I’m pretty sure my life is at the lowest point since May of 2011.
If I can get through this semester then I can get through almost anything.
I hate what I am dealing with right now and it sucks that I am not strong enough to move on.
Am I really, seriously considering getting plastic surgery right now? Did I really just pick my desired surgeon based on the design of his website {which was quite impressive}?
Why am I so excited about this right now? My life…
I never believed people when they said that certain food or drink could cause more prolific or detailed dreams/nightmares. I believe them now. Alcohol intake {at almost any level} makes my dreams SO realistic and narrative-like.
Last night, I had 2 dreams. The first was about my secret crush {since Freshman year, omg} and how he left his current girlfriend for me. Sounds boring to the common folk but there were lots of intricate details and the dream only spanned one day, so it felt real. I even woke up this morning and checked his FB page just to see if it was real or not. Unfortunately it was just a dream. It’s ok though. I’ll live.
Second dream was about my family going to see a Spiderman flick at the movies, and about 2 minutes into the film, people emerged from the back and announced that we were the lucky theater who gets to pre-screen the next American blockbuster superhero film. They gave us a catered meal and we got to watch the new film before anyone else. I woke up from that one looking around for my plate of food that I fixed myself at the screening.
Moral of the story, I dream of my secret crush leaving his girlfriend for me and I also dream about surprise film screenings and fixing plates of food. MY LIFE…..