Worried about Ron. He's gone to France for this thing to do with his school, and he's going to attempt to come to England... =/ I mean, where's he going to get the money? Directions? Places to stay, etc.? o~o So worried...
Yeah, trust me, it was weird. It didn't make any fecking sense. ...Then again, none of my dreams ever do.
At first it had something to do with the third season of Digimon, yes, I like Digimon. Guilmon was with Takato on some sort of boat in a dark room full of stained glass windows and statues. They were the only two there, and I think they were talking about some sort of plan to save the Digital World (oh, how original). And, like he always does, Guilmon growls because he senses a Digimon. But this wasn't exactly a Digimon. It was some sort of statue that had come to life, it looked like an ogre. XD Anyways, I don't know how but I (my hedgie form, not human) was suddenly in the dream, and I was fighting with this...statue thingy. Tried to knock it over but that didn't work, so I retreated like a coward and went elsewhere. And that's not like me.
The next thing I know I'm walking down a corridor, where the walls were covered in gems and such... *Drool.* ...Um, anyway. ^^; I'm walking down this corridor, see a ladder and simply decide to climb up it, for no reason at all. I reach the top and see the cutest Digimon that I've ever seen in my life, Calumon. ...And for some weird reason he just yelled, "Wheeeeeeeeeeeee!!" in my face and ran off. o.O;;
I think I must've woke up a tiny bit here because the dream completely changed. What I remember is flying through the sky on some sort of aircraft in some clouds, along with a fleet of war planes. But I wasn't an ally of the war planes, I think I was basically spying on them, don't know why. The clouds that I was shrouded in suddenly cleared, and below I could see a city full of bright lights. Now, this part may not make any sense, but the aircraft that I was on fell apart. It wasn't attacked by the war planes, it just fell apart by itself. XD
So, now I was plumitting toward the ground, and I tell ya, it was taking a long time. As I fell further the buildings started to shoot past me, which must mean this city had some damn tall buildings. I was starting to become blinded by the bright lights, but there wasn't anything that I could do. And, for some odd reason, I had a pole in my hand, and started to hit the tops of the buildings as I fell past them. o-o; And before I knew it, I was on the ground. And I didn't hurt myself when I landed. *Pose!* *Shot.*
It was raining hard, and I was just stood still while looking around at my surroundings. It was quite a strange little city; there were odd-looking people walking around, weirdly-shaped buildings, etc. I decided to talk a walk around, and walked past a palace gate. I really can't remember what happened here, but the next thing that I remember is I had met up with some small person, who offered to guide me around the city. I had declined, but this person could sense that I could powers, seeming as I'm an angel-hog. He could visualise my wings, and asked me to enveil them. I hesitated, but enveiled them anyway. And this person started to have a fit, I can't exactly remember what he was saying, but it was bloody scary. I backed away from him a bit, and bumped into some sort of kart. The person ran up to me and carried on having this fit, and gave me a wanring about a guard? Not sure.
And that's where I woke up. Funny how most of my dreams occur in the morning, before I wake up. I never get to finish them, and that's the sort of dream that I like to finish. ...But sometimes I'll dream the rest a few days or weeks later. My imagination is so weird and over reactive.
Ron's lost all hope on love; he doesn't want to love anymore. He told me he doesn't love me anymore, but he still cares for me. I still love him, with all my heart, even after what he did. I've made a promise that I won't ever love anyone else - all of my love is reserved for him. He's at the top of my 'care for list'. I've loved him more than I've ever loved anyone else, I still do, obviously. ...I really do love him, I hate seeing him in pain...
I miss being with him like I was before...I really, really, REALLY do... At least we're staying as friends...