Dreams can be funny. They can be such bitches sometimes and at the same time, they can be the best thing that has ever happened to you. And I just had a dream. That I don't know how to interpret it to be. So I had (this was from like 8th grade) a crush, let's say his name was Greg. So I didn't go to homecoming because I felt so sick and I payed for the ticket and everything and I had my dress and makeup ready and I just felt freaking terrible so I stayed home. And then this dream took place like 2 weeks after homecoming happened. Greg was like "why didn't you go to homecoming. I really missed you there." And I'm like in my head "What! What?" I was ding damned confuzzled. Like first of all he has a girlfriend in real life so that's that. So now I'm walking into lunch because he asked me this when I was walking into lunch. And he couldn't stop staring at me. And I'm like "K". So then my current crush (in my lunch), looks at me, and he has to ask me a question. So I say okay. He waits with me in the lunch line and he asks me....and the dream stopped there. Like I couldn't even know what he was going to ask me, and knowing my dreams and how mysterious they are, I'm going into school on Monday wondering what the hell is happening.
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Unrelated....but I wanted to say this. So I wanted to take a crush quiz. And they're like "I bet I can guess your crushes name." And I'm like "Fine, these quiz results are always humorous, so I say okay, let's take this super inaccurate quiz." I take it, and it guesses it correctly. LILYPOPPERS!!!!!! Don't ask me how this happened. Because truth is I don't even know how it happened. Just my luck. And the fun thing is, I don't even think he likes me.|Love all you LilyPoppers💥|
~LilyPop💋
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The Chronicles Of Being A Girl 2
RandomThis is the sequel of The Chronicles of Being A Girl. In this book, you're going to learn about DIYS, life hacks, boys , and on occasion: StoryTimes. I also occasionally just sit down and either rant or have a genuine conversation with my readers...