I am officially obsessed

Ok I've now had two dreams about Phantom of the Opera. I already recorded the first one. This one was really weird. Ok. In my dream I'm still at Balboa Island, but staying in a different house. The only other people staying there are Jenny, my mom, one of my aunts, and KK's mom (kind of random, but that's how it was). So my mom's like, "Jenny go bring $22 to Erik." My mom wanted to give him money because he lived on Balboa Island too, but he couldn't get a job (because of his deformity and he might've been a little mentally retarded but you know Erik's a genius so I'm a bit confused on that matter) and his dad couldn't bring in enough money, since he was a fisherman or something. So Jenny went to do that. When she got back, she told me something like this, "Erik and Christine made out, but then Christine left to go to the Opera house." So I was all, "I want to meet Erik." So the next day, Jenny brought money and I brought like, a cup of water or something. Jenny was all, "Erik this is Emily." I was very surprised because Erik was like, six and a half feet tall. He had a limp, he kind of stooped a little, and the right side of his face was a little misshapen. And I guess he was a very touchy-feely kind of guy, because when he shook my hand, he gripped it very hard and like, caressed it and ran his hands all over it (I'm guessing this was to memorize how it felt, maybe he couldn't see very well and he relied on this). But when he did that, I got twisted in a very awkward position and it wasn't very comfortable and I wanted my hand back because my pants were very low (not like off my butt or anything) and I wanted to pull them up. Then he let go and hugged me, and I was really surprised because he squeezed me very hard and I couldn't breathe (and he squashed me in a very tender spot and it hurt). So then he stopped and we went into the kitchen to chat and I was wondering why no one thought it odd that he had done that, and why he didn't do it to anyone else. I came to the conclusion that he did that when he met new people. So then we left, and Erik and I were friends (I think, since he had no one else to talk to).

The next day, I really wanted to go see Erik again because I love him (or rather, I only like had a crush on him in my dream and wanted to be better friends with him since he was availible because Christine left and my sister left too, forgot to add that in, to go to college) so I had gone the whole day thinking about him. That day my mom, aunt, and I had gone shopping, and there were some kitties on the road and I befriended them and it was fun but I wanted to give them a home but we couldn't. Then it was like, 8:45 pm. So I went online to phantomoftheopera.com and opened up a new chat forum just so I could talk to him because that was the only way I could think of. He said he was going to kill himself at 9:00. I totally freaked out and said I was coming over and the other people in the chat forum were just like, "Wow, your conversation is very interesting!" and I wondered what they would think if they knew Erik was in the chat forum. So then I was worried the chat forum would get shut down because it was a thread off of Maze of Mirrors which is where you post funny chat forums, but this wasn't very funny, and I was running out of time to get to Erik's to stop him from killing himself. So I grabbed a cup of water or something and told my mom I had to go to Erik's to give him this and I went outside and ran to Marine Ave. which is where Erik lived. Someone came with me, but I can't remember who. So we had a hard time finding his house, but then we did and I went in and saw Erik and gave him the water or whatever it was (maybe it was beer, I can't remember) (I don't know how old Erik was in my dream. When he hugged me, he felt like an adult, but he had a very childish personality) and was kind of hoping he'd do that handshake/hug thing because I love him and I wanted to make physical contact with him again. So then we went down to some room and played a video game to take his mind off killing himself. I was really bad at the game, so he won. I think someone else played with us, but I can't quite remember. Then Erik went to bed and I was kind of depressed I didn't get to hug him again or anything, even though he totally squashed me and I couldn't breathe and all that. Just to be near him again!!! *swoon* So the house Erik lived in was a very particular house, it's floor plan is much like KK's house's floorplan only it's not and this house has been in my dreams before and since I was the last one awake in the house and I was going home, I had to turn on the security system, which is very complicated. So I did that (I'm not going to describe the monotony of it) and left. And then I woke up. And I was really sad I couldn't finish the dream. Because I wanted to be with Erik. And make out with him too. Because I love him!!! *swoon*

Well that's my dream. As you can see, I am officially obsessed with Erik. ttyl!