Dasey Nation

[BrittSaysMeow]

Okay, sure, he's adorable. Really, he is. I'd so date him if he didn't have a penis, (but that's another story for a different time).

So it all started off with me bumping into Casey/Ashley. She was ranting to me about how Derek/Michael was being a jerk and oh God how I hate him and DER-EK! and blah, blah, blah.

All I said was, "You're cute, sweetheart." and shoved her against the wall. And kissed her. (*purr* I would die happy)

So of course, she shoved me off of her and sputtered out some lame comment like, "OMG you're GAY?" and left, with Emily trailing behind.

So in that instant, after Casey/Ashley's rejection (She were both Casey and Ashley at the same time, as with Derek and Michael--Reality and non-reality combined. It was weird) I was sad, and somehow fell in love with Derek/Michael.

I followed him around that whole day, and for some deluded reason, he got past his annoyance with me and told me to come over to his house.

and I said, and I quote: "Okay! Hee-hee! You're cute!"

WTF. I DO NOT SAY THINGS LIKE THAT.

But I digress.

We went to his house, and he took me down to his basement where his band practiced. And then we start making out. Yes. Because that is what Derek would do.

I told him about LWD (while making out??) and he said he had a sister named Lizzie, and I told him he was making fun of my LWD obsession, and he laughed.

And then I woke up.

Feeling disturbed. Very, very disturbed.

The reason I can remember every last detail like this for this dream (and all the dreams I've had) is because I stay in the cycle in which you dream but don't go into the 'deep sleep' stage, with therefore leaves me exhausted all day. And I remember all my dreams. It's hard to explain if you don't know the sleep cycle and stuff, but that's the background as to WHY I can remember dreams so well.