Sigh to the damn extreme.
Ugh I miss my outside life and everyone involved.
Last night I talked to Jim for the first time in a while. I cried cause I missed him so much, hes like the first person to put an actual smile on my face here in PA. And, no, I don't care what my friends or anyone else says, I love him and he's such an awesome guy and he will always be so friggin special to me. He gives the most awesome hugs and he's so funny and his energy is just so awesome it makes me smile even when I think about it. And Ashley, oh sweetie I miss you so much!! I've been so lonely here and I just miss all those awesome times we had together. There are too many to count, but I will always have room for more memories. I hope those memories are coming soon, because I can't stand that I'm being torn apart from my best friend since 3rd grade over this stupid moving shit. Bffl Tink, I love you!!!!
The only time I'm truely happy is in my dreams.
I had this really weird but really good dream that my mother just had to wake me up from. It was kinda played out like a movie too, it was really weird. It started out I was on a huge ship with this dude name Gavin. Apparently he was like my boyfriend or something, and he kinda looked like a mix of Nick and Ashton Kutcher. Anyways, so we're on this boat and I meet this little French boy (who spoke english) named Avery (yea okay so everyone has names, this has never happened before in my dreams.) whos sitting in one of the life boats or whatever. And he's one of those little kids whos really smart, and he didn't have parents. So he was hanging out with me and Gavinman and then this ship stops at this island. And in the background some dude was telling this legend about this island we were getting off at about some huge black and orange turantula that only protected a very special person picked by some God or whatever. So we all get off this ship and the boy Avery grabs me by the hand and kept telling me "go back, you have to go back now!" I didn't listen, so Avery jumped into this row boat and the Gavin dude picked him up and we walked off. Then there was like a scream, and the ship was like sailing off without everyone. So we were all stranded on this island, that was inhabitted when we got there, but then when the ship left, it was just passangers. Then I walked away somewhere and this lady comes up to me and goes "you aren't going to like this... run! over there!" so I ran around this corner and there is a crowd of people beating Avery to the ground. So I ran in and pulled him out of there and some girl kicked me so I slapped her and everyone got real quiet. Then I was yelling "who did this? who started this?" when some black dude with like really short dreads comes up to me and says "I did." and just smiles. So I beat the shit outta him. Then later on, Gavin comes up to me yelling about how the (yea get this...) Town of Brookhaven was coming to save us. ::laughs ass off:: okay that was a little awkward. Thats when people started dying. Random people just dropped dead during the night while everyone slept. So then in the morning this ship comes and it looks like one of the Port Jeff ferries. So as all 3 of us are getting on I see the black dude who started the fight and he was holding the door for Avery and I. So when I turned around to say "thank you." he was gone, and I looked down and all I saw was this black and orange tarantula. Then Gavin and I adopted Avery and my mother woke me up. Okay two things. 1.Gavin wasn't bad looking for my imagination to come up with, so props to my imagination. 2. Avery was a cute kid, even if he was French, once again props to my imagination for that.
Big LI drama.
Okay so heres the story. Ken's b-day is on the 20th. Well Artie calls today and says "why don't you guys come down the 20th for the weekend?" My mom says "okay not a bad idea we'll consider it."even though I kept yelling at her about his b-day party. So then she's like "well... we could go back and leave you here if you really want to go that badly." So since Ash's mom hasn't called, and I'm definately going to Ken's b-day cause like hell I'm missing that, I'm either A. not going the weekend of the 14th, or B. I'm not going at all. AAAAH, THANKS LIFE, KICK ME WHILE I'M DOWN WHY DON'T YAH!? I was already stressing about going to 2 b-days in one month, especially 16ths. But now I might not go back to LI!?! I really hope things go over well. Or I die.
Okay. Dream covered. Story explained. Leave comments.
*Neesie