Well, Sister got my shoes for her birthday. (She’s on this whole kick where she’s stealing my look and it’s really obnoxious.) And when we were all gathered around the kitchen table as she blew out her candles, she held up her foot and said, “Look at my new shoes!” I just sort of rolled my eyes off to the side so no one would see, and then Milo looked at me and said, “Awww…isn’t that cute? You have the same shoes.”
I looked at him in a way that was like, “I will laugh politely now, but I will kill you later,” and he looked at the expression on my face and said, “Oh, that is a great look!” Hahaha. I imagine it must have been.
I had a dream about the Malfoys last night. Fortunately, it isn’t too clear in my mind anymore…something to do with me going to a summer camp and meeting this guy I didn’t recognize (Malfoy) who wanted to be friends, until he found out that I don’t come from wealth…but he invited me to come and hang out at his house for a few days after camp was over, and I met his parents who hated me; it was really scary. I was lying there in the guest room at night, in the dark, and it was scary in a way like, afraid-to-go-to-sleep-those-people-downstairs-might-kill-me-maybe-if-I-lie-really-still-under-this-blanket-and-don’t-breathe-they-won’t-see-me-and-won’t-know-I’m-here scary.
And then after a couple of days, they made me leave, and by then even Malfoy hated me, because his parents did so much.
I woke up and thought, ‘What was the point of that? Why couldn’t Cortney have had this dream!?’ It seems like there was a lot more to it than that, but I can’t remember what it was.
Anyway, I think that’s all for now…yes. Good night.