Dreams are strange, strange creatures. I know some of it has to do with your subconscious trying to figure things out -- but I desperately hope it's a way for your psyche to communicate with other levels of existence.
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On another note, Facebook:
Why in the world do people friend you, if they really want nothing to do with you? The very least you can do is reply to a note.
Honestly, I would understand if I had been the one adding, but YOU came to ME!
I don't get this, people!
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On another note Facebook, yes I don't get it!!!! Guys that never paid attention to you when you saw each other every freakin week for almost ten freakin years suddenly add you and you think for just a moment ahhh!! There's hope!! But you go to his page and his profile pic is of him and some slutty bleachy-blonde with bad teeth. *sobs*
I get that all the time on LiveJournal!! I get friended by totally random people, that I've never seen/heard of, and who never make any attempt to contact me or comment on my blog. It's the freakiest thing.