Dreams- HP on the brain

Dreams

As far back as I can remember,

First it was something about the Dursley's. I think that I was Harry with Draco and Snape and for some odd reason, we were all stuck at the Dursley's. Snape and Draco were very OOC like they had all gone through some harboring trial together. The Dursley's house was a lot different than it really was, and the three guys were in an empty room upstairs. They had been locked there or something while at the Durley's and had to spend the night there so they pulled out the bed, only to realize that it was not nig enough for all three of them, they pulled it uver to a desk so one of them would have to sleep on the desk. It was very odd in a sadish way.

Then there was something about a school, I was in a new school and somehow had new relatives who I didn't know. I rememember that I was wearing some interesting clothes, like maybe really big brown boots and a short skirt and a sweatshirt, standing out for what everyone else was wearing. I remember making friends or aquaintices with some girl's and something about lunch. I was called out of a language class to go see an administrator, who was also my new uncle or something. He seemed as if he was used to be given a hard time by kids. I waited in the hall until he was done with the student before me. When I sat down, he had a chicken sandwhich with lettuce, onions, ketchup, pickles ect on it and asked me what I usually liked on my sandwhich, ready to take off anything I didn't like to be the template of what I would recieve for lunch everday. His hands were seperating the onions, spreading them out because the fast food places always do a terrible job when putting anything together. I told him that it was fine the way it was but that I might not always eat it and I was about to go Vegetarian and I really needed whole wheat bread instead of the white patty.


Then there was something else... and then I was Harry in an orchestra. I had a violin in my hand and was playing, even though I have no idea how to play the violin- but it was magical. I think Dumbledore came in to be the conductor and I was a little frightened of him, of his power and how he wasn't what he showed the world he was... and then Dumbledore started telling some of the children playing instruments to leave because they weren't right.. but he never asked Harry(me) to leave, of course not because Harry was special...

And then I went to the next class, which was going to be taught by Professor Snape. It was usually taught by Professor Lupin outside because it was always magically sunny and warm outside during the day. I think that the student usually sat in groups in little tents, the first thing Snape did was banish the tents and arrange the chairs with magic to form straight rows. He told the students that he wouldn't be soft like Lupin and that he expected perfection ect, ect and started to teach the children about the subject which was not a usual Hogwarts subject. I think it was a class about insects maybe or maybe it was a DADA class only more involved than the ones in the books..

After class Snape told Harry about a deal they had and let a large spider out to bite Harry and draw blood. He then told him to be in his rooms the next day to hold up his deal. The next day, Harry came to Snape's rooms (which once again were a lot more different than they would ever be) and resolved himself to feed the spider like he said he would. In my dream, Harry could talk to spiders like he could talk to snakes. The spider he was to feed was actually the 'baby' one as Snape had two others, the parent spider and another child spider that was older than the baby that he fed other ways. Harry closed his eyes but very bravely reached out and let the spider land on his arm and crawl up so that it could bite him and feed. Some time later, maybe days when Harry came in to feed again Snape was no where in sight and Harry shaved a little circle on his arm so that the spider could get to his skin better.

Odd dreams.

bo bum be bum

Song of the day: The Strokes: I Can't Win

So we are finally in Atlanta, GA. Fun fun. >.<


Two nights ago I dreamt that I was on a coed HS basetball team for my 10th grade coach. I had no problems running but my muscles were so weak that every time I tried to throw or shoot I just tossed the ball a couple feet away. We all wore those oversized pinnys thingies. I think my bro was on my team I can't remember, but I know that people I used to play with were on it, like Betty.

Three nights ago I think I dreamt about an 800 relay. And other various stuff.

Four days ago I dreamt that I was in my middle school- turned high school and I was rushing around trying to get ready for a basketball game with my 11th grade coach and team. I couldn't find my school locker and by the time I got all my stuff together the team had already left and I ran out a side door, my coach was waiting there in a SUV and I climbed in. I then got one of those uncomfortable lectures about being prepare, being on time and actually wanting to be on the team. I tried to explain to her that I had never had to run from one side of the school to the other with so many books after school. >.<

Five nights ago I dreamt about volleyball. And other various stuff.

