"Christmas Wrapping" by The Waitresses. Good song.
Anyway, we're going to get my laptop today. It came in yesterday but Mom didn't tell me because she new UPS was coming and our dog likes to try to eat the UPS people. But we're getting it today, and Christmas with my G-ma is tonight. I kinda think she got me the fish tank I wanted.
Anyway, I'm blogging because I had one of the worst dreams of my life. Once again, as with two of the other worst dreams of my life, is was a fairly good dream while I was having it. The other two being the one where me and Aaron finally got together (during the Aaron craze of course) and I had one right after Ben died that was all about how it was a big joke and he was ok. This one was about Tony. Who I try my damndest not to think about. In the dream he came back to school, and the instant I saw him I felt things in the pit of my stomach that were so strong I'm sure I would have felt them if I was awake, things that make me want to hate myself. He told me he wanted to get back with me though. And then I woke up.
I hate dreams like that, because now I feel betrayed by my heart and soul, and I know that sounds incredibly lame, even for me, but it's completely true.
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