Five Year, bro.
Okay. Last night was the first night I didn't dream of this boy that I mentioned in a previous post. I had a dream of my ex-boyfriend. He was my first boyfriend/first kiss/first love. The break-up ended up bad. This was all my 8th grade year/freshman year in high school. We don't talk at all or realize each others existence. I had him for two classes during my senior year. I am now a college freshman.
This is my dream:
In my dream, I needed to somewhere to live. I make a call who needs someone asap to sign the lease as his roommate dropped out last minute. to a guy who needs a roommate, and I ask if he wouldn't mind having a girl roommate. He says that it's okay as long as we keep our space and privacy. I agree. I sign the lease and move in quickly. It turns out to be the ex-boyfriend who had transferred to my college (he stayed at the college in our hometown). I freak out and tell him that I am dropping out of my lease. He says not to because he is paying for my rent (he inherited money). He tells me that he is willing to pay for my rent if I introduce him to some of my girlfriends. I agree, knowing none of my friends would actually date him as it's part of the girl code. A "few weeks pass by" and he ends up bringing girls home like crazy. I start to get jealous. I have a date and he gets jealous. I come back and find him watching tv. I sit next to him and place my head on his shoulder. "What'cha doing?" I ask him. He looks down at me. "Watching tv." I noticed that there was something his voice. "What's wrong?" I ask him. He then picks up my chin and kisses me then and there, and I actually like it a lot in my dream. Then I wake up.
Weird? Yes. WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
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