i need somewhere to write this dream down while it's still fresh.  i went to bed at like 12:45am and woke up about an hour and a half later
 
so for some reason, Matt Gillis, guy i haven't heard from for a long time, is getting married to some blond girl with curly hair.  we're at the wedding, it's in some courtyard that kinda looks like the Hyatt in valencia where james and sam got married.  i see chachi and his mom, and some other black lady that came with them.  kissed and hugged his mom and the other lady for some reason?  kept walking, i saw james and sam and jon.  sat on the right side about 4 rows back to watch the ceremony and i was wondering how my parents saved such close up seats.  i don't even know if that's the correct side to sit on since i know only the groom and not the bride.  and i see 3 rows ahead of me, matt's little brothers; nathan gillis has this crazy goatee going on and i didn't see the other's faces.  i walk up to them to say hi for some reason (the ceremony is going on at this point so yeah that's kinda rude of me) and my mom grabs me and tells me to sit.  then i'm on my phone texting rally and i hear everyone start to gasp.  i look up and matt is passed out on the floor, fainted.  all the guy friends start busting up laughing because we all know matt as such a big buff jock-looking super confident guy, yet he faints at his wedding in front of everyone.  haha that was funny.  then we go to eat little snackies (i don't know how to spell that word... is it "orderv")?  and i meet up with Chavs?  i haven't seen that kid in like 2 years.  he tries to explain himself to me that we've met before, then i notice his lazy eye and i'm like OHHH chavs it's just you.  that was really weird.  and austen and jenny BADman were there and i was sneaking a cigarette with them even though my parents were somewhere close.  i dropped it halfway thru cuz i saw someone coming.  dropped it in a grated sewer cover thing, so i couldn't pick it back up dammit.  then i leave them and walk back.  and i walk back over to where the chairs were that everyone was sitting in during the ceremony and i see kris manansala there!  and after i saw him today (in real life, not my dream) i'd say he looked like he probably did maybe 2 months ago.  still really skinny, in the usual clothes i see him in; white v-neck, jeans, blue hat.  and his tumor on his left cheek was barely visible and we were just talking it up for a bit.  "What the heck dude why are you here?  What are you doing here?  I miss you man!"  And he just laughs a little bit as if I'M the one out of place.  And i know that kris is super weak and frail and drunk people are walking by and bumping into him and i hear him wince a little bit, so i put my arm around him in such a way so that my elbow sticks out that will kinda make people try not to walk into my stiff elbow.  and instead of being all weird about it, he puts his left arm around me and smiles and says "thanks man."  then kris looks at me and asks, "you're coming this friday right?"  and in my head i'm trying to think about what he's talking about, kinda trying to act like i got the invite already by one of our friends.  maybe some kind of bbq or party or something?  and even though i had no clue what he was talking about, since it was kris and i knew he wasn't doing well, i was still able to just say. "i wouldn't miss it for the world."  and the kid just started smiling again in appreciation.  as if he already knew that i had no idea what he was talking about, but could tell by my sincerity that i had no intention of not coming on friday, no matter what it was.  then i see justin and llendle and addie come up all smiling, saying we look like homos, whatever.  and i'm excited to see llendle too cuz i never see that foo.  i rub his head like a dog haha, and realize he just gelled his hear so now my hand's all gross, so i whipe it on his own shirt hahaha.  and he's just like "whatever dude, wussup adam."  and then we all get in this weird huddle formation, like we're 4 years old and are telling secrets or something. 
 
and then i wake up
 
 
and i don't care what happens on friday a week from now
 
i'm gonna be wherever you are kris
 
i'm praying for you, i love you man, and i know you will never read this and it makes me sad
 
hang in there buddy, please
 
this dream was really sad, but at the same time, it was nice to chill with kris again while he was still somewhat healthy.  it's like, since i haven't seen him in a while before today, God was letting me hang out with him in a typical loud setting that i'd see him at, and just talk a bit, hang out a bit, with our close friends.
 
thanks for the nice dream
 
goodnight