Last night I had an interesting dream. There was this woman who kind of reminded me of a novelist female character of Mary Margaret (KF:The LC). For some reason we were in this building, it was mostly empty and we were in one of the first story basement rooms. There was something about a dead body being covered with a sheet and no one was really distressed about it. I understood that it was some detective mystery at that moment so I rewinded back to a time when they were playing poker on a green velvet table in that room. The Woman was some kind of great poker player with a reputation. I fast forwared and found myself in the custody of some kind of army/scientific group. I was lead from outside into some kind of room with some stationary gas tanks painted red and some wide ladders. I was supposed to go do the ladder and stay underground in custody. I remember going underground and there were some medical people there. Somehow I and this other guy (a friend who reminded me of Mathew Rose or that guy who punched a wall) , who came to rescue me or was undercover in the base, managed to help find a different way out through some interesting obstacles. I remember that at least two people followed us and tried to catch us but didn't wish to harm us. They had energy weapons that looked like the kind the aliens use in StarGate SG 1. They didn't shoot at us and I remember climbing up a ladder to the top of a tall, flat thing and the trying to climb down the other side. I think that we were trying to get away before someone could do experiments on or interogates us.

Ho hum...

Music: Depeche Mode

Dream last night:

I made a super CD and I gave it to a teacher I used to have like my old Phych teacher and he had a classroom with a lot of plants on the third floor. I was just visiting or something so I gave him the CD (or maybe I was chekcing on it?) It was playing an Adiemus song and the song broke up so I checked it. It was in a star shape instead of a circle and it was falling apart. I think it was made up of unbaked, flat, dry clay. I remeber placing a broken bit (where the song was) back onto the CD and hoping that it would work long enough to listen to it.

Then there was something about a bus.

Then I was in CA with my family visiting my grnadmother at church. It wasn't really CA though... felt more like an alternate dimension. I remember some meeting and they were assigning callings or something and wanted to take pictures.. a shadow bulliten box on the wall had sugar (maybe peanut butter) cookies in different shapes for people to order for the Merrie Miss girl club thingy, I admired the first 3 or 4 (There was one shaped like an egg!) before I was pulled away.

I remember walking through some corridors and opening a door that lead to the outside, something about a barrel that I had to move in front of the door to close it but it didn't work or something.

HOL Sorting Hat

You have been sorted into Ravenclaw
Your score in the four houses
Gryffindor: 53 points
Hufflepuff: 64 points
Ravenclaw: 125 points
Slytherin: 44 points

dreams

Music for today: Adiemus


Yesterday I dreamt about flying... or maybe floating. I was in a new large house and I stayed up at night, floating. And then I traveled around the house and found my mom to prove to her that I could fly through air. I remember floating through a Star Trek styled aberetum (can't spell- Plant room with flowers). A slightly disturbing dream simply because I don't know how to really turn it on or off and I'm always afraid that I won't be able to stick back to normal gravity once I start, and that also that I wouldn't be able to get it to work ever again.


Last night I had some weird dream about the almost-teenaged boy who slide bettween realities (like the show Sliders). He picked up two friends and they landed in a reality (most were similar to his normal one) where he had died when he was younger and his parents didn't know who he was. His father saw him and his friends out on the front yard and invited them in and stuff and they talked and then he decided to drive the kids to school (which they certainly didn't want for a number of reasons: most notedly because they don't exsist at the school they claimed to go to.) I remember that they had planned to use some instant transportation device to go somewhere before the dad decided to drive them to school. Then off of a book of sets of characters the skunk or maybe the dog characters (there were about 10 of them in a set) somehow got selected and came down and made the kid's hair grow until he had this big brush of black hair on his head and most of his face... I remember that he wasn't happy that these guys had come by to bug him and he was scared that his Dad (who didn't really know who he was anyway) wouldn't recognize him as the kid from before. The characters were kind of 2d in a 3d world and floated around, calling him 'kid' or 'lil bro'. Weird.

