I like it. :)
So in this dream, I somehow got put in this weird class second semester as opposed to Sociology, which I signed up for. It was some really difficult but abstract class about some foreign culture that sounded like "calzone" (which is a food) and I generally didn't understand what was going on. There was a really young guy teacher who reminded me of Joel McHale combined with Mr. Richards from seventh grade health class and I hated him.
Anyway, it was the first day of the new semester and I walked into my weird calzone-sounding class and we were on these bleacher-looking things for the class. I saw that Chuck was sitting in the first row and no one was next to him, so I sat down next to him. I was surprised that the seat was empty because he's pretty attractive and famous.
He and I talked a little and then he said something like, "Remember that time we kissed in the bathroom?" and I was like, "Seriously? You don't know who I am? We've never done that." and then I called him a jerk and walked away but still found him quite, quite attractive.
Just imagine that Sarah is me. >>>
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