Mema? Or Mami? or Mima? Something like that.
I was meeting up with the guys to go to the mall. There was Bill, Carmelo (what the!), and YOU. Guh! We start walking and you walk ahead with Carmelo and I'm walking with Bill and he's trying to get my mind off of being pissed off. He's just as surprised as I am. (And the dream would reveal later on that Carmelo was as well)
I separated from the group at the mall. The mall looked like a Coquitlam Centre/Whistler/Disneyland (where all the shops are). I went into this store to talk to my girlfriend from VFS (I think it was Kristine) bitching aaas usual but saying I'm just going to deal with it and just not talk to you. Then YOU appeared. Casually walking towards the store I was at. Before you got there, I greeted Kristine (?) my goodbye and left.
I looked at the time and I had to get back to school. I didn't really know where I was in the mall, and caught up with Bill at a set of doors, asking him what was going on, and he said that Howie was coming. Sooomething like that. We had to meet up with them outside. Something funny was said that resulted in Bill's arm going onto my shoulders and mine around his waist. We walked out the doors like that.
"I don't know where we are." - A
"I think this is the Central Plaza!" - B
"Whaaaatever!" - A
And we laughed. We began to walk, hand in hand. Then we saw Carmelo and YOU. But thank goodness, Andrea and Janin were there (for a moment anyways) and I skipped past you and went to them. They talked to me about Bill and we giggled. Then someone said something about going into the mall, and so back to the mall you, me, Bill, and Carmelo went. You wayyy ahead of us. When we got to the doors I noticed there were little messages attached to the handles written in blue and green ink (like two different layers of text).
They were messages of you saying things weren't the same. How it was awkward. How I was awkward. How you were just as surprised that I was here as I was surprised you were ("Mema's here. She's here."). You were upset. Visibly.
I had two urges: my urge to apologize was there for a split second. Then my urge to bash your head in and push you to the mall floor and yell at you to get-over-your-self took over. But I still wanted to apologize. And bash you in. So I did nothing.
Besides. I was too happy from holding hands with Bill in my dream.
But I wondered (in my dream), how is it you still have the power to RUIN ALL MY HAPPINESS YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!
//end.
