so i fucked up. put off all my school work like the lazy pothead i am. i told myself at the beginning of the summer that i'd leave myself with enough time to do all this. yeah, okay. the last day of august is always so upsetting. it's not like i even go to real school... wow, this will be my first september not starting actually school. speaking of which, i better go re-register at old bridge soon before i don't even have a school to go to.
so i've been dreaming again lately. the other day i had a weird one though. we were all in a car on like a road trip, and for some reason TJ just kinda disappeared. i spent the whole rest of the dream looking for him too.
then, the dream i just woke up from, i had a new apartment. it was weird.. all the land in my area was seperated so differently, my apartment was right by my real house but everything was in different places. so i'm coming out of college (no idea what college i was in) and i walk out, the first thing i see is RONNIE standing at the door. nobody really knows who ronnie is. basically, a father figure from a couple years ago, a pastor at the church i used to go to. a very very close friend who i havn't seen in years since he went to harlem. this is out of no where, ronnie standing in front of me. and for some reason, i flip. my heart starts pounding, i gasp and drop my shit and just bolt. and i keep bolting and i don't know how but i ended up at dunkin donuts. and then i ended up in my apartment, where apparently bobby lives with me now. (bobby is from billiards, those of you who know him will find that rather weird) and it wasn't even really apartment-like. inside it was but from what i remember it was sort of a tent on the outside. i had a weird phone too. the phone was like a big part of the dream. so i see ronnie riding a bike trying to catch me and i think i met up with him but i can't remember anymore.
and everytime i wake up these dreams seem so realistic, and i'm so convinced they're preminitions... i really wouldn't mind seeing ronnie. i'm so much different now.. a completely different person than he knew. it would be nice to see him again after this long while but i know he would preach to me.. i couldn't lie to him about who i am, and obviously who i am i "need god" desperately. i don't want god or any more salvation, religion is not for me anymore.. i know he'd try to pull me back into it and i don't want that. he has no idea..
i don't know what this dream could mean, maybe he's gonna call me? show up somewhere that i am? or maybe i'm gonna get shitfaced and get dumped right in harlem to find him. who fucking knows, my life is crazy as it is.
so yeah i fucked up school yet again and i can't believe i have to start soon. i've been playing brain age alot on the ds, i wish i had a ds soooo baddddd. jesse borrowed it from heather. want want wanttttt
so maybe i'll hang out with steve today, who knows whats going on.
btw, i love all my basking ridge kids, last night was fun.