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Misty Rain Garden Se-ji & Neko-chan Animal Crossing Inu-Yasha |
Some days it really seems as if I exist in two main worlds - the one of the existence that we call 'awake', and the one where my pshyical body sleeps and my mind is free to wander. Often I wake up with the imprint of crazy dreams in my mind, my emotions still tied up in them. So, I decided that I'm going to start listing my dreams, and maybe daydreams, to get a good view of that world as well as this. ... I'll just say that there was something about a hair brush, killing and taking the idenity of Thomas Jefferson, and somehow an aranged marriage to some random rich persons daughter. *twich* WWII. Deathcamps. Hungary children. Snobby family on a huge golf course in a huge house. Accused of stealing a magizine and seashell. Stuck 'hiding' from their party. Woke up. Went to sleep. Almost got killed by a small sharp spinning things plane. ... Curse accidentally closing the window... It's been so far in the day that I don't remember much of my dream, but I can give you the basic outlines. Most of it took place at my church, but for some reason my church was a school, but the students where all the kids from my church, Scott, and myself. Oddly enough, Scott could come to school and take the lessons, but not over to my house because he still lived far away, and it would be many days travel to get to my house or me to his (???). But the real thing I remember from my dream is that there was this beautiful Asian girl, an exchange student, who took up all Scott's attenchion. I'd sit next to him, or try to talk with him, and he would totally ignore me, treating me like you would an annoying little kid. He and that girl would snuggle in a corner, while I'd watch and be quiet. Remembering more of my dream, he did come over to my house to play some games I got him, but it turned out that the one game he really wanted wast he wrong kind. The only differenence? One word. I forget what it was, it isn't a real game, but it was '(somthing) Mission' with red clouds and one of those sudusive looking woman plastered on the front, and I got the wrong one '(same somthing as the first one) Missons', which, for some reason, was a totally different game. -_-;; Apperentally it was still cool, and I had about three or four forty dollor games I'd gotten for him that he liked as well, but he was mad, got up and left. Of course, in my dream I felt like an idiot, and crushed that he left like that. All in all, I woke up feeling defeated and sad, not a nice way to start a day, huh? |