Sunday, July 25, 2004

Fire it up.

I've been having weird dreams lately.  Last night, for example, I dreamt I was in a cemetary because my family was there for some reason.  I suppose someone died, or we were visiting someone who had, but we were there.  Then, I went with my sister to the car because she needed something, but before that I ran into this crew that was also in this cemetary for some reason.  And my friends were there, even though they are not necessarily in that group, but they asked me if I wanted to go somewhere with them, but I just walked by and away saying no.  Then when we got to the parking lot, I saw my friend in her car trying to get something.  Weird.  Then I dreamt I was sleeping...and I was thinking about that urban legend I saw on that urban legend show on TLC about the girl who fell asleep at the foot of a statue in a cemetary, only to be murdered by a vengeful spirit in the middle of the night.  But I realized that I wasn't at the foot of a statue, so I was okay.  I can't remember the rest...but there was more weird stuff, by the time I woke up, I was like, "Geez, that was weird," and continued to recount the dream in my head.

The other day, maybe Thursday night, I dreamt that I was going back to high school because apparently I hadn't graduated yet.  It was the first day.  I remember a group of people in my grade in front of an English class.  And I saw that my friend Alex was in my class.  So when I got in there, there was this guy at the front with an electric guitar, who I presumed was Tyrone for some reason, only he had a curly fro.  So I sat next to Alex, and we were talking, and then suddenly class started.  But the teacher wasn't there.  It was a substitute.  Guess who the sub was.... Mrs. Mateer. It was really weird.  And then I turn around while she's making a lecture to the guy who I thought was Tyrone, only it wasn't.  It was Josh Groban.  That is really, really weird.  I mean...WHAT.

Maybe there's this weird chemical imbalance in me and its throwing everything out of whack.  Like my dreams and moods.  Totally weird.  But yeah. 

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