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May. 12th, 2009 01:01 pmlI woke up thinking about a dream I'd had lasterday and as I was thinking about it, it reminded me of a dream I'd had quite a while ago and never wrote down.
Anyhow, in lasterday's dream I'd apparently enrolled in a class, but then dropped it before it'd started. Then got a letter from the college (the dream kept referring to it as UNLV, but it didn't look like any parts of UNLV I'd seen, and seemed more like a JC in its workings) saying that I never had dropped the class so now I had a W and still owed the fees.
A friend of mine was having the exact same problem, she was a dream construct person, so nobody I actually know now. But in the dream she was someone I'd known a while and someone I was apparently interested in. So when she suggested we both go over to the school and resolve this issue I jumped at the chance to spend time with her.
So on the way there she explained to me that this school now has two separate administration buildings, one for the straights and one for the notstraight. I said that seemed kinda segregatey, she said that it wasn't the straight people's idea. I said that doesn't technically make it better, but whatever, I was intrigued by the idea of not being hassled by the brand of annoying college dude who has to hit on anything with tits or his dick gets repossessed or something.
We got there and it was pretty awesome, after talking to someone at the front desk we were taken back to some advisor to talk things out to fix the issues. Then this tiny thing appeared around the corner. Dunno if she was another student or worked there or what. About 5ft nothing, long curly strawberry blonde hair, cute for that type, but convinced she was OMGHOT. She was about the size of Melaine Snow, for those who went to college with me, but didn't look like Mel.
In general, I next to never like short, very skinny girls. The short isn't the issue, it's the tiny. I have a hug rule. If I can't hug you without feeling like I'm going to break you, then we ain't doin anything past hug.
She started hardcore hitting on me, Like lesboclub hitting on me. So convinced of her own hotness that nobody could resist her, as far as she was concerned. So the more I tried to politely decline, the more belligerent and aggressive she got. Friend tried to help by claiming she was my girlfriend, got between us, tried to tell the little gingerlite to back off. But chick just included friend in the hitting on and kept at it. Finally I hit my limit of polite and told her to back the fuck off, I wasn't interested. She got very angry, started yelling, and of course went to the accusations of since I wasn't attracted to her, I must not like girls at all, yelled that I should be banished to the straight building, etc., etc.. But nobody paid her any mind, and she just ended up stalking off.
So we finished our doings in peace, and left.
I typed the second older one out, and apparently I don't feel like telling it anymore than I did before. I don't quite know why. I typed it out before then didn't post it also. It's nothing shocking and not a secret, just still doesn't seem like it belongs in a post. Whatever.
Anyhow, in lasterday's dream I'd apparently enrolled in a class, but then dropped it before it'd started. Then got a letter from the college (the dream kept referring to it as UNLV, but it didn't look like any parts of UNLV I'd seen, and seemed more like a JC in its workings) saying that I never had dropped the class so now I had a W and still owed the fees.
A friend of mine was having the exact same problem, she was a dream construct person, so nobody I actually know now. But in the dream she was someone I'd known a while and someone I was apparently interested in. So when she suggested we both go over to the school and resolve this issue I jumped at the chance to spend time with her.
So on the way there she explained to me that this school now has two separate administration buildings, one for the straights and one for the notstraight. I said that seemed kinda segregatey, she said that it wasn't the straight people's idea. I said that doesn't technically make it better, but whatever, I was intrigued by the idea of not being hassled by the brand of annoying college dude who has to hit on anything with tits or his dick gets repossessed or something.
We got there and it was pretty awesome, after talking to someone at the front desk we were taken back to some advisor to talk things out to fix the issues. Then this tiny thing appeared around the corner. Dunno if she was another student or worked there or what. About 5ft nothing, long curly strawberry blonde hair, cute for that type, but convinced she was OMGHOT. She was about the size of Melaine Snow, for those who went to college with me, but didn't look like Mel.
In general, I next to never like short, very skinny girls. The short isn't the issue, it's the tiny. I have a hug rule. If I can't hug you without feeling like I'm going to break you, then we ain't doin anything past hug.
She started hardcore hitting on me, Like lesboclub hitting on me. So convinced of her own hotness that nobody could resist her, as far as she was concerned. So the more I tried to politely decline, the more belligerent and aggressive she got. Friend tried to help by claiming she was my girlfriend, got between us, tried to tell the little gingerlite to back off. But chick just included friend in the hitting on and kept at it. Finally I hit my limit of polite and told her to back the fuck off, I wasn't interested. She got very angry, started yelling, and of course went to the accusations of since I wasn't attracted to her, I must not like girls at all, yelled that I should be banished to the straight building, etc., etc.. But nobody paid her any mind, and she just ended up stalking off.
So we finished our doings in peace, and left.
I typed the second older one out, and apparently I don't feel like telling it anymore than I did before. I don't quite know why. I typed it out before then didn't post it also. It's nothing shocking and not a secret, just still doesn't seem like it belongs in a post. Whatever.