Then my brain got all weird and there was something about coloring books... buying Precious Moment coloring books at the store with my mom and a bunch of other stuff I can't recall.

There was something about being in my old old house again... I think I pulled up the flat grey carpeting and loosened the bare wood rectangle around the left window... everything was surrounded by frames of wood. There was something about computers, and transfering Japanese music with Jessica, she gave me song a long time ago and I was giving it to her back without knowing that she had been the one to make it and such. Then there was something about Kelly, she saw me with my other friends and thought that I had other best friends, but I put my arms around her and said 'you are my dearest and bestest friend' and then everything was ok. I think I was preparing for a sleepover?

music music music

I love Rufus Wainwright.


He is so awesome. I love all his songs. :) I've been basically listening to nothing but for the last week.

past dream

Just wanted to write this down so I don't forget.


It was a track dream. I was back in SC with the old team, perhaps just visiting. I remember that they were going to do a replay race in a sort of club event.. it had lots of teams, but it all felt very 'practice-ish'. I remember sitting on a couch to watch the relay or something, or maybe I was talked into particpating without even knowing it? For whatever reason, the track wasn't on the track- it was on the track but when you came around the far side, you ran off the track onto the grass to complete a loop through the couch (passing the baton at the couch or something). Very odd. I remember that Arione had run off with the baton as 1st or 2nd on a 4x4 relay and she went to pass it to a new boy (he seemed like a middle school kid, maybe a small freshman?) and somehow someone passed me a baton! I guess instinct kicked in because I got up off of that couch and started running. I was a little surprised and unsure because I hadn't been sprinting in awhile and wasn't warmed up or anything but I gliding around the track and passed the new kid (which surprised some people >.<).

I guess I decided that I didn't want to simulate hitting the wall or the last 100 meters of an awful race because the next thing I remember was going to some sort of track banquet with 1st Sarge, some runners and lots of grownups in a very expensive calssy house. With chandeliers. Maybe we were just visiting? I rememebr some of those books filled with life savers rolls at the end, someone had them on a silver tray and someone else told me I could have some. It was interesting.

blah blah

We've just been packing and stuff lately. Planning to move to Georgia in a few weeks I think.

Not much has been going on. I've mostly been working on my website. Lots of dreams but I haven't felt like spending time writing them down. Last night's was an interesting one though.

I think that it was influenced by the stories I've been reading like Snape's Vocation and A Year Like None Other.

For some odd reason it started with me and James and my mom stranded back at our old old house (the one I grew up in), waiting to move to Georgia. We just had a few things with us, a couple beds and stuff.

And that's where it got weird, it's like a cross between the characters from those two stories took over the dream and in a smiliar place, or more like a bungalow, Snape and Harry were chilling for the summer. At night, Snape kept parentally reading classical literature to Harry or reading out quotes like they were treats or something. o.O And then he told him to go to bed. There was something about flying on a hang glider or something and at first Snape said he couldn't do it, then said yes because he didn't want the porch or 4 other different big things around- his usual sarcastic manner. Then there was something about Neville... I think Harry was feeling a little bad for Neville because Neville was stuck at his grandmother's and couldn't try out this hang gliding spell or something. Then Neville came to stay or something... (S's Vocation)

Then I think I was myself... I vagely recall playing in a cool attic and then cleaning the stairs while mom and James were packing or doing something in the kitchen. I went backwards down the stairs facing the top and it was like some sort of hidden space appeared.. like you could only see somethings if you travel and look in the right direction. Well I found an Easter basket covered with some napkins. I carried it back up to the kitchen and it turnedd out to be a tray of big large chocolates covered in coconut stuff and stuff like that with the large gumdrop material made bunnies... I had a dream that I got such a thing from the Christinsen's around Easter time and now this one was the one my brother got that he just left at the bottom of the stairs because he couldn't eat the chocolates. I was happy and was wondering if they were still good to eat. :} I think that they were okay caus ethey tasted alright to me, in any case I don't think I much cared. those large gumdrop sculpted bunnies were a real masterpiece though, with eyes and tails and whiskers sculpted out of different kinds of candies.

