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I don't usually get into this stuff, but I've been having really strange dreams lately. Well, mainly two that are note-worthy. In the first one, I was hanging out at this rock-quarry type place with some people, and Lucius Robinson was there. He wasn't supposed to be, and so as he was sneaking along the rocks, he fell into the water, which was apparently very cold. For some reason it was my task to keep Lucius warm with my body heat, or else he would die. So I kept him warm and while doing so we discussed middle school. So that was wierd.
Then I had a dream that my novio of last semester, Scott,had just returned home from London-town. I guess this dream isn't really strange, but what is notable about it is how very real it seemed. We hugged eachother and said hello, and I felt like I was actually hugging someone. I guess this is not a strange sensation, but my dreams are rarely this life-like. It could have been that it was a nap dream and in those I often shift in and out of conciousness, therefore the dream state gets a little muddled. The dream in which my mom said that "Sadness is the poison of Hitler" was also a nap dream. I am obviously effed up.
Everytime I look to the right I have to stare at my roommates wilting pink roses. This is a sad sight, and since I really don't have a choice but to turn right every once in a while, I get a good glimpse of them quite often. I have come to the conclusion that I like fresh flowers and I like dried flowers, but the in-between wilting stage is what I find depressing. An object in transition from life to death. Sorrow. Melodrama.haha.
Trekky is coming to Harrisonburg this weekend. I'm really excited. I didn't make this school up! Now I can get some validation..they will be the first outsiders from Chapel Hill to come here to JMU. I am certainly happy about it, and hope I can show a good time. Ok, that is all. Today I will be eating grilled cheese for dinner. This is exciting for a few reasons, none of which I will tell you.
faretheewell
Then I had a dream that my novio of last semester, Scott,had just returned home from London-town. I guess this dream isn't really strange, but what is notable about it is how very real it seemed. We hugged eachother and said hello, and I felt like I was actually hugging someone. I guess this is not a strange sensation, but my dreams are rarely this life-like. It could have been that it was a nap dream and in those I often shift in and out of conciousness, therefore the dream state gets a little muddled. The dream in which my mom said that "Sadness is the poison of Hitler" was also a nap dream. I am obviously effed up.
Everytime I look to the right I have to stare at my roommates wilting pink roses. This is a sad sight, and since I really don't have a choice but to turn right every once in a while, I get a good glimpse of them quite often. I have come to the conclusion that I like fresh flowers and I like dried flowers, but the in-between wilting stage is what I find depressing. An object in transition from life to death. Sorrow. Melodrama.haha.
Trekky is coming to Harrisonburg this weekend. I'm really excited. I didn't make this school up! Now I can get some validation..they will be the first outsiders from Chapel Hill to come here to JMU. I am certainly happy about it, and hope I can show a good time. Ok, that is all. Today I will be eating grilled cheese for dinner. This is exciting for a few reasons, none of which I will tell you.
faretheewell