Orange Frizzante

I daydream a lot. And people ask me a lot what I'm daydreaming about. I always say "nothing" because the truth is usually pretty bizarre.

Examples.

The Jonas Brothers and I are personal friends. One day they need me for something and Nick pops up at my writer's craft class door, trying to grab my attention. Of course half the class sees him, including my friend who's JoBro obsessed. I have no idea about this daydream. I don't even like the Jonas Brothers.

The previous one is often repeated, the JoBros replaced with people like the HP cast or the Skins cast.

Once I actually daydreamed about the kid that plays Chris suddenly popping up in the field I was walking across. He asked me for directions or something and Im like "Hey you're that guy!" and we somehow bond in like 3 minutes and I invite him over to Zooey's with me (thats where I was headed), he agrees, and Zooey and I become close friends with whats-his-name.

Another daydream is just old guy friends (usually older and cooler than I remember them) who are driving by and see me and theyre like "Hey!" and we rebond and go do something.

Other daydreams are about people I know. Like the cute new kid in English class. Today we were kind of matching, both wearing Yale prep-esque sweaters. This somehow led my spazzing brain to think that we would make an adorable couple. Crazy.

Those are some of my little daydreams. Others involve me doing things totally out of character, like standing up for myself in the loudest possible ways, like telling kids or teachers to 'fuck off'. Or completely disproving a teacher's theories. Or jumping out of a window and sprouting wings.

Point is, I love daydreams. They're usually crazy, but they are a ridiculously fun way to amuse oneself and pass the time.