Hello you!

I had a scary dream about you last night. Nothing dirty I promise! We had a fight because I wouldn’t guard your costumes. You were so upset. Everyone was on your side though, so I guess that’s good news! Though, it wasn’t so good when they all got out cigarettes, and proceeded to try to burn me. It was very very scary. I woke up in a panic. I don’t think I’ve ever been afraid of you before!

I was so shaken by my nightmare, when I woke; I just knew I had to talk to someone about it. So I looked up my good friend Karl for some advice. But he just told me to stop thinking about that and get on a treadmill, because anyone over a size zero can’t enjoy fashion and thus life. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black!

So I decided to listen to the advice of Mr. McManus. Gee he can be confusing. I mean he’s great with word play, but working out what he means does my head in sometimes! He kept insisting that I stop talking! He’s just so bitter sometimes! I have to admit I was a little annoyed.

Then Molly showed up for a little heart to heart. She decided to tell me all about her weekend. All I wanted was a little advice about dream analysis. She just kept talking! I never should have tried to talk to the popular girl about dreams! I told her as much and she told me not to judge her. As if she’s never judged someone! Remember that dork that used to follow her round, before she hooked up with Mr. Popular? I’m just glad he found the blond girl in the end.

Anyway, not one of my friends was of any use! So I was hoping you could help? What the hell does my dream mean? Please tell me!

Thanks so much!

Alison

P.S this is what happens when I’ve got an empty day and the sun is shining and I’ve drunk too much Red Bull. Instead of working on something important that needs to be finished, First I web browse, Listen to music, and watch movies. Then I write rubbish!