melvina

beck.

had one of those weird middle school dreams this morning.

jules and i were in ms. birch's class and she was teaching english but we were watching 'better off dead' and having ice cream and tea in a bottle or some thing and i found all the original super hero figures at the bottom of my bottle. wonder woman, aqua man, green lantern and all those. she was giving us books also. lots of them.

it was like. the same. jules saved me a seat next to her and i saved one next to me for you and and and.

the desks were so small.

ms. birch asked if jules and i had gotten the "vanilla pillows" she had sent and i asked her if they were the ones for jules' funeral and she said no but that was all i could think they could be and jules was right beside me.

all the teachers were old. i was 23.

they kept calling me "Melissa" and asking me if i remembered them and so forth and... jules and i had ice cream cones and were leaving and i walked out this side door and tried to throw mine in the trash can and the door opened and one of the tards from tardwood came out all smiling (i hate her fucking guys) and a staff with her and i was like:

why the fuck are you trying to crush me with this door?

and they couldn't understand why i was trying to use that fucking trash can. and i got angry and then went back into the foyer this and jules was gone.

i hate that shit.