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12/6/03 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minervasoloi had a dream last night that i was a soldier, and we wree fighting in a battle onwhat looked suspiciously like some kind of turnip (okay, miscellaenious vegetable) field, and we were getting slaughter. When only three of us were left in our regiment, we retreated, and I possibly got carried out because I couldn't run fast enough, but possibly not. The guy who possibly carried me was in charge of our group, and he kept yelling at me to get back into rank (for some reason I knew the difference between rank and file in the dream, but I can't remember which way round they go IRL). Our commanding person, who was a cross between Harry (mum's partner, who used to be a paratrooper with hte royal marines) and Giles from Buffy, was leading us to somewhere we could have a party-type thing and he would make us all go swimming, despite the fact it was the dead of night. We walked, we talked, I held hands with yelling guy in charge. he was a natrually streaky blonde, and his name with began with a J, or was a variation of Kevin or Keiran with a J in hte middle (visual memory- no idea what it sounded like, but I know what lettes wre in it ^_^) and he was very very fit. I thought about i for a bit, while my hand was tightly wrapped around his, and decided/realised that I'd fallen in love with him. Then the dream ended. I woke up, and it was several seconds before I realised this guy didn't exist.
So now, not so much heartbroken as pining, but still very very disappointed. He was literally the guy of my drems, and I loved him, and the damned bloke doesn't even have the decency to exist. *pouts* I also dreamed about being at Jaime's house, who didn't remember my name, and I had a very strange conversation over the phone with her mother, who was in the next room. Different dream though.
Ging to Chessington today! Woo! Been given £40 and told to send as much as a like, which is pretty much a guarentee I'll bring back lots of change. Shame the weather isn't great.
*murblemurble* i want my dream guy back! hurts. *murblemurblemurble*
So now, not so much heartbroken as pining, but still very very disappointed. He was literally the guy of my drems, and I loved him, and the damned bloke doesn't even have the decency to exist. *pouts* I also dreamed about being at Jaime's house, who didn't remember my name, and I had a very strange conversation over the phone with her mother, who was in the next room. Different dream though.
Ging to Chessington today! Woo! Been given £40 and told to send as much as a like, which is pretty much a guarentee I'll bring back lots of change. Shame the weather isn't great.
*murblemurble* i want my dream guy back! hurts. *murblemurblemurble*
