Graduation, Stephen Hawking, and first ex?

-_- I had this dream Friday morning, the first in a long time of having no recall at all. I remembered it very well and remembered strong feelings, touches, and that feeling in the pit of your stomach when there's that awkward feeling...

So.

IRL Buiznezz: I'm the most stressed out I've ever been. I nearly cry every night when I think about the amount of work placed upon me. For former juniors / juniors, I am taking six AP classes, and I'm ahead in math and spanish. Classes: AP Chem, Calc AB, Spanish Lang, Comp Sci A, US History, English Language. I got word that I have a C- in US History, because I am horribad at dates / names / giving two shits about history.

Tack on 3 SAT IIs, the ACT, then 2 more SAT IIs when school is out, and I am seriously, seriously freaking out right now. Urgh. And my friends are bitching at me because they think I don't have that much work. They're sophomores, they know nothing. =_= At least me and my boyfriend are going strong.

Enough with the IRL, I'll explain my dream now.

I was in my old school's auditorium, sitting in somewhat strange rows in the same old blue folding chairs. There's a stage in front of us, a semi-circle, with layered steps going down towards the audience. Someone told me I was graduating 11th grade today, and I was supposed to be up there. I ran up towards the stage and somehow was dressed in a blue cap and gown. They ran students up 5 at a time in alphabetical order, with the best student out of the 5 getting to go up front with two of the school's 'elite' and get a diploma. (They were dressed in suits and were supposedly important, dunno who they were) My boyfriend got to go in front too, right after me. [His name is 2 away in the alphabet, mine is LEC and his is LEV]

When I went to sit back down, my mom was in the front row. I could tell she was really really proud of me and it made me happy. I sat next to an underclassman boy, who was my friend, and watched the stage. Stephen Hawking came up with one of the teachers. He had robotic springy legs and a new voicebox which talked like a human. He sounded lively and happy. Hawking jumped and bounced around stage and landed in front of me; I backed into my chair in fear he'd hit me, and pushed him back. He dropped something so I went up on stage to give it to him, then nearly tripped on the way down. I said "haha, I always trip on stage!" and went back to my seat, embarrassed.

Later. I go home and lay on the couch, exhausted. My mom says there's a special guest waiting in the kitchen. Somehow I knew it was my first "ex-boyfriend", William. [To give backstory on this guy, he was very girly and unsportsmanlike. Cried after a tennis game. Had buck teeth and never called me once he left school in 7th grade. Kinda don't want to see him again. His family was crazy.] I didn't want to see him. I peeked into the kitchen where he was reading a book. His hair was shorter and he was taller. I ducked out of sight and went back towards my bedroom. My brother and his friend Jared were carrying my bro's laptop, prank calling the pizza place to put bugs and seafood on our pizza. I told my mom and she left the house with my brother and his friend.

My best friend Lara showed up and William's crazy sister Liz showed up too. We sat at the table. He gave me some present, then Liz gave Lara a present. I wondered why on earth she'd do that. Lara was dressed as usual, in gray and black stripes, lookin' gothic. Liz's present was a Barbie makeup set that was cheap, that was advertised on kid's TV a lot. Me and La were like "wtf", but she said thanks anyways, in a slow sort of way. I had to do the dishes. Throughout this whole encounter I got the feeling William was trying to touch me, to smell me and perverted stuff. I knew he still liked me.

I was washing the dishes. I felt someone behind me. Suddenly, they grabbed my arm and pulled me away. I was about to hit William but it was actually my mom pulling me away from him. He was about to embrace me from behind. She yelled at him, "She doesn't like you anymore! She likes her sweetheart who calls her!" I felt happy that my mom referred to my boyfriend like that, and protected me from pervy fingers. Then I got the double meaning behind it, the insult to William. He fell to the ground and cried. I felt pity on him and took his ice cream bowl and washed it for him.

I walked out of the kitchen. There was an ad on TV that said there was a new virtual water gun fight machine for your TV. You plug and play it, pretty much. It advertised that if someone tackled you in the middle of the game, you could stand up and get back into it because it refreshed every second. I went into the commercial, I was in my living room playing the water game. William was in it. I sprayed him extra hard with the water, right into the back of his pants when he bent over in fear. I got extra money from this guy, who told me my new mission was to buy his empty warehouse to make the world's biggest toy store. Apparently William had sworn to avenge me for rejecting his love and was gonna kill me and use the warehouse to do it, so I had to get it first. I won the first mission because I got more money than him.

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That's it...I'm seriously like, WTF.

Also, today I hit the 'reset' button on life. I stopped angsting over people I didn't like and talked to them. I took more notes and studied more.

...I still freakin' hate William.