Something happened last night that's been troubling me all day. I'm not really in a writing mood but I'll try my best to explain how and why I've been so troubled about them (yes, them).

Last night/this morning I had two of the wierdest dreams ever. They weren't weird during the dreams, only after I had woken up was it wierd. It's hard to explain, but I'll get into that after I explain the dreams.

The first is still a little hazy (as is the second) and involved somelike like a party or concert for a band of somekind. Oh wait, this is actually part of a third dream which came before the other two. I was at a really cool concert and for some reason everybody was in their underwear. It wasn't that it was just me in my underwear, EVERYBODY was in they underwear! It was actually pretty fun. Of course after that I woke up.

When I went back to sleep, as I often do, I tried to go back to that same dream to see that end and as what happens most often I started having a dream that was kinda like the one before, but different in many ways. So I was once again at some kind of party and there was a bunch of people (oh, and we were all fully clothed). I was hanging out with a group of my friends from high school, but I can only remember a few of them specifically. There was definately Liz Chibucos, someone else, maybe one of the Kramer twins, and for some reason I'll never understand, Emily Zimmerman was there. We in a Giant crowd of people who were all just kinda lounging around talking and being very crowded... Now here's the part that creeps me out, I'm just gonna write it EXACTLY how it happened so PLEASE DO NOT JUDGE ME IT"S JUST HOW IT HAPPENED!

So were all lounging around, and by lounging were all kinda lying ontop of each other being sleepy/lazy (shocking... me dreaming about being tired...) and I was lying next to Emily. Someone got up and moved so we all had to adjust to get into a good place and Emily's neck somehow ended up ontop of my hand (not like it was crushing it, it was more like I was "tenderly holding her neck"{hey, that's the only way I can describe it!}) I wanted to move my hand away (we are rivals and I hate her afterall) but I was lying with my head resting on my arm which was pointing at an awkward angle (it's hard to describe, easier to show) so I couldn't get my hand out from under her neck. Now, as you can imagine, this was an awkward moment for both of us and Emily certainly didn't like it... so for some reason she started biting my hand, not hard, but angrily none-the-less. It didn't hurt, in fact it had the opposite effect and I started to get some feelings I haven't had in a long while... And then of course everyone started laughing at me...

Now, it didn't bother me then (well, it did, but only for different reasons) but getting "excited" by my arch rival is a little unsettling to say the least. Oh, and all of you cringing out there reading this, I've been cringing about this ALL day. I'd go into the obvious wrongness about this dream but I still have one more to get off my chest.

Now the other dream I want to talk about even less and boils down to this: I think I'm starting to miss Maggie... And now everybody out there who thinks this is wrong just shut your mouths because I know it's wrong, but it happened and no matter how wrong you and I think it is nothing will change that. The only part I can remember about the dream was I and Maggie in a deep embrace holding each other... she, of course was talking (more like whispering) my head off but I was simply content in feeling of holding someone close to me again. It wasn't so much that it was Maggie that made me feel content and at ease (a feeling I haven't in a LONG time) it was that I was in contact with SOMEONE that counted. I felted loved and warm with out a care in the world, it felt wonderful... I just wish it hadn't been Maggie...

Now, you can analyze these dreams all you want until they're so out of proportion you've lost the meaning but trust me when I say that thinking too much about these dreams is a REALLY bad thing. I've been mulling over them all day and I'm having trouble getting over them... The only thing I've been certain of is that I'm undoubtedly feeling lonely (at least my subconscious is) and it's starting to manifest itself in very odd ways...

I can't write anymore about it, I'm just making myself more and more confused...