So I had the weirdest dream last night. I cant remember all of it just bits and pieces but anyway Charlie (an old best mate from school) was in it. I cant remember exactly why but we (there was a group but i cant get faces) were all going to some big party thing and I was talking to Charlie about Chelsea and Roxy and then about school and then about who we think we'll end up being married to. Me and Charlie used to have like 4 -5 hour long talks about the most randomest stuff so maybe thats what that was all linked to but anyways... he ended up getting in the wrong car and i had to sit with the people I went to kwinana high with but i really didnt want to and he went in a car with the guys from knocked up and we went down different lanes of the freeway turn off and we yelled out to each other but it was to late and we were stuck going out seperate ways and that was when I woke up at a lovely time of 3.42am and all I could think about was Charlie. By the time I managed to quieten my thoughts it was nearly 5 and Marks alarm woke me up at 530 and so I grumbled my way through snooze till 7 when I had no choice to get up.
But even now I cant stop thinking about Charlie. I heaps miss him - maybe thats all this is about. I sent him a txt just saying hi and might call him laters but i have this weird unsettled feeling, like when you over a bump to fast in the road and ur tummy gets all shaken. Weird.
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