I still can't get over the fact that Snape was reading Harry bedtime stories... from classical literature. o.O

Look, dreams.

Music: Rufus Wainwright - Natasha
 
Dreams
 
A short while ago I dreamt that I had gone back to the house I grew up in... that it had been remodeled and certain areas of the folige and trees had been torn down. I took either a seed of a baby baby tree and planted it in a big pot. Last night I dreamt that I was there again... the area that used to be closest to the road where that blind turn for cars had been shoveled into.. to create a low flat area for a sidewalk as well as getting rid of that blind turn. Trees all over the property had been chopped down, torn up. Rich wet dark brown earth was everywhere. I was of course sad as I had loved those trees. I remember looking at that pot that had the baby tree I had planted in it before.. it had grown a lot. The roots were almost overspilling the pot, yet there were inproportianate with the trunk and branches as they were barely taller than I. I remember looking at that tree and thinking about planting it into one of those rich brown dirt holes where the larger ones had been. I remember looking at the other house- the one story red house that was for two apartments.. I remember looking at a large cupboard and studying how the left side that at one point had a tree there, the crack between the floor of the room and the floor of the cupboard gaped with earth or very very old wood and a brown grey smooth trunck rose out of it.. it dodn't go to far though. The top had been cut off many years ago, I assumed, so that it was barely as tall as the room. I understood that the reason it was still there was because it would have been too much work to chop it all out.
 
Then there was something about the boy next door.. I dreamt about him a lot this week. This time I think that I was looking through the glass patterned glass at the blurs that were his family as they sat down to dinner.
 
Then something about school. There was a large complex and my team was above ground. Late at night I was on something.. a hover craft? A scooter? a floating foam pad, perhaps a tricycle? I navigated the halls and darkened corridors in the complex.. and below ground for hours, floating with the power of my mind. I remember below ground.. yellowish walls and pipes, sliding doors and what seemed like an endless maze. I just explored and floated on. I finally came to what looked like an underground gym.. another team was working out and I felt that I might have been on enemy territory yet no one noticed me. Perhaps they thought that I belonged since I was backwards- awake when others would have been asleep. I looked at one of those padded inclinded weight pullup/squat machines and floated further in the room. I stopped next to what looked like a backless foam chair, which really was an exercise machine and did some squat thing on it, while watching the other team and coach go about their bussiness. After that, I tried to float around looking for the way back up. I floated for hours, going around in circles in this complicated maze.
 
Finally I made it back up to the ground level. It was breakfast time. A girl from below was there and she recognized me. She hung around me and we sat down and talked and ate with others from below and from other areas... no one from my area was around. I finally had to go to practice so I did. It was outside, running on the grass grounds of this school.  My coach came up to me.. asked me how I was, did I have a good rest? At first I was afraid that he knew that I'd been awake all night, being freindly with the enemy but his smile didn't waver so feeling deceitful I said that everything was great, yes I had a restful evening.
 
He let me go and I went back to the ground floor main food area. The girl was still there, we walked to the right side and sat down at a table. She was talking to two boys. I looked at some candies on a table behind us. Something about mini colored chocolates in the shape of fruit.. maybe vegetables. Differnt packages had different kinds in them: a whole mix, one mix with two things maybe something brown and something orange.. one was maybe pink, white, red and chocolate coloured... I knew enough that the best flavoured had already been boughten..

long time no see

Well I know I haven't posted in awhile. Truth is, I just haven't wanted to spend anytime typing up stuff to post. :P I weighed myself today: 131 lbs. It's okay. I need to get down below 125.
 
