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So, most of the dreams I have are completley meaningless. The night before last I had one about saying the words 3:00. Last night, however, I had a good dream, and I understand it. So first, the dream:
I'm at a school dance or something, and a guy is taking me. It's not really the guy I like, but he's cute. We get to the dance floor, and instanly this girl in my grade starts dancing with him, but he keeps pulling away, and finally we get to dance.
So, happy dream is happy. Hooray. Except I know exactly why it makes me so happy, and it makes me sad (does that make sense?). The girl is Kristin, and every time there is a dance, every single boy dances with her. And every time, no one ever dances with me. The annoying thing is, everyone hates her because she's a complete b***h. Yet they all dance with her because she wears a crapload of makeup, wears shirts that can barely count as shirts, and looks like she weighs 20 pounds.
And then there's me. People tell me I'm pretty. Yet I have never danced with a boy. I've never had a boyfriend or kissed a boy or even hugged a boy. But that's beside the point. What angers me is that I'm really good friends with most of the boys in school. Like, better friends than with alot of the girls. Would it kill them to dance with me once, just to make me happy? Why do they have to dance with the girl they hate?
I guess I had the dream because there's a dance in a few days.
And for you tl;dr-ers: I had a dream abut dancing with a boy. Should have made me happy. Made me sad. Girl is b***h, guys like anyway. The end.
Sorry 'bout the emo.

If you're friends with a lot of guys, then maybe they're not asking you to dance because they see you as, uh, "one of the guys".

If you want to dance with them so badly, ask them. There's no rule against asking a guy on a date/dance/etc., and a lot of guys find it sort of attractive you'd take charge to do it anyway.

In something almost completely unrelated, I had a dream the other night of Pixie coming over in this van, and me "sneaking out" and meeting her. And then, I forget how, but she reached into me and pulled my guts out. It was the most disgusting thing ever. ._.
I don't remember for sure, but I think she stole my identity after that.
I should've written it(the dream) down when I had the chance.