Thursday, December 30, 2004

1-555-I-SUE-YOU

Well, I do say this week should be declared "freaky dream week," Azure. Because I had another dream last night. It wasn't anything like the one I talked about yesterday(damn!) but it was a bit...off at times. The dream was actually quite long, but I can only remember what happened at the end unfortunately. But I guess I'll just start from there. Thinking back on the dream, the earliest thing I can remember is that Xio and I are sitting in her house, which strangely looks more like my dad's house, but whatever. Anyway, we're sitting on the couch and Bob(he's this guy who, I, well, don't know if he has any relation to Xio, but she knows him) is sitting in the recliner, playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. Xio and I were talking about something but I have no idea what it was at this time. Then, I look at my watch and its 1:31 PM, which means we're almost late for our next class(if I try really hard I can remember that we'd walked over to her house just after third hour for some reason...). Xio pulls on her shoes and takes off, leaving me. So, I grab my shoes from next to me and start trying to tie them. They have these extremely long laces and I just can't seem to get them tied. I end up just tying them in a big ball before I realise that I didn't wear my shoes that day, I'd worn my boots. So I took the shoes off and walked over to the coffee table, looking for my Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas strategy guide. I check in the entertainment center before walking out into the kitchen and pick up my binder from the table. I look inside and there's my strategy guide. Then I head downstairs into the entry way, slip my boots on and look at my watch. Its now 5 PM. Where the hell did the time go? I run out the door and within a few seconds I'm now standing at the front of the class in English. No one says anything about the fact that I'm four hours late or that it's 5 PM. Instead, the scene suddenly changes and everyone's running around outside my dad's house. Except, the everyone I'm talking about is not my class from Vestaburg, but my old sixth grade class from Mt. Pleasant. Mrs. Stratton is there however, and she tells me to pick my best friend to be my partner. So I look around and I see everyone running around and playing and doing whatever. Then I look across the road and see Xio and Alexa digging a hole in the ditch. Mrs. Stratton says something about, "it sure is taking you awhile" and then she FINALLY takes notice that I was four hours late for class. She tells me that I need to make up what I missed and tells me to choose a codename. Suddenly, everyone has gathered in a little group and are huddled over two sheets of paper. I walk over and grab the paper. Upon reading the paper I realise its everyone's codenames. And some strange codenames they are indeed. Just as I'm about to put down my codename(Disaster, I'll explain that later) I'm rudely awoken by some outside force. Right after I woke up I realised that the end part of my dream, where my codename was "Disaster" most likely only happened because I was writing last night. Writing the story off of my dream that I had the other night. Its actually really really good so far. And its like, its just a story where I'm thinking of things as I go along. And after I stopped writing, I was still thinking about it. Some general information on it so far: Its set in the "future", late 2006 so not too far off. But, the country is at war with itself and is divided into four areas: the South, the North, the East and the West. Each threatens the other with growing armies and each clash with each other in growing struggles over territory. The Government is dead and in their place is a small group called "the Military" who seems to be out to conquer these four areas of the country and control them. The main characters name is Disaster and she's called a "Tactical." She's a lone operative who's sent out by the Military to eliminate specific targets(mostly political leaders of each area of the country, rebels, and major threats to the Military's cause). Most people fear the Military and its ways, wishing to abolish it, but their area of the country is too busy fighting with another area to even take the chance of fighting the Military, which is comprised of the country's elite fighters, all unmatched by anyone... Whee, just my kind of story. I can't wait to start writing in it again. *jumps up and down impatiently* You know what, I think I'm going to make a dream journal. I've been considering it for awhile, and I think it'd be cool, especially if I wrote in it right after I woke up when my dream was still fresh in my mind. And I think I'll continue to post my dreams here...it really just, I don't know. Helps me "analyze" them I guess. -DDG Day: 137

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