Nothing much has been going on, I've been helping some people write, and worked on writing with people but I'm at a standstill wih one story since I need to get to the library before I continue. I also have been working on my website and a yahogrou_p. (don't want this blog to come up pn any searches for that.)
 
I've also been having a church friend come over every weekend. She's been over 3, maybe 4 weekends. We play N64 and walked to the movies once and basically have dinner before driving her back to her apt. ^_^ She's great fun.
 
Been having some interesting dreams, but mostly same old same old.
 
Last night I dreamt that I was in a high school.. in a math class. The teacher was trying to explain why 4/6=7/8 or something dumb that really didn't make sense.  I remember that I was sitting on the irght with a group of friends and I was working on something.. like maybe a flat computer screen pad and I think that I was swinging on a swing chair instead of the usual chairs. When I finally bothered to look up I noticed what dumb thing the teacher was trying to teach us and when she asked if anyone had any questions only I and another person raised our hands. It was the classic example of people being too afraid to speak up, since after she explained it againand asked if we understood, more people (most of the class) said that they didn't. I was lead to believe that it had something to do with rounding up and division, but we were in what felt like an algebra class learning about fraction equalivants so it didn't really work. I think that this was my brain just wanting to learn some more math.
 
The school bell rang and I was hungry. I looked at the clock- it was stuck somewhere around 8 am and I was worried that that meant that we had to go out to eat breakfast/lunch and come back to school. I asked the teacher while everyone else walked out and luckily she said that it was 3:30. I then walked out, following someone who looked like Zach S (he's like 6 yrs younger than me?)  who was wearing a leather outfit. It was raining outside. I chased after him with my leather sandal clog things o.O to warn him that he would get wet and ruined but he just ignored me, walked on and once outside, stopped at a blacktop 1/2 basketball cout to shoot around with his brothers. I thought that I needed to go to track practice. I suppose that any day after school with rain (spring) means track to me. o.O I then spotted two pools.. swimming pools with only a foot or so of water on the deep side where some kids were playing on floating things in. I wanted to go over there and tell them to get out, because I was a big kid, but decided that I didn't want to act as a bossy prefect so I let them be.

Just a simple article.. about NJ

http://www.jhu.edu/~newslett/03-30-00/Features/3.html

Quzza!

I gacket this off my bro's new LJ. o.O

You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is
the most free-spirited and adventurous. You
like camping, hiking, or interaction with other
people. Your a social butterfly, but not
because of your style, but because of your
willingness to communicate with everyone. You
probably have close friends who can rely on you
because you always seem to know whats going on
in the world. You love music and are
free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A
born leader and great explorer-dont ever
change-the world needs more people like you.


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Windowless Airliner

A blogish post.
http://www.halfbakery.com/idea/Windowless_20airliner

I liked the comment about the glass plane..
I think that watching the plane taking off would be great fun! I remember that my brotehr and I commented on this when we flew on a 747 a few years ago.

Dreams, Basketball and Dolls

I dreamed that I was on a basketball team. The first day of practice. I tried to do a standing layup shot.. and missed. So I tried and tried again and again and still missed. I was perplexed and puzzled. It was the easiest shot on the whole court and I used to be able to hit them with 100% accuracy. I think that Shannon was my rebounder and she didn't say anything, just chased after the balls. I shot and missed again. Grr. The coach moved me to a flatter angle, tryingto make it easier I suppose, but I know that that shot only makes it harder.. o.O


The next part of my dream I was a some short of large store. I was looking at an aisle of toys and trying to pick up Christmas presents for everybody. My family was wandering around the store too. I was looking at some colorful wind chimes and trying to pick out something nice for my cousins and Grandma. I'ma bit of a perfectionist so although I had several possibilities in my arms already, I was still searching for the perfect gifts. I thought about making cupcakes and placing 6 inch christmas trees on top made of icing, and how I could possibly mail them without the icing smushing, falling off or turning into mush. My mom came by and said everyone wanted to leave and that I had spent enough time there. I walked over to the checkout line (odd because it didn't lead out of the store, it was horizontal. And I payed for my purchases but was annoyed to realize that I had lost a wad of money, like maybe $22. I still had enough money so I paid and we exited the store.

