Well, too bad, Other Scott.
So last night I dreamt that I was at this bizarre and kinda creepy but still fun amusement park castle? (I apologize in advance for the style of the following post. I've been reading WattPad stories.) So yeah. There were pennies and they were FLUNG at people.
BUT the most important part of the dream was when I met Oliver Phelps!
YOU N00B! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO THAT IS! (if you do, you win everything.)
That's George Weasley, you n00bish little child.
So yeah!
I dreamt we met and became BUDDIES! *KidzBop kids scream "YAY!"*
There we are. That's around all that happened.
So at Shakespeare camp today, we choreographed the epic battle scene in which I battle You-Know-Who (not Voldemort, silly human-- why would I battle my master? No, no-- the guy I like). Yeah. It's pretty swell.
No major news on the boy front-- however, he did admit that he likes Harry Potter. AN STEPS IS MAED.
I mean, he chose me for a group yesterday?... Yeah, that's it.
ONLY 3 DAYS OF CAMP LEFT
ASK ME OUT ASK ME OUT ASK ME OUTTTTTTT
LOL, I have issues. Watervire.
Again, I apologize for lack of proper post. Is an lewzer.
O.O
ReplyDeleteYes.
I had a dream once about Starkid. They acted like I was, like, family...then I woke.
ReplyDeleteI had 2 dreams in a row about StarKid. We also became buddies and FunkWalk and I got pretty close and JoeMo was being funny and Brolden (sorry.. Brian Daniel Holden) was being crazy like always and it was so lovely and then I woke up. :(
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOSH, PAST ELLIE, I REMEMBER THAT DREAM NOWWWWWWW. That was a really, really grand dream.
ReplyDeleteAw, July was back when I didn't watch Doctor Who.