That Wicked Dream

I had a dream last night. A wicked dream to be exact. Right after my weird but amazing dream the other night, this one followed.

Well it might seem normal to other people to have this kind of dream but for me, it's totally wicked!

Because it's all about Jed. Yes, that person! I dreamt of him and I hated it.

It was during our back to school years. We were having this really, really weird end-of-term-exams where Miss Timaan (never mind if you don't know her) was looking after us.

I was left taking the exams with one classmate and we were forced to submit it when our dean Ma'am Manalaysay went inside the classroom and asked for an urgent meeting with Miss Timaan and the rest of the division heads.

So I went out of the classroom, clad with two heavy sling bags (I defo didn't know why I was carrying two) when Jed went over and asked me to talk to him. And the convo went:

JED: What happened between us?
NEYM:
JED: You and me, Neym. We're supposed to be best friends, aren't we?
NEYM: Well, yeah.. Not until that Tara girl went crazy for you!
JED: Well, can I at least apologize on behalf of her and.. Neym, I want my best friend back.
NEYM:
JED: Neym, I'm serious! I want you back...my best friend back. Please!
NEYM: Hmm, alam mo, wala namang problem sa akin yan eh, the problem is youre girlfriend. You know how much she humiliated me when she spread this rumor that you and her broke up because I commited suicide, right?
JED: Well that's supposed to be over, I'm sure she'll understand, please. -holds hands-

Well ok, here I went, wasn't able to resist his..charm? haha! So yeah, I accepted his offer back on being his bet friend again. We sat on this mighty corridor chairs and started eating the foods served for us for some kind of a culmination lunch.

We finished eating and I called into him, asking him if he has an extra plastic bag because I lost mine. Smiling and without saying anything, he unzipped my sling bag and took out a plastic from it.

NEYM: Where'd that come from?
JED: You put it here before we ate, geek-head!

Awww, evil him! So after that, we went to his car on some mall parking lot (dreams are weird, i know. from schools to malls!) and he had a problem about the parking fee. He has to pay 1, 350 pesos. LOL! That was crazy! How can a parking fee get that big? And so, I paid the 350 and he contributed the 1, 000.

The End.

nuff said...-toot-

static goes...

But hey, haven't finished yet! When I woke up, I was wonderign why on earth was I able to dream about him? And why that kind of dream? That kind of conversation?

Am I missing him? Do I want him back subconsciously? Or am I just not moving on yet?

Jeez, I hate this!