Last night was a strange night. First of all I fell asleep in front of the tv. My mom came down at 4 in the morning and woke me up. For some reason when she woke me up I started panicking. I think it had something to do with a dream I don't even remember now.
Second of all when I got back to sleep I had a very frightening dream. I was 11 and for some reason I had found evidence against a criminal organization that had appeared in my neighborhood. Only the man in charge knew I had the evidence because he saw me take it. He tried to strangle me but I wouldn't give up the evidence no matter what.
Somehow I got back into the house. I tried to fax the evidence (which was in the form of some sheets of paper) to my mother but one of the bad people picked up the phone and interrupted the fax. There was some part when they were making me dig and were going to bury me alive I think (thank you Criminal Minds?). Only the one guy told me he wanted to help and told me to run and he would distract the boss.
Only when I started to run, he told the boss which way I ran and started coming after me. When they got close I suddenly stopped and started running in the other direction. Somehow I managed to reach the house even though I started getting slower and slower.
Soon my mom and dad got home. Mom realized something was up because there was more food missing from the house then should be. She found the bad guys in the family room and started lecturing them on using other people's stuff. She stuck a medicine ball on one guys head.
She tried to put me to bed but I was so terrified of these guys that I ran out and sat in the van. She sat with me. We had the front doors locked but for some reason the back ones weren't. They started trying to climb in. I kept throwing them out and tried to lock the doors but it was no use. Every time I thought I got them locked the bad guys got them open somehow.
Finally I got everyone out of the car and I managed to get the second in command in handcuffs. Only she got the handcuffs off. So I put another pair on her and was trying to get Hotch (from Criminal Minds) to cuff her legs but he wouldn't intervene. So I kept her under my watch till the police showed up.
I tried to impress on her how important it was to keep the girl locked up but I could tell the police woman didn't believe me. The second in command had dressed herself up to look like a victim who was assulted so that she could get away. I tried to dress her back up as normal as possible but it was hard since I couldn't find her pants.
That's when I woke up.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Middle School
As I think about it now, I feel like I missed out on something in middle school. Missed out on opportunities maybe. The first school I went to only had kindergarten to grade 6. I had to go to a different school for grade 7 and 8. Now that the other school that fed into the school I went to for grade 7 and 8 also has grade 7 and 8 I feel like the students from my school miss out on things.
It was weird going to a different school that had students who had been there since kindergarten. You felt like an outsider even in your own school. Especially when the students who had been there all along talked about teachers they had and people they knew.
By missing out I mean like the special opportunities given to some students. Many of them went to those who had been at the school for their kindergarten to grade 6 years, becuase they already knew the teachers from being around. Even though they tried to keep the grade 7s and 8s separate from the rest of the school to give them that "middle school experience", there were some things that were shared by all. We had computer classes with the same teachers for example.
I don't know. Looking back I just feel like maybe I would have enjoyed middle school more if I didn't feel like an outsider in my own school.
It was weird going to a different school that had students who had been there since kindergarten. You felt like an outsider even in your own school. Especially when the students who had been there all along talked about teachers they had and people they knew.
By missing out I mean like the special opportunities given to some students. Many of them went to those who had been at the school for their kindergarten to grade 6 years, becuase they already knew the teachers from being around. Even though they tried to keep the grade 7s and 8s separate from the rest of the school to give them that "middle school experience", there were some things that were shared by all. We had computer classes with the same teachers for example.
I don't know. Looking back I just feel like maybe I would have enjoyed middle school more if I didn't feel like an outsider in my own school.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Strange Dreams
I have the strangest dream last night. At some point I dreamed that my cousin was married. Then in my dream he was getting a divorce. Now for some reason in my own dream I had recently separated from a boyfriend... who I think in the dream was some guy I haven't seen in a year. Anyways he didn't really want to talk to it, soays I started crying and he came out and we talked.
Then for some reason I was going out to supper... it was me and someone else came. We were sitting down to dinner at a fancy restaurant and I tried to order coffee but they told me they didn't serve coffee after 10 pm. So I ordered some weird drink instead. It was really weird becuase we were soon joined by some other people we knew and all of us were ordering by phone. Most of the people were kids I went to high school with. I ordered some weird platter that had rice, chicken, chocolate cake and ice cream on it. I think the rice was in some kind of sauce.
Anyways sometime between when we came in and got our food a bunch of rowdy people started coming into the restaurant. They made a HUGE commotion so the owner called the police. After we ordered I wandered off for a second and came to the same roudy people dancing up a storm on the dance floor.
After I came back, the drinks had been served and some of my "friends" had their meal. There was a drink next to me but I couldn't tell if it was my drink or the person next to me's drink. It later turned out to be his drink when they brought me mine. It was very good even though I don't know what in the world I was supposed to be drinking.
Anyways so soon my food came. I ate the ice cream first. But then for some reason I had to leave briefly. I ended up at home with another friend. We smoked and then my dad drove us back to the restaurant. by the time I got there most people had finished eating. They were clearing away the plates. I saw them clearing away my plate which had been basically finished on me and I got really upset.
The waitress proceeded to bring the two guys who had eaten my meal on me. I started yelling at them because I was upset. For some reason I was really mad that I had only got to eat part of my meal. Then one of the guys apologized and offered to pay for my meal for me. He gave me a mix of Canadian and American dollars to pay for it with. That still didn't help the fact that I was hungry.
That was when I woke up.
Then for some reason I was going out to supper... it was me and someone else came. We were sitting down to dinner at a fancy restaurant and I tried to order coffee but they told me they didn't serve coffee after 10 pm. So I ordered some weird drink instead. It was really weird becuase we were soon joined by some other people we knew and all of us were ordering by phone. Most of the people were kids I went to high school with. I ordered some weird platter that had rice, chicken, chocolate cake and ice cream on it. I think the rice was in some kind of sauce.
Anyways sometime between when we came in and got our food a bunch of rowdy people started coming into the restaurant. They made a HUGE commotion so the owner called the police. After we ordered I wandered off for a second and came to the same roudy people dancing up a storm on the dance floor.
After I came back, the drinks had been served and some of my "friends" had their meal. There was a drink next to me but I couldn't tell if it was my drink or the person next to me's drink. It later turned out to be his drink when they brought me mine. It was very good even though I don't know what in the world I was supposed to be drinking.
Anyways so soon my food came. I ate the ice cream first. But then for some reason I had to leave briefly. I ended up at home with another friend. We smoked and then my dad drove us back to the restaurant. by the time I got there most people had finished eating. They were clearing away the plates. I saw them clearing away my plate which had been basically finished on me and I got really upset.
The waitress proceeded to bring the two guys who had eaten my meal on me. I started yelling at them because I was upset. For some reason I was really mad that I had only got to eat part of my meal. Then one of the guys apologized and offered to pay for my meal for me. He gave me a mix of Canadian and American dollars to pay for it with. That still didn't help the fact that I was hungry.
That was when I woke up.
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