Friday, September 18, 2009

Phyll Starmata


Susan, mom, dad, and I were on the cul-de-sac in Austin. A group of black guys arrived in a car. One of them was Derek, the cute basketball guy from the Y. One of the other guys had dreadlocks and seemed to be older than Susan and I. His name was Phyll Starmata. He and Susan took a liking to each other and went off on their merry way. Derek and I spent some time together and then he left. Susan came running up to me excitedly, holding up her hand and shouting, "I'm engaged!" She had on a little diamond ring. She told me that she and Phyll were getting married. It made me mad that she would be so stupid to get engaged to a guy on the same day she met him. I asked her why he happened to have an engagement ring so handy and she burst into tears. "Why can't you just be happy for me?" she shouted. I spent the rest of the dream trying to hook up with Derek. We kept texting each other, but there was something wrong with his phone and I could only read parts of his messages. We all went to a neighborhood pool together and went swimming. I had on a black swimsuit and my body looked great. I really wanted Derek to see me. Susan and Phyll were hugging and kissing and I was completely disgusted.

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