I had met this really great looking guy, real cute. And we started going out, and he was so sweet too, literally the man of my dreams, perfect. It was indescribable how happy I was. We had been going out for a long time, and we were on a bus going to Paris (haha think about it, I live in the US) for a school trip. I was telling him how much I loved him and how happy I was, and how at first it had been the "cuteness" that attracted me to him but now I really loved him. I was crying and all emotional, and we were just holding each other, sitting in the bus seat.
When we got to the hotel he snuck his stuff into a closet in the hall outside my room. I was rooming with Meg Shafer, Jen Pino and Erin Wolowic. There was only one huge bed so we had to sleep two on one end and 2 on the other. The guy (my dream guy didn't have a name, haha) was looking in the closet and he couldn't find his sweater. He had only put one thing in the closet though, the rest was old lady clothes and about 6 of the same Old Navy tank top and like 5 copies of this other shirt...
all of a sudden my dream switched into a new "scene"...we were in the middle of something before and it just changed. it was like a commercial...
