I had a dream recently, and I still laugh lots at it.
So I dreamed that my guy friend and I were BEST FRIENDS. Like better than my 'wife' or and that's saying something. Location of Dream: Our school. So, suddenly, he has a mini-emotional melt down and is almost to tears. I freak! I worry my brains out, asking him what's wrong but he brushes me off. Somehow I found out was/told by our two classmates (our friends/classmates in real life) that he was upset about his girlfriend. I was shocked from just that. However, there's more. He was upset 'cause he was cheating on her with another girl. (We both know both these 'girlfriends' because we take classes with them.... but they wouldn't exactly go out... not even friends really...) I was so shocked, but mainly pissed the F off!
I couldn't believe he kept so much info from me, I was his bff (in dreamland ) and everyone else knew about him DATING in the first place. Couldn't believe I was left out. So I walked down the hall, going to confront/beat the crap out of him as I saw him unsuspecting anything and fiddling his lock. Suddenly out of freaking nowhere my acquittance blocks my paths, saying to my he had something to tell me, with this serious/worried expression. I brushed him off and told him 'Not now' However, the moment I touched him everything disappeared and I was at a water-park with a bunch of strangers. I felt so without control, so useless, powerless. I wanted to kick some serious ass. It was funny though, how my dream was like a movie and my friends/acquaintances/classmates were the stars. The cherry to my odd ice-cream was that after I told the real guy my dream he apologized for his dream-self's meanie actions. Hilarious. Gotta ~ that guy, gosh.

Anyways, everytime I leave DA to try and 'find myself, my style' I end up drawing nothing... so I'm back. So apparently, I'm passing all my classes <shocked> I'M EVEN GETTING A "B" IN GEOMETRY. <DOUBLE SHOCK> I thought I failed a test, one that I took the day I just got back in school from being sick and confused, apparently I passed...so suck on that Mr. Math teacher. (He's such a deuce really, my goodness) I missed three school days which is like a lifetime of extra work so I'm still trying to catch up but it's midterm of the first term so I'm not bleeding with worry. Though I should concern myself with Physics and Latin... but I suck and I'm mad lazy... so you see where that leads.
I love my History, English, and Spanish teacher the mostest. My Spanish has been the same person for the last two years, which is awesome so I'm used to her grading system and we're like bifles. So funny, the other day I showed her my newest sketchbook and she told me she was proud of me. Then she said 'That sounds weird but... I don't know, I just am.' or something jajaja. I thought it sounded weird but I wasn't gonna judge. My English teacher likes me for my art too. She stopped class for 'a commercial break' and got me to tell my class how I was selling my art (which they didn't care but it was very nice of her) And History's just funny. There are two Will's in my class, and they sit pretty close to each other. My teacher calls for Will to answer a question (they're both smart and both raise there hands usually) Then they're all "Which Will", they also find giving her a hard time equivalent to a sport, hilarious. Best part, she'll joke with them too. She once took off her necklace to show Arabian art and told us she wanted it back or she'd hunt us down and kill us, one of the Wills said "Yeah, Stanley" (another kid that fools around).
So far I like this year. I went for an audition at the MFA with . The same place/class as last year, and the teacher is the same, Renato. He was very happy to see us. Also, my art teacher who used to work at my school, Byron, is assisting. So it's like my art fathers in one room. It's so awkward watching them stand next to each other. My eyes hurt. (Not really [maybe just a tad] ) I told Renato, 'Just say yes' for our acceptance and he chuckled and said "Of course, yes" I was just joking but , my amiga Barbara, and I didn't have to do an interview we already knew, loved and were loved by the two that would be teaching us. They looked at our sketchbooks and were shocked by how we changed, don't wanna sound cocky but they were very proud. I made new friends, Eric and Karon. Karon just started 2 weeks ago with drawing and he already gets anatomy <jealous> and Eric makes up the awesomest symbols yet to be seen in tattoo parlors. Told him to draw me 96 symbol for my mafia tattoos for Halloween. Made him my bifle in a quick minute lolz. Best part, our (Alice's, Barbara's and mine) friend from last year, Ramón returned. We were all so shocked since he disappeared without a word and then poof, like magic he's back. Told us how he had to work. Story is sadder but in respect... it's nonya business hah sorries. I was so happy that day, I accidentally took the long way home (at night which isn't smart, but I had a dumb grin on my face anyways not paying attention)
END OF MY LONGEST JOURNAL ENTRY EVER!!!!