So last night, I tried to go to bed at 10:30. That got pushed back to 11:30. Honestly, I wasn't doing a whole lot that required me to be awake- other than talking to my other half- well, we were not really talking. He thought I was reading when I was just listening to him. Eventually, all you could hear was the sound of sleep and I flipped on my laptop.
I ended up reading manga online. Really, I'd love to buy certain ones, but since I'm moving out, I can't afford to buy anything for a while. So thankfully, I can read certain things online. So I end up reading Sailor Moon an old favorite, right up to the second season. Anyway, but it took me forever to fall asleep. At 11:45 I finally turned off the computer and started listening to my mp3 player. And then I heard Izzy in my room. I swear that little furball snuck in after my parents went to bed. She kept cowering and trying to get away from me until I grabbed her and put her on my bed. Stupid puppy.
When I finally managed to fall into a semi-sleep (I kept rolling over), I know I was dreaming something. All I remember was moving stuff around maybe tyring to clean. I'm not entirely sure. At some point we were touching stuff to certain points and transporting it elsewhere. I remember hanging out with my brother asking him about something, but I don't think I got an answer. The next thing I know I was in another place and the place was being over-run by pirate people and I know I was trying to get away. I ended up getting away right to my mother who made it sound like I wasn't cleaning at all and she was mad at me like I was a kid again.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Scaryness
Scariest dream I've had in a long while and it woke me up. I ended up charlie-horsing myself. For some reason we had let our dogs out and when me and my sister Meg went to go let them back in, dad was throwing stones at Indy our older dog. I was really panicking because that was strange. And dad explained it was because Indy was so old and it would be better off if we left him outside to die. That was really twisted and scared me. I kept thinking "no we don't" because what person in their sane mind throws stones at an elderly dog? Besides, he still acts like a puppy most of the time! Outside of this I know my dad would never ever throw things at Indy, he loves that dog just as much as the rest of us. Still that dream was really disturbing and I wonder, what on earth was I thinking?
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Slightly scary/creepy stuff
So I guess I have this habit of having strange dreams in the early a.m most mornings. This was on the otherside of vampires- it was werewolves and vampires(?) not so sure about the vamps because I was focusing on not getting killed by this blond little 5 year old.
So the house I'm in is an amalgomation of some other homes I had been in. I wasn't sure if it was mine or one I was just visiting, but the carpet in one room looked like this really high quality stuff, but it looked melted and molded in an odd way around the room, sort of twisted and ridged, kind of creepy like. And then walking around certain halls I felt kind of wary because it felt like the floor was unstable in parts. I can't remember how many people were in this house, but there were a fair few. I returing to this house from college as the sun was setting. I kept looking back to the tree line that was the back limit of the yard. Something wasn't sitting right with me.
In the house was a family friend and this little boy. I don't know who that kid belonged to but he was really cute. At this point I assumed the family friend owned the house because they were leaving and the kid was staying. My baby sister showed up and everything seemed to spiral from there. The tv was on in the background spouting some news horror story about not going outside at night. Jessi was looking out the window as the sky was darkening and the boy...stupid kid was trying to run around and then make a break for outside. I don't know why but fear was pounding through me and I'm pretty sure at some point my body seized up, but the kid mananged to sneak out of the house while we were playing this version of hide 'n seek. I kept thinking we should have never agreed to this because I heard my sister yelling and I saw the kid standing next to a car that felt like it was mine- he had the most derranged smile on his face and I was seriously scared. I don't know why, but I grabbed a baseball bat that was lying around the house and tried to get my sister back into the house without getting hurt. It would have been fine until you see the kid jump up and seemingly float and tries to come after you. This gets even worse because now it's a struggle to get to the car without being attacked by the 5 yr old.
What makes this worse is knowing that I had hit that same kid with the bat in order to let Jessi get into the car. I'm not even sure I made it to the car because I turned from smacking the kid away to glancing back to the tree line that made me nervous earlier. There were people there and it didn't look too good. However, they weren't coming towards me, rather to the kid that was getting up and getting ready to pounce at me again. I chose to ignore the strange group of people in favor of not getting bitten by the kid, I was all ready to strike back, but a couple of the people from the woods shot past me and grabbed the kid before he could attack. I'm pretty sure I had dropped the bat after that because I was now being watched and Jessi was freaking out in the car.
Dear God,what have I been reading?
So the house I'm in is an amalgomation of some other homes I had been in. I wasn't sure if it was mine or one I was just visiting, but the carpet in one room looked like this really high quality stuff, but it looked melted and molded in an odd way around the room, sort of twisted and ridged, kind of creepy like. And then walking around certain halls I felt kind of wary because it felt like the floor was unstable in parts. I can't remember how many people were in this house, but there were a fair few. I returing to this house from college as the sun was setting. I kept looking back to the tree line that was the back limit of the yard. Something wasn't sitting right with me.
