Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Blarg.
I’m going to college and am taking Beginning Japanese I, Information Systems, and MS-Office '07. Tomorrow is my first day. I'm going to be going Tuesday through Thursday 6-10 PM. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. My mom thinks I'm going to get sick of it, but my tendency to stay up all night leads me to think I wont mind much. I'm more worried about the homework. Awhile back I did lesson one of my Japanese workbook and it took me three hours. ._. Eeks. I have no idea what my computer classes are going to be like.
Over the summer I've done absolutely nothing. None of my friends, but one, have contacted me. One has gone off to college already and I've no clue about the rest of them. Most never even showed an interest in talking to me outside of school and its kind of depressing. I have some of their phone numbers from the school trips, but to call would be so full of awkward it's not even funny. I've found some of them on those social networking sites, but I feel awkward about talking to them on that too. I don't know what I'd say. When I start IM conversations they usually go down hill fast.
Been putting off any blog stuffs since the beginning of August. I totally forgot that I had a dream at three AM on the tenth that was really long and vivid, so I got up, hopped on my laptop, and started typing it up. I was originally going to make that it's own post, but I think I'm going to just shove it into this one. When I write in the middle of the night I have this weird thing about putting what time it is. You can ignore those if you want, 'cause I'm not removing them.
[] - My little time notations.
() - My comments and clarifications. Added as I was typing it up.
{} - Stuff added now. Well after the fact.
[3:00AM approx.]I just woke up from one of the longest, strangest dreams I’ve had in a while. It starts off with some axe- and cable-wielding murderer, who attempts to murder Cammy(dwah!?), who seems to alternate between human and cat. The earliest event I remember is two girls in a forest or someplace dark. They’re definitely outside at night somewhere. I have no clues to where this part takes place. Ones sitting down, on some unknown object, totally benign and I think probably just- I think I’m making assumptions about my dream that may or may not be what actually happened. {I wish I could remember what I was originally thinking here, I think I stopped and went back to sleep after awhile.}
Then it jumps to Mexico. I’m with my dad and he’s driving to some country that (in my dream) Britain hates and he ends up driving through an abandoned house (on the Mexico side) that’s really amazing on the side of the hated country and backwards along this really tall cliff. Then he makes some sort of transaction, I think. [3:11AM] After that he drives forward along that same path, back to Mexico. The dream makes a random jump at this point to my house, which is the same as the one I’m in now, but I think it must have been moved, because the guys my dad was talking to were there. One was near the door and Bob, the cat, was hovering near by. I made a stupid comment about him wanting out when the guy asked if he was ok, so the guy opens the door and he [Bob] runs out. Somehow Bob And Tabitha get out, she just kinda appeared. I was able to grab Tab easily- she was just on the first step of the porch. When I picked her up though it was like on a computer when you go to move the window, but while the original moves it also leaves an after image there. Bob was under the grills farther away, My Dad was telling me to say something about challenging him (was that it? It’s fuzzy.) and to “hurry up.” That was the end as far as I can remember. I woke up to find Bob, Tab, and Whitey sleeping at my feet. :-) [3:19, end. Making edits.]
Note: cross posted to my many blogs across the 'net.
Over the summer I've done absolutely nothing. None of my friends, but one, have contacted me. One has gone off to college already and I've no clue about the rest of them. Most never even showed an interest in talking to me outside of school and its kind of depressing. I have some of their phone numbers from the school trips, but to call would be so full of awkward it's not even funny. I've found some of them on those social networking sites, but I feel awkward about talking to them on that too. I don't know what I'd say. When I start IM conversations they usually go down hill fast.
Been putting off any blog stuffs since the beginning of August. I totally forgot that I had a dream at three AM on the tenth that was really long and vivid, so I got up, hopped on my laptop, and started typing it up. I was originally going to make that it's own post, but I think I'm going to just shove it into this one. When I write in the middle of the night I have this weird thing about putting what time it is. You can ignore those if you want, 'cause I'm not removing them.
[] - My little time notations.
() - My comments and clarifications. Added as I was typing it up.
{} - Stuff added now. Well after the fact.
[3:00AM approx.]I just woke up from one of the longest, strangest dreams I’ve had in a while. It starts off with some axe- and cable-wielding murderer, who attempts to murder Cammy(dwah!?), who seems to alternate between human and cat. The earliest event I remember is two girls in a forest or someplace dark. They’re definitely outside at night somewhere. I have no clues to where this part takes place. Ones sitting down, on some unknown object, totally benign and I think probably just- I think I’m making assumptions about my dream that may or may not be what actually happened. {I wish I could remember what I was originally thinking here, I think I stopped and went back to sleep after awhile.}
Then it jumps to Mexico. I’m with my dad and he’s driving to some country that (in my dream) Britain hates and he ends up driving through an abandoned house (on the Mexico side) that’s really amazing on the side of the hated country and backwards along this really tall cliff. Then he makes some sort of transaction, I think. [3:11AM] After that he drives forward along that same path, back to Mexico. The dream makes a random jump at this point to my house, which is the same as the one I’m in now, but I think it must have been moved, because the guys my dad was talking to were there. One was near the door and Bob, the cat, was hovering near by. I made a stupid comment about him wanting out when the guy asked if he was ok, so the guy opens the door and he [Bob] runs out. Somehow Bob And Tabitha get out, she just kinda appeared. I was able to grab Tab easily- she was just on the first step of the porch. When I picked her up though it was like on a computer when you go to move the window, but while the original moves it also leaves an after image there. Bob was under the grills farther away, My Dad was telling me to say something about challenging him (was that it? It’s fuzzy.) and to “hurry up.” That was the end as far as I can remember. I woke up to find Bob, Tab, and Whitey sleeping at my feet. :-) [3:19, end. Making edits.]
Note: cross posted to my many blogs across the 'net.
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