For the past couple days I have been M.I.A. the reason..because I have been dead. Dead with the flu. If there is one thing that I really hate about life, is the time when you are so far away from your mommy, sick in bed feeling like you are going to die. Life this weekend...dying without my mom.
I really think everyone is different when they are sick, but there are a few things that happen to me it seems like everytime I am sick, strange creepy dreams. I am actually going to take this time to share with you the creepiest dream I have had this weekend scince I have been sick.
the dream:
I remember in the dream I had many friends around me and we happened to be in San Diego going to a John Mayer concert. I was so excited because I am a huge John Mayer fan, so there I was at a stage near the beach with many of my friends at this concert. I was in the front row taking pictures of John when I noticed this really really cute Italian boy standing next to me...................(It was this really cute guy from my school who is from Italy) so he was standing next to me and he started to put his arm around me, I was actually really happy for some reason, even though I have never really talked to him before. So Italian boy then asks me if I would like to leave the concert and go on a walk with him, I very stupidly agree to leave with him. My friends really didnt care and we went our separate ways. So I am walking with this guy and he are holding hands, people are saying how cute a couple we are. Life seemed perfect at that time. But something strange was happening...as we were walking he was getting older and just changing into someone else..it was really strange. This man now I guess starts taking my bobby pins out and saying that when I put my hair up I look like a little girl, and I need to look older and my age. I begin to get a little creeped out so then as we are walking down the beach I ask him how old he is. He just looks at me and smiles. I ask him again how old are you. he just puts his head down and says starts laughing. So I ask him are you in your 20's?..nothing....30's??...nothing...then I yell are you in your 40's???!?? (reminder this guy started out as this hot italian guy who goes to my school and is probably in his 20's but then he morphed into this creeper) and he then said yes. So I was creeped out and I basically ran away. He was following me..and as this guy was following me he was once again just getting older. So I ran to a group of women asking them if they can help me get back to point loma (thats where I was staying) and as I was talking to them the man basically was an old man and he looked like santa claus..but a creepy santa!! so then the women took me back to the school, I was safe and sleeping in a room with my friend when she all of a sudden woke me up and said I had a text message.. I looked at it and it said "why would you do that to me sarah :/" I looked at it and screamed...end of dream...
Like I said..I have creepy strange dreams when I am sick.
Not only was I sick this weekend, but I also went to see the fall play at my school, I have multiple friends who were in it, including the lead. It was a three hour play, very long and drawn out..but the acting was amazing! I was very happy to have seen it, and happy to have seen all my friends.
The hardest thing about the play was that the lead who is an amazing actor, well a few months ago I humiliated myself basically in front of him..and it is so hard to see him sometimes because I just think how much of a loser I am and how dumb i was. But oh well..I guess thats life.
here are some other things I am thinking about:
1) I hope I will graduate next year
2) 18 units next semester? YUCK
3) sometimes I really wish I got into theater my freshman year
4) I really miss dance
5) Why the Hell do I still like you?
6) I would marry Robin Thicke's voice
7) Why was Leonardo Dicaprio so cute back in the day, but not in present day?
8) wearing a bright low cut red dress makes you stand out.
peace and love
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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