There was this girl....
That I fancied the arse off at uni. She was lovely. We were mates so I never had the nerve to tell her cos I thought she'd bugger off if she ever found out. Pretty stupid logic now that I think about it but I digest.

All the lads fancied her and occasionally she'd cop off with one of them leaving me heartbroken once again.

Then one day just after the final exams in the 3rd year I pulled her. Yay, me! She was amazing. Absolutely amazing. Then I got my results back from the course. A 1st! Double Yay! The job of my dreams swiftly followed along with a walloping great paypacket.

Of course I was dreaming. I woke up one morning and the whole fantasy world constructed over the course of one night's sleep crumbled to dust in front of me. I swore my tits off. I have never been so disappointed in my whole life.
(Crowtyboy, Fri 27 Jun 2008, 15:26, 3 replies)

I've had that feeling when you just wake up
and it dawns on you that the reality of your own existence will never compare with your dreams.

Pants, isn't it?
(dxg, Fri 27 Jun 2008, 16:28, closed)

@dxg
I get that. I often think the dream is better than the reality, even in the knowledge that it's a dream.

Fuck, the emoness is coming out this week.
( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Fri 27 Jun 2008, 19:18, closed)

NOBODY UNDERSTANDS US
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( ClanSoul, Fri 27 Jun 2008, 19:30, closed)