In the house was a family friend and this little boy. I don't know who that kid belonged to but he was really cute. At this point I assumed the family friend owned the house because they were leaving and the kid was staying. My baby sister showed up and everything seemed to spiral from there. The tv was on in the background spouting some news horror story about not going outside at night. Jessi was looking out the window as the sky was darkening and the boy...stupid kid was trying to run around and then make a break for outside. I don't know why but fear was pounding through me and I'm pretty sure at some point my body seized up, but the kid mananged to sneak out of the house while we were playing this version of hide 'n seek. I kept thinking we should have never agreed to this because I heard my sister yelling and I saw the kid standing next to a car that felt like it was mine- he had the most derranged smile on his face and I was seriously scared. I don't know why, but I grabbed a baseball bat that was lying around the house and tried to get my sister back into the house without getting hurt. It would have been fine until you see the kid jump up and seemingly float and tries to come after you. This gets even worse because now it's a struggle to get to the car without being attacked by the 5 yr old.
What makes this worse is knowing that I had hit that same kid with the bat in order to let Jessi get into the car. I'm not even sure I made it to the car because I turned from smacking the kid away to glancing back to the tree line that made me nervous earlier. There were people there and it didn't look too good. However, they weren't coming towards me, rather to the kid that was getting up and getting ready to pounce at me again. I chose to ignore the strange group of people in favor of not getting bitten by the kid, I was all ready to strike back, but a couple of the people from the woods shot past me and grabbed the kid before he could attack. I'm pretty sure I had dropped the bat after that because I was now being watched and Jessi was freaking out in the car.
Dear God,what have I been reading?
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Vampires, guinea pigs and strange shell fish oh my!
Happy New year! Wait...strange crazyness yay! I should have been way more dilegent, but with the holiday season that was, and the apperance of boyfriend- things got shoved around and anything I know I had, left my brain before I could type it all out. Today is different though! I know I had some scattered thoughts!
The first part had something to do with house cleaning with some of the members of my dad's family. I didn't recoginze the house becaues it had an attic and for the most part in Texas, the homes are single floor layouts. Anyway, we were cleaning for something and at the very end of the sequence I was running outside for something and it steadily grew dark fast **note to self on an afterwards- no more reading those Sookie Stackhouse novels-she whines like Bella Swan** and something else had happened that had caused me to run past this small grouping of trees and I saw someone up in them. I kept thinking "I'm not supposed to see/have anything to do with that bad vampire" **stupid notation!** and I had looked over my shoulder for something when the "bad vampire" dropped from one of the higher branches down in front of me. The next thing I know, I'm being kissed and then stared at like I did something. "That was interesting"
Even more jumbled up was this part: I'm in one of the first bedrooms of the old house- the upstairs big one that all the girls shared at some point, and Jessi is trying to take care of what looks like guinea pigs for someone. I mean the cages had a nice layout and everything and there were two. One stayed normal, and the other steadily changed. At some point I think we had to separate them for some reason (can't remember) and I remember turning around to see the cage was now smaller and there was a smaller travel/hermit crab style cage on top with both pigs separated. By now one still looked normal, but the other seemed to get smaller and smaller and then it appeared to be dividing. I remember doing something and then looking back and these weird white shell fish are in the top cage pushing against the lid trying to get out and over flow. I remember leaving the room and exiting the house after that, but instead of it being the old front yard, I'm walking out to a front/side yard at my old community college. And the time appears later in the afternoon and it may rain. Seriously, I'm not sure what I was seeing. But I need to start not letting the small stuff go.
The first part had something to do with house cleaning with some of the members of my dad's family. I didn't recoginze the house becaues it had an attic and for the most part in Texas, the homes are single floor layouts. Anyway, we were cleaning for something and at the very end of the sequence I was running outside for something and it steadily grew dark fast **note to self on an afterwards- no more reading those Sookie Stackhouse novels-she whines like Bella Swan** and something else had happened that had caused me to run past this small grouping of trees and I saw someone up in them. I kept thinking "I'm not supposed to see/have anything to do with that bad vampire" **stupid notation!** and I had looked over my shoulder for something when the "bad vampire" dropped from one of the higher branches down in front of me. The next thing I know, I'm being kissed and then stared at like I did something. "That was interesting"
Even more jumbled up was this part: I'm in one of the first bedrooms of the old house- the upstairs big one that all the girls shared at some point, and Jessi is trying to take care of what looks like guinea pigs for someone. I mean the cages had a nice layout and everything and there were two. One stayed normal, and the other steadily changed. At some point I think we had to separate them for some reason (can't remember) and I remember turning around to see the cage was now smaller and there was a smaller travel/hermit crab style cage on top with both pigs separated. By now one still looked normal, but the other seemed to get smaller and smaller and then it appeared to be dividing. I remember doing something and then looking back and these weird white shell fish are in the top cage pushing against the lid trying to get out and over flow. I remember leaving the room and exiting the house after that, but instead of it being the old front yard, I'm walking out to a front/side yard at my old community college. And the time appears later in the afternoon and it may rain. Seriously, I'm not sure what I was seeing. But I need to start not letting the small stuff go.
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