We got into a large truck thingy, filled with more belongings needed on a trip. We were going to a Disney World type place on the North East. We were going to stay at someone's hotel house. We stopped at the house and unloaded some things, then went to the church to find some people. Kelly was there and some other kids. I walked into a room that had the same dimensions as the nursery. Kelly was too busy playing some Neopets game and doing an essay in the computer to come with me to our new cool place. My twin-sized mattress was on its side in the corner with some Victorian patterend sheets half on it. I looked under a sink in the middle of the room, finding some Wendy's that I had left there. Someone said "Ew." I had to aggree.. the ice in the soda had melted. There was something about dolls that I can't remember.

Somehow I found myself back at the store. I was looking for my money, someone had moved the asile I had been down back, showing the grate and that below the floor was another level. Someone commented that people had been loosing money in this store for years. Someone else was moaning about their lost money. I searched through the grate and found some money, which I snatched up. I could see that it had a $10 so it really wasn't mine so I wandered down the aisle some more. A woman hovered around me, a man found a dollar and I ignored him.. I spotted another fold of cash and I snatched that up like lightening too. The woman tried to get it too, but was too slow and whined she I got it first. I could tell that it was a large amount, but I had not found my lost wad of money yet so I kept searching.

I finally gave up my search, thinking that I had found much more than I had lost and approached the cashier. Maybe I was buy a little doll or something. I felt that I was on some sort of game show and i unfolded my wads of money, I did not know how much I had. The fist was 20 something, the next wad had a 100 dollar bill. Everyone gasped in excitement. I paid for the doll and put the money away. As we walked past some display aisles of large toys I thought about buying my brother one of those large wooden car sets.. the ones with the mini cars or train pieces on tracks and bridges. Or buying some Barbie dolls for future kids, the faces always change to match the times.. I then thought about some k'nex or lego pieces, but decided not to buy anything today. As I was waking up, I thought that I should put it in the bank.




Did I ever write that dream about a giant slide and Disney character dressed people? How I was stuck on a slide hiding while other people/kids went down it (including mermaids) and didn't want to go down this 50 ft thing, but fell down it by accident? it was the one with everyone beaming to a place in an empty amusement park... something about a locker room and a nice dining area.. I must have felt as if I was undercover or one of the few people who knew what was really going on, because I remember being on some team and talking through headgear... and trying to avoid some adults.

What about that one about the dark house and mirrors? And the big bathroom? and how the rooms changed around.

Dreams of Unicycles

Dreams

I was at some sort of school and there was an afternoon function going on.. perhaps a fair. I remember some balloons outside, and as I walked through a crowd in the front, Jessica (the one from HS XC) approached me and told me that they were giving away free unicycles, and that I had to get one. She then mentioned something about Sarah being around and we said goodbye. I really wanted a free unicycle. I came across them and there were only two color: a pastel lime yellow and a bright pink. I think that I picked out a bright yellow one. I think that I placed it somewhere.. perhaps left it against a tree or something. Then I think that I talked to Heather.. about Spongebob or Squidworth or something?
She was her usual uningaging self. o.O (jk) I then wandered inside the building and into a crowded classroom.

They were having some sort of lesson, that I had walked into the middle of and I couldn't leave. I really didn't want to join in but they made me take a piece of paper and a pen/pencil and write something down. Finally, it ended and everyone was about to leave. I think that I opened the door to the next classroom, looking for my brother. He was in there and I asked him if he had gotten a unicycle too. He hadn't, so I wanted to show him my unicycle. I went out to get it but it wasn't where I had left it. I decided to get another one, but just then a Principal walked by in a crowd and I overheard him saying that they hadn't managed to buy enough unicycles and that they had run out of yellow ones. I was sad.

