I had an awful dream. I had a dream that there was some kind of horrific accident on campus (earthquakes and tornadoes and other crazy stuff) and I was looking everywhere for John. I couldn’t find him but I found some of his friends. When I asked them if they knew where he was they looked away and wouldn’t answer me. I assumed he was dead or something but then one of them finally told me that he left to go to Orono. I didn’t understand, he had no reason to go to Orono, he should be looking for me. Then they told me that he went to see his other girlfriend. He had apparently been dating someone else for quite some time. I didn’t want to believe them but they showed me pictures and everything. What hurt the most was knowing that he thought of her after the accidents, not me. It meant that he wasn’t just having sex with some other girl, it meant he loved her. I had the intense desire to kill him, kill myself, or ruin his life. I decided that I would pretend I didn’t know anything and slowly ruin his life (The Count of Monte Cristo is my favorite book). Then I woke up, still feeling the intense despair and anger, but I’m relieved because he’s finally coming home tonight after being away for an entire week. -Posted by Sierra