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![]() Friday, January 03, 2003 Ok, I, for one, am not a person who dreams very often. [Well, technically, they say you always dream, but you only sometimes remember them...] But I had one fucking weird night of dreams... My first dream starts movie-style, in third person. There's this scruffy brunette David Arquette-looking fellow [wow, my subconscious is original...] hugging some random blonde in the girls locker room at my school, in the corner where Caitie's locker is. Suddenly from behind her he pulls out a sword and stabs her through the arm. [Only it's not really a sword, it's like a traditional fencing sword but forte only, no foible, and the tip was fully sharpened (like a long, thin, silver shishkabob skewer...). Strangely enough, my school doesn't have a fencing team, although the storeroom has a few decorative swords and masks...Urban Legends style...] He then lets go of her and she steps back in shock and fear unable to react. He stabes her another few times and she falls to the floor dead. He then proceeds to attack the few left in the locker room. Suddenly, like a scene change, I see from an above shot, me, walking into the girls locker room, weilding a similar weapon, with either one person in black, or a few cohorts, behind me (I can't quite remember). Apparently I'm after this David Arquette-like fellow, and I'm being the big brave savior [deffinitely not a role for me...I'd run the hell away and let him kill everyone, the world is over populated anyway...]. So there's this Mia Hamm gatorade poster on the wall, and as I walk in I slice it Zoro-style, a big "MB" standing for "my babies." For some reason there were two little girls in the background information of this dream, but I don't really know what it was all about. It was like they were a shipment coming in. [And I hate children...] So anyway, I get in there, and there are no dead bodies or bloodstains anywhere, like nothing ever happened. And I'm in there alone except for Tara, a girl in my school, who's standing by Caitie's locker tying a shoe, foot up on the bench. Somehow I end up battling it out with Tara, who just happend to have another human-skewer. [This is strange enough seeing as I hardly know her and she's never been anything but nice to me...and I don't even know how to fence!] And I end up lying on one of the changing benches with her spear at my throat. Somehow I manage to smack it away with my forearm and stab her straight through the leg. Frustrated that it didn't go through the middle [I don't think I was thinking about where to stab or bones or anything at the time...], I stabbed at it again. I felt like if I didn't kill her first, she was deffinitely going to kill me. And I just kept stabbing at her, again, and again, and again. Then somehow I passed out from exhaustion, and I figured I had stabbed her to death. When I awoke, she was gone. Now I'm terrified because a) I don't know why she isn't dead b) i don't know where she is and c) I don't know why I'm not dead... With my weapon in hand, I creap around toward the sink area of the locker room and suddenly can hear her talking to someone like nothing happened, but I don't know who, and I don't know what about. I can see her in the huge reflection of the mirror sitting on the sink counter washing her bloody, punctured right shin with water and a soaked-pink paper towl. I panic and hurry back to where I was lying unconscious, and I see her sword lying in a pile of her stuff that I hadn't noticed before. I grab it and briskly, carefully, silently make my way to the door by the sink area that leads to the hallway by the athletic trainer. Once out there I hurry down the dark hallway and...my dream changes.... Now, I'm at a stange nondescript location with a bunch of people from my highschool. We go inside a big building with a glass front and a nice looking, empty interior, dimly lit yellow with little round recess lighting. The floor is polished wood, or linoleum. The ceiling's white. Everything else, black. I look to my right, and there's a small section with a sign designating it for for rollerblading, but it's far too small for that... I can't decide whether or not it was there before and I just didn't notice it, or if it really wasn't there at all. I look in front of me, and where I'm certain nothing was before, there's now a fully-seated bar, and to the left of that, the side of the building is glass and there's a hallway leading somewhere, when I look back over at the rollerskating area, there's now lines of people standing, waiting for their turn on the go-carts that have magically appeared...and aren't making any noise... I specifically remember seeing my friend Field in one of the go carts waiting to go, and I hear some strange voice from afar talking, "It's so strange, Ashley is standing all by herself..." I have a cousin named Ashley who's usually the life of a party, so maybe that's who the voice was refering to...but I don't remember seeing her there, nor any of my family. The place is now filled with strangers and a few random people I know. I turn back toward the hallway, curious to go down it, and there's a girl standing there who resembles Feild... I should mention that no one of the like have I ever met in my life... So anyway I remember she was talking to me, but I can't remember what she said. Then I was outside of the building by the front enterance, and I see a few girls from my junior high years that were a year older than me. A small group of friends that Jon knows [and wants to fuck, like Lily and Caytlyne, etc.], and I start walking in to go tell Jon they're here. He's already noticed and on his way out the door and makes some comment to me, but I can't remember what it was. Then I end up walking through the crowded room and down that hallway, and I open a door that looks like it leads to a closet, and suddenly end up in my basement at home near my dad's workbench...but it was cave-like... and the dream was over... The third and final dream was very strange... it was like I was in Manda's dorm room, but she had a three story loft, not a flat like in reality, and I was hanging out with her and Jess. Then Manda started acting crazy-funny-hyper as usual and decided to fall upsidedown off the third story, because she "knew she could." There's a crash and I'm terrified, almost certain she's landed on her neck and died...and I hurry to the banester she flung herself off of, look down, and see her lying motionless on the floor. But she then gets up laughing like nothing happened...and then I wake up... posted by Shannon | 12:16 AM |
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