Mindsay Mohan (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mindsaymohan) wrote,@ 2008-03-11 00:07:00 |
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cherub rock
I had a strange dream last night, and this morning when I woke up and fell back to sleep. The first one had to do with fashion, and I was on Project Runway, and I couldnt sew, like I didnt have a lot of time, but I just couldnt sew. I dont know if it was me lying to them, or at that moment my sewing skills went somewhere, but i couldnt bring myself to sew. And it was in a basement, or a bunker. It was somewhere in this house. Very weird.
My second dream, had to do with someone I know. They texted me to go to dinner and movie with them. I remember holding my phone and seeing the brightly lit lcd screen with the message for all of that on a Thursday night. I remember the sensation in my dream of smiling. I remember the sensation of being really happy with the text message and person. When I woke up, I tried to push it out of my head because it'll just have me hoping that, that actual person will text me that. Which wont happen. Why? Because, that's why. I mean, I know for legit facts that this wont happen. But still, no hope in getting my lil heart ready to soar when it'll just get shot down again.
how meh.
And where the hell is my anonymous reader, huh? Where are you?! It really is doing my head in, that I dont know who you are, but you know me and people who have known me. Unless of course, it's a prank, in which case, keep reading, but quit commenting. blah, all of a sudden i'm in a pissy mood. grr.
I had a strange dream last night, and this morning when I woke up and fell back to sleep. The first one had to do with fashion, and I was on Project Runway, and I couldnt sew, like I didnt have a lot of time, but I just couldnt sew. I dont know if it was me lying to them, or at that moment my sewing skills went somewhere, but i couldnt bring myself to sew. And it was in a basement, or a bunker. It was somewhere in this house. Very weird.
My second dream, had to do with someone I know. They texted me to go to dinner and movie with them. I remember holding my phone and seeing the brightly lit lcd screen with the message for all of that on a Thursday night. I remember the sensation in my dream of smiling. I remember the sensation of being really happy with the text message and person. When I woke up, I tried to push it out of my head because it'll just have me hoping that, that actual person will text me that. Which wont happen. Why? Because, that's why. I mean, I know for legit facts that this wont happen. But still, no hope in getting my lil heart ready to soar when it'll just get shot down again.
how meh.
And where the hell is my anonymous reader, huh? Where are you?! It really is doing my head in, that I dont know who you are, but you know me and people who have known me. Unless of course, it's a prank, in which case, keep reading, but quit commenting. blah, all of a sudden i'm in a pissy mood. grr.
