Eh.. It’s three in the morning. XD Thought I’d make an entry since I haven’t yet this week. I had a dream last night- or at least the only dream I can remember. It was about trains.. Four of them. I was trying to figure out when they would stop and start and was walking along beside them. To dream that you are walking alongside the railroad tracks, signifies much happiness from your skillful completion of your tasks. Alternatively, the dreamer may have a tendency to worry needlessly over a situation that will prove to work out in the end.. That makes me laugh.
I Haven’t been remembering any of my dreams lately though.. I guess it’s good I remembered at least one, but still.. Trains?
Oh! I remembered another one I had last night.
I was with Heidi in an apartment- the one where I lived when I was about nine. Heidi and I were moving. She wanted to split everything into two rooms. I whined, telling her no- only one room. Then she went over to a box and picked up a stack of pictures- saying she was going to throw them out since my father was in them. So, of course I snatched them away from her before she could(XD) and ran out the door and up this really steep hill. I stashed the pictures underneath something and walked back down the hill. It had taken over an hour to do.. When I came back home, Heidi had the door open and two men were standing there with like.. Police uniforms or something on and their regular clothes over it. Yuki was one of the men standing there. When I saw them, I got this weird look on my face and the three of us just started laughing hysterically while Heidi stood there, clueless.
To dream that you are climbing a hill, signifies your struggles in achieving a goal. To dream that you are standing on top of a hill, signifies that you have succeeded in your endeavors or that you have now have the resources to complete a task at hand. Well.. I did both of those in my dream. Ha- guess I am accomplished now.
Fell asleep right after school again.. (sorry T__T) So, that’s why I set my alarm at two to get up and finish my homework.. Although I really could care less if it’s finished or not and have blown if off many times.. Heh..
I was reading through this one story which I do not have a name for yet(Yeah.. I know) and actually thought it was halfway decent.. Some parts need to slow down though.. I’ve got a tendency to speed things up and so like three days happen on one page.. XD Just kidding- it takes eight pages this time for one day. It’s just the things is.. Well- gay romance. My therapist asked for one and I almost pass out.. Because the only one without gay romance is when the main character falls in love with her therapist soo… That would be awkward.. Just a little.
We’re playing softball in gym.. Ahh- so help me god. >< Softball isn’t as bad as hockey was though.. In softball, you can avoid playing and interacting with everyone more than hockey- which is good for me.
Gah.. It’s already past three.. Makes me feel rushed. >< No idea why… I have 3-4 more hours.
I thought this was funny:
“Fine, what cologne are you wearing?” I asked.
“The one on the counter in the red bottle,” Kyle said, being preoccupied with how shiny his hair was.
“Fine, I’m using this one.”
“No!” Kyle bellowed.
I blinked.
“If you use the same kind as me, then we’ll both smell the same!”
I blinked again. “That’s kind of what I was aiming for.”
“Use a different one. We need to be individuals here, you know.”
More serious tone I guess..:
Then, Kyle spoke. “How many more times are we going to go back there Angelo?”
“Back where?” I asked.
“Back home.”
“I’m not sure I know what you mean,” I said, rather confused.
“We can’t keep doing this. I’m tired of this. I’m tired of them.”
“Your parents?” I asked, still confused.
“All he did was flaunt his masculinity and all she did was abide by his rules. They haven’t changed. It’s too old fashioned for me.”
“…It’s a tradition to go home for Christmas.”
“No, it’s a tradition to go home and have a rancid Christmas,” Kyle said, turning off of the highway and onto State line.
“You were able to skip out last Christmas so they’ll probably be even more pleased to see you.”
“They’re never pleased to see me.”
“And why not?” I asked.
“Angelo, I am their only son, not to mention their only child. They’ve known for a while now that they’re not getting any grandchildren.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“Who’d want those things anyway?” I asked, haphazardly.
The silence returned.
My story.. XPP That was just to show you how it sort of goes. Eh- HALF decent anyway.
Currently listening: "Coastal cities" - The secret handshake
–Meghan
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