running through the PE hall into this basement that emerges at the start of my school's english corridor, i continue to run down to the end where the UA cast is milling about. I kind of shrug off Gerard and Robert FOR SOME FUCKING REASON DREAM ME WYD and totally fangirl over Ellen. I squealed and asked her for her autograph, pulling out my shark notebook. I spent ten minutes flipping through it, trying to find a blank page whilst Ellen loomed over my shoulder and i apologised profusely. I eventually couldn't find a blank page and ended up asking Ellen for some paper and holy crap did i feel embarrassed. I asked her for a hug and she agreed but it was super awkward and i realise now that this is what would happen if i met celebs irl and why i probably shouldn't go to that Taking Back Sunday concert
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a fun fun dream journal
De Todomy dreams have been fucked up lately so i'm going to update from the last week.
