, not just this), so I close my eyes and repeat his facebook info "status: single; interested in: women," over and over again. Hey, it works.
Anyways, the dream was about the first day back to school. First amazing thing was that Dr. Heredia was back and we actually got to learn some French!
Second was that Alec not only talked to me again, but exactly the way he used to before I went and screwed things up. I couldn't tell you what he said--I rarely can--but it felt exactly like it used to. Yes. His eyes lit up the way they do when he talks about something he finds amusing and they shine in the same place every time and he was smiling and it was great.
Quite the contrast from the last time I saw him in real life. Our conversation was forced and consisted of about five sentances.
"That music on you're desk looked..."
"Hard?"
"Yeah."
"It is."
"Okay..."
Yeeeaaah, talk about awkward considering the teacher usually has to tell him to stop talking (though the teacher still did, because he was talking to Kiran or however you spell his name).
And then, when I was finally able to listen to what he was saying, he asked if he could eat lunch with us because he was avoiding Adam again. Oh my God, I could have sang. Those are my favorite days, because not only is he with me, but quite purposly not with Adam. Those are good times, and they were all compiled into a lovely dream for me. Thank you brain; my only wish is that the first day back goes something like that.
ADAM IS STRAIGHT. Whether that's true or not, saying that makes me feel sooo much better. You know? Sometimes I get worked up (about anything, not just this), so I close my eyes and repeat his facebook info "status: single; interested in: women," over and over again. Hey, it works.