Well, this all starts out as me being psychic, and for those of you who try and say "OH! Read my mind Mr. Psychic! Oh you can't, because you aren't!"... It just doesn't work like that.
Anyways, on my last birthday (July 18) I was resting peacefully in my bed, not a care in the world, as always about an hour later I drifted off into what I hoped would be a peaceful sleep. But it doesn't work like that either. I had a dream of course, I married a strapping young lad in a swamp behind a science and technology studies building.
As I woke, I thought absolutely nothing of the dream, when my dreams are prophecetic, they make a bit more sense. And I blew it off as nothing, I always knew I liked guy, but I always hoped it would be just a phase or something. So I continued to live my life.
The date, August 29th, the first day of school. Now, Utah is wierd, 9th grade is placed in Jr. High, even though techincally, it's still high school. So, my first year in the actual high school. I manage to find my way to my first class, and as always we have the wonderful discussion of "Granger High Dress Code" which is going to be strictly enforced...(HA!) Anyways, I see one of my friends, Sarah. I sit next to her, and we start discussing what it is friends who haven't seen each other much over a summer discuss.
As I look around my classroom, I see a strapping young lad, he looks so fimiliar, yet I can't just place my finger on where I've seen him. This question dwells in my mind until after my third period. Third period ends, and I proceed to go to lunch. I see him again, except, this time it hits me like ton of bricks, I flashback to the dream, and that's him.
Day by day, my obsession for this perfection grows. And when I say this kid is perfect, I mean it, I haven't spotted a single flaw yet. So I ask around, only my closest friend at first, Jennifer. I fail dismally, he came from a completely different Jr. High, which means, the only way I can know anything about him, without talking to him, is through his friends. But what kinda of friend is going to go and give information of their friends out? I'll tell you, the beautiful Lila, who sist next to me in my Computer Tech class.
Butat this point I don't know she even knows John (the strapping young lad).
So, I get to know her, and it turns out she's from Valley Jr. High.
We end up swapping MSN messanger emails, and one day, she gets on. Forgetting of my act of giving her my email and such, and as she comes on, my MSN messanger still says "Mr. Brown". So as she had done in class (along with like 9 other girls mind you), she starts interrogating me. And when she asks "Is it John Brown?" I just couldn't lie...
(FROM HERE ON IS NOT ON CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER, I DO NOT KNOW WHICH CAME BEFORE WHICH)
As it turns out, she knows him very well. Well enough to do me a simple favor. She of course, asked him if he was gay. Now, I don't normally judge, but he just seemed the type, even my friends agreed. When I spoke with her, she gave me an answer. Now, Lily does NOT lie. And apparently, John likes guys (yay for me). I am quite intrigued, but this sort of information caused me a day's worth of euphoria.
Now, as I have stated, I know nothing of when what I'm going to say happened. I also have a second correspondent for info on John, his name is Ralph. Ralph suspected I liked John, so he knew. But, John went and told Ralph that one kid from is English class likes him. Which is of course me. This is highly confusing, I do not know how John knows I like him, the only way would be my constant staring, which I'm sure did it.
But Ralph is how I get the more detailed aspects of John. I ask him a question, he asks me one. But John is a gamer, is nice, and random. He's only mean when the situation arises. So I like everything about him so far.
Remember Lily? My other source, John also told her that I like him...(who else has he told sheesh), but followed by "It's cool he likes me, because I like guys, and not that many guys are gay, and he's pretty hot too"...
And now here I am...








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