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more dreamin'

this one is already fuzzy, even though i woke up like ten minutes ago:

part i:
everyone is sitting on a couch, it's night. my old friend andy is dating this girl from a different group of people- she's tall and i always told her she should audition for americas next top model (in reality). he's cuddling and whispering things to her, and i grab him and ask him what exactly he told her and he said he told my secret about the threesome (which threesome? this was unclear). i climbed on top of her and she said she couldn't be friends with me or something, so i slapped her in the face a couple times. i remember slapping many people in the face and biting their fingers in this dream- possibly this little kind of hipster ex-drug addict i know, possibly my friend cat, all because andy kept telling my secrets. i ended up outside, near my old old old childhood best friends new apartment- there were stairs in front of it and a sign that said something on the front. i think she wasn't planning on letting me come in.
part ii:
this had a lot to do with smoking pot, i think. i was running around at some new school place with all these kids i didn't know and i don't remember a lot. i eventually ended up at a book sale with diego. he was being a really good person and holding my hand, and then did something really honorable with a black guy and said black guy's child.
part iii:
i lost my damn phone. when i woke up it took me a second to realize i had been dreaming, and was totally freaking out.


not as much detail as i want but worth it- these dreams were very emotionally real and i thought the andy part was real when i woke up. it was strange how i kept waking up and then sleeping and having the plot continue like that. all three parts were linked, i just wrote them in chunks i could remember.

in other news, i have gotten into the college of my choice and snabbed a copy of 'I Am Charlotte Simmons' for a mere two dollar bills.