Scary dreams suck!!
Oh ho! Well would you lookie here, the update journal section is all brand spanking new for some reason. Lets see. I like the area at the bottem. I like seeing my avatar right when I choose it. And I like seeing my mood icon. Of course, I'm on one of the acursed macantosh computers at school because the lab with the pc's isn't open. So all teh drop down windows at the bottem are screwy. But I think I can judge where they should be. The top part is "meh." I dont think the paid account options should be there. If someone was going to do any of those then they certainly wouldn't be at this page. And if someone wanted to download a client then they wouldnt be here either. Having them there is just stupid. But its not so bad other then that. I like how you dont have to drop down the extra stuff anymore. Most people use the mood and icon stuff anyway, they really should be just a normal part of the update journal page.
Well, enogh of that. I hate crazy stressed dreams like last night's one. I usually have pretty vivid dreams where I have to overcome some kind of increadibly evil or stupid entity. But every now and then I get a dream that deals pretty realistically with my real life. Some times what I dream comes true. But its just mudane crap like answering a question right in a certain class or meeting someone unexspectidly. It's never anything that could help me out to know about beforehand. And I ususally forget about it till it happens in real life and then I'm like, "Oh yeah, I had a dream about that some time ago." Usually about a year passes before it happnes. But last night I had a dream that I went to school today and read my book for so long that I completly missed my lab class at 12:00. Only it was reaschedualed for 11:00 and I didnt have the book for that class anyway. AND we had a test. Which we wouldn't have in a lab course, but who keeps track of those things in a dream? So I'm panicing and running around trying to find my teacher but he's left for the day. I stop and think to myself, "This has got to be a dream! Wake up, Alix, Wake up!! Oh no! Its not a dream, how can I be asleep when I'm obviously awake here? (sound thinking in a dream, I guess) I'm so screwed!!" Then I start running in circles. I had the idea that if I did that I could turn time back like in that old Superman movie but my circles are bearly a few feet wide. My rational was that I didnt need that much time, only about two hours and who would begrudge me that? But then I woke up at 5 am and I was like, "that dream sucks! Why do I dream things like that?" Then I looked at my alarm to see how much time I had till I had to wake up for real and realized I hadn't set my alarm last night. So if I hadnt stressed in my dream and woke up then I would probubly have been late getting up and late getting to class. So I guess it all turned out better in the end. But why does one's dreams have to work in metaphorse and sybolism? If my subcounsious has something to say, then just say it, dont beat around the bush so much! I guess I should be greatful. This happens pretty frequently. At least once a semester sounds about right. I should eat some fish some times soon to reward my brain for saveing me once again. Fish is brain food, so they say. I'll have to be satisfied with PBaJ till I get home, though. Thats all I brought. I think I'll go and look up that game I've been wondering about. I wonder if anyone else has heard of Dr Quandry. We used to play it in middle school. I just had a stroke of intuition a few days ago and remembered its name. I should look it up now while I still remember it. ^_^
Oh, and this post will be riddled with spelling errors. I can get to a decent spell cheak on a stupid mac computer so I'm saying "The Hell With It!" Now you can see what a spelling dunce I am. I guess I make it up in good grammer. Oh well. -_-
Well, enogh of that. I hate crazy stressed dreams like last night's one. I usually have pretty vivid dreams where I have to overcome some kind of increadibly evil or stupid entity. But every now and then I get a dream that deals pretty realistically with my real life. Some times what I dream comes true. But its just mudane crap like answering a question right in a certain class or meeting someone unexspectidly. It's never anything that could help me out to know about beforehand. And I ususally forget about it till it happens in real life and then I'm like, "Oh yeah, I had a dream about that some time ago." Usually about a year passes before it happnes. But last night I had a dream that I went to school today and read my book for so long that I completly missed my lab class at 12:00. Only it was reaschedualed for 11:00 and I didnt have the book for that class anyway. AND we had a test. Which we wouldn't have in a lab course, but who keeps track of those things in a dream? So I'm panicing and running around trying to find my teacher but he's left for the day. I stop and think to myself, "This has got to be a dream! Wake up, Alix, Wake up!! Oh no! Its not a dream, how can I be asleep when I'm obviously awake here? (sound thinking in a dream, I guess) I'm so screwed!!" Then I start running in circles. I had the idea that if I did that I could turn time back like in that old Superman movie but my circles are bearly a few feet wide. My rational was that I didnt need that much time, only about two hours and who would begrudge me that? But then I woke up at 5 am and I was like, "that dream sucks! Why do I dream things like that?" Then I looked at my alarm to see how much time I had till I had to wake up for real and realized I hadn't set my alarm last night. So if I hadnt stressed in my dream and woke up then I would probubly have been late getting up and late getting to class. So I guess it all turned out better in the end. But why does one's dreams have to work in metaphorse and sybolism? If my subcounsious has something to say, then just say it, dont beat around the bush so much! I guess I should be greatful. This happens pretty frequently. At least once a semester sounds about right. I should eat some fish some times soon to reward my brain for saveing me once again. Fish is brain food, so they say. I'll have to be satisfied with PBaJ till I get home, though. Thats all I brought. I think I'll go and look up that game I've been wondering about. I wonder if anyone else has heard of Dr Quandry. We used to play it in middle school. I just had a stroke of intuition a few days ago and remembered its name. I should look it up now while I still remember it. ^_^
Oh, and this post will be riddled with spelling errors. I can get to a decent spell cheak on a stupid mac computer so I'm saying "The Hell With It!" Now you can see what a spelling dunce I am. I guess I make it up in good grammer. Oh well. -_-