Ok....just a slightly strange dream that I had to write so that I would remember

So it seems to take place in two different places. SLO and San Diego. It involves people I don't really know either (like Phil and his group of friends).

So it begins in San Luis Obispo. I think it starts out how today is suppose to start out, with me waking up and preparing to leave in a little while to go back up to the bay. I'm talking to my mom, and suddenly it's not 10 am anymore, it's more like 6pm. I'm beginning to kind of freak out because I don't know where the time went and I'm suppose to be in the bay soon for Anna's going away party in SF.

Then, I get sucked into Jose's car for some reason. What's strange is that I'm not particularly close to him. He's a co-worker and all, but definately not one that I would hang out with alone. As we pull into a parking spot which I assume is near his apartment (even though I've been to his apartment to hang out and that wasn't the place), I see Chad in a van with this girl Jose is interested in, Brenna.

Suddenly, I'm inside a house, which seems to have my clothes, but isn't my room, and Chad and Brenna show up. I guess Jose and Brenna kinda move out of the picture and Chad is trying to convince me nothing was going on between the two and that he was just getting a ride from her (despite the fact that he doesn't live here and I'm not sure how they would ever know each other). Then Chad said was going to donate a bunch of my clothes to the Goodwill, including a pair of pants that I love that just happen to have a rip in the butt. I was like "nooooo" and started trying out a bunch of clothes that I don't wear to see if they could be donated. I ended up wearing this weird was fluffy dance top with a clear back and sequined straps. I did a couple leaps in the air, back and fouth, then stopped.

Next thing I know, I'm in SD. Philip of WongFu Productions is remaking his Locked Out video, but it looks like he's there doing his thing, and there's a party going on. Or at least the planning of one. He's doing his normal routine from the short video, but it doesn't look right since he's suppose to be alone but isn't. Even stranger, besides the fact that I'm there, is that Chad seems to be there, and Carrin, and a bunch of other people that I know from SLO and Fremont. I don't know where I am specifically, but it seems to be a parking lot outside of the room where the filming is being done.

It's beginning to leave me now...have to type faster.

So I remember it's still 6 and there's still a 3 hour drive ahead of me that must be made. I attempt to get out of there, but somehow ended up in a van that was just pulling into the parking lot. Might have been Manuel's van. I get out and Chad tells me that Tweetie has my i.d.

I can't remember what happened right after, but eventually I was sitting on the cement border of a parking lot planter, crying my eyes out. Somewhere in between the trying to leave and sitting there sobbing, I realized that Philip was Eric (hence the crying). What was weird is that I think not only did it feel like Eric, Philip suddenly changed into Eric. He doesn't know who I am. Out of nowhere, he walks up to me, and asks me what's wrong. I look at him, shove something in my hands and leave.

The rest of the dream is like a movie where I'm not there, but it shows the effects of me giving him the gift, which was a mug. Why it was a mug beats me. But it had something written on it. Something along the lines of I miss you soooooo much. From loooo. I can't remember, but I can kind of see the way it was written on the mug. Anyway, so he goes inside the room and he's frustrated as hell because it seems to have sparked his memory. His friends don't know what's going on and they're still trying to plan for the party. They give him this huge box of assorted candies that has ballons packed up on top. For some reason, the packets of plain M&M's makes him remember more and more (I don't know why. I see M&M's as a thing between Tweetie and me).

I can't remember if it ends there. Or if he remembers. Or if he comes after me. I woke up. I wasn't crying. My eyes felt a little wet. My nose was a little stuffed. Strange.

I had it...and now I'm wide awake.

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