I had the weirdest dream last night. I was listening to music with Tim, and suddenly Ben asked me to marry him and I shouted at him, "NO I'M NOT FUCKING MARRYING YOU, I LOVE POOKA, NOT YOU!", and then he walked away (not surprised). The scary bit is that I started to have sex with another Farleigh student. I woke up at 5:30am this morning, probably because my mind was trying to stop the dream (nice one mind). I can't even look at the student this morning - well, I could, but I'd feel really weird.
But if you have a sexual dream about someone, does it mean you have any feelings for them in life? No.
Does it mean you will ever consider actually having sex with them? No.
Does it mean you'll give up your current boyfriend for them? Definitely NOT!
I hate food.
Oh, mama 'mia.
I NEED POOKA. I LOVE POOKA.
PS. Kirstie B. Moore, if you're there, YES I will give you an LJ code and NO I won't be your pro-ana buddy. Pro-ana sucks - if you are one o' them, get yourself out as quickly as you possibly can.
PPS. Ben, don't fart at me you funny-looking mongface.
PPPS. Tim, don't wank in front of me.