I decided not to take a second cycle because they didn't have enough for everyone. I then looked into my (nonexistant o.O) purse and found my yellow unicycle! Yay! It had been shrunken. o.O James walked by and I told him to go get a pink one. I think he managed to get one, and then I traded unicycles with him. We then unicycled home, down a hill.

The next part I remember is something about Coach Russel. I think that I gave him a pair of sandals for the Forth of July or for a birthday present in the summer or something. o.O Somehow.. the team got into different cars and drove away.. some went into a carwash/auto mechanic place. I think that I helped Russell clean his car out.. only I overdid it and found 6 pairs of shoes. I think that I annoyed him with that because he had no place to put them all.

Then I wandered away.. I sat down somewhere and was given a pile of newspaper wrapped stuff. This part is a little freaky. I unwrapped to inspect things no bigger than a rectangular tissue box. Wooden figurines and dolls.. but some were mumified miniture people. Ew. I was rather unsettled the first time I unwrapped a mumified person. Not fun, but it was my job so I continued. Then some native tribal people (once again no bigger than a rectangle shoebox) approached me and asked if I was going to finish soon. You see, they wanted them for their parade. I thought that it was rather odd to want to have mumified humans in a parade for children, but respected their culture and told them that I would finish soon.

That's all I really remember.

Hmm.. :)

My mom just mentioned that my uncles and grandfather had gotten degrees from Ivy League Universities.

What a way to unintentionally make someone feel less adequate. lol

Oh well. I'd just settle for whatever so I can make money to learn forever. Take a million classes...
Hmmm.. :)

Oh Captian, my Captain

Song of Goodness: Moby - Flower

I was thinking about this the other day. If I ever were a Captain I'm sure that I would quite overdo it. I'd make up fun workouts, like a scavenger run. I'd bring popsicles to practice on the hottest days, and every Monday have a team night where everyone did mandatory stretching and shin exercises and I feed then whole wheat pasta for dinner and spelt rolls. Dinner would be followed by a team moral boosting time (team chats about non-sports stuff and fun quotes) followed by Colloidal Silver and iron supplements. My room/apartment would have a wall with spots for everyone to make and tape up their faces to feel as if they quite belonged there. And team "gifts" they gave each other wouldn't cost anything except for the last one. No one really has any money and gift giving every week could stress some people out.

And the second anyone thought that they were getting sick, I'd pour liquid echinacea goldenseal down their throats three times a day. (You're really supposed to take it every three hours but not even I can stand the stuff that much!)

I'm such a minder.
^ That's British for babysitter.
Or am I just overzealous or manic?

Mama Jan ^_-

yuk

Have you ever placed a piece of bread in your mouth, only to realize that it tastes funny, and then turn over the bag the bread came from to see a big patch of green mold on the bottom?

And then you try to spit the mouldy bread out..

No?

Well, it happened to me this morning. Yuk yuk yuk...

Random

Song of Goodess: Strauss - Emperor's Waltz

Ah, I've been neglecting my blog lately, but only because I've been writing a little.

I also visited JK Rowling's new website. Very nice. :) I only managed to get 3 things for my scrapbook though. Thanks to WishWeaver's FF Yahoo Group for all the hints.


James came in here today.. and said that Mom said something weird... apparently she think that my music tastes have changed. O.o As if now I am listening to better music. Um? I don't think so.. I've always liked classical music a little.. just because I can hear it better now and love listening to is more doesn't mean that I have completely turned off Rammstein, Marilyn Manson, Kenna or anything Spanish. o.O

And here I will input my fab new quote: "I have sen the future of music, and it is called shuffle." It's from a New Yorker fact or something.. I can't find it now but it's in a post for this month..


James said that she now thinks that if she gives me a makeover that I will go out and do things. To which I could only respond by saying: Ahahaa...

Give me a car and I'll go out and do things...

Actually... if I could ever get over this internet addiction, fanfiction addiction and music addiction I would go out and meet people.. but then I'd have so much fun I'd probably never come home...



Why do parents always think that they can change their (older) children?