Another Installment of Awkward Lifelessons by Sarah

SO!


There I was, (in my dream) in the middle of some sort of fair. I am walking around, carrying this vaccum, which turned itself on and off without rhyme or reason. It wasn't even plugged in! But I digress.



It is in this fair, with this vaccuum that I run into our dear friend Jason, who it seems, is talking to himself. All of the sudden, POOF!
It's ALPHIE!!

He is talking to Alphie, and saying "Dude, I cannot believe my brother. Did you hear he's a male cheerleader now? What a girl." Alphie replies "Wow. That is the craziest thing I have ever heard." He then starts jumping around, doing round-offs, backhand-springs and the like. While he is doing this, his clothes transform into a Male Cheerleading outfit.



I am just standing there with "WTF?!" plainly written on my forehead.



Next! Jordan POOFS into focus, also in full cheerleading uniform. Only, unlike Alphie, he isn't in the MALE outfit. He looks at Jason mid-cheer, and says 'Ugh. Jason, you should know that this is YELL leading. Uh-duuuh.'



It is then that I awaken.



A few hours later, I call Jason to regail this bizarre story. He- mid laughter- hands the phone to someone else.



And who else could it be other than Jordan?



Yeah. So then I have to tell Jordan about how I had a dream and he was in a skirt. >.<

Awkward.
 
 
the moral of this story?
the life lesson?
 
do not tell boys that you had a dream about them in a skirt. it just doesnt bode well.

know what the best part is?

 you can be screaming so hard you cant even hear yourself,

crying so hard your throat burns,

trying so hard to let them understand you,

still. as soon as humanly possible,

they change the subject and pretend nothing happened,

and for all you know, maybe nothing ever did.




yeah. parents rock.


[on the posting page for this, i saw an ad for 'bipolar disability: can't work because of your bipolar disposition?' ...the irony of that stings a little.]