Hip Hip Chin Chin

I haven't got much time so I'll keep this short and sweet, and considering Amy has had her blog for a quarter of the time I have, I decided to step it up.
So, I'll tell you all about my dream last night.
Yes, it was hot and I found it nearly impossible to fall asleep, but when I did, I had the coolest dream (only cool cos I actually remember it 12 hours later).

I don't remember it all, but it was something like this.

In my dream, Angelo and I were sitting at some fancy looking desk, like the one in that Simpson's episode where Bart transforms into Edgar Allen Poe's Raven (a Halloween episode I believe it was). We were re-writing the dictionary, adding all sorts of new words and phrases like 'wet dreams', 'fantabulous', 'fail' and of course, 'Love'. That was the big one. I look at the dictionary, one of those fancy ones where the edges of the pages appear to be dipped in gold, and I see a photo of Angelo next to the word 'LOVE'. Yes, NAKED. Angelo there, in all his naked glory...

Pause.

You know in dreams, how sometimes you feel emotions, and they feel so real, that when you wake up in the morning you don't know whether you dreamt that feeling, or if you actually felt it? Well when my glance fell upon that photo, I felt myself blush, giggle and then burst into hysterics.

Resume.

Well, I tried not to look at the photo for too long, after all, he WAS standing next to me. So I look up to find that my surroundings have changed. I was now in a backyard ( I assumed it was Angelo's) with a pool, palm trees and a water feature.
I hear the pitter patter of wet feet pounding on the concrete, I look in the direction of the sound and to find Angelo running up and jumping into the pool. He jumped pretty high...
May I add, at this point, he reflects the photograph in our dictionary, butt naked.

As he breaks the surface tension of the water, instantaneously it changes in colour- looks like mercury. It was pretty...The colour of the water of course...

I don't remember what happened following that because I woke up, sat up and ended up on the floor next to my bed.
Yes, I still fall out of my bed. It fucking hurt. I landed on what I believe was my DS or my new dance shoes.

Update on other things, for those who care:
1. My grandmother comes back from the Gold Coast tonight, and about bloody time too. You're not supposed to travel so much at the age of 74.
2. My new dance shoes have arrived, and they're prettyfull, if i say so myself.
3. Should be going to the beach on Saturday with the group (or part of it).
4. uh...that's all, my life isn't at all interesting. I apologize.

Well that's all for now, as I should probably get ready for my dance class.
'till next time,

Have fun, play it safe, keep it sexy.

- silent-j