Saturday, June 18, 2005

If you're looking for the place where the sun shines, I can assure you its not here.

Shoutbackness: Mimmi: Thanks for the kind words ^^ My knee appreciates it, heh. Shin: Definitely. iluvsasuk: Wait until you see what I decided to do with my list of themes ;) Master Marik: Yep. Surveys be the fun. Haze: My current theme features Nii from Saiyuki. So, first things first: To decide on how I was going to re-theme my myO, I wrote down all of the possibilities on slips of paper, put them in a bucket and drew them out, one by one, thus deciding the order I would do the themes in(as I decided that I would do all of them eventually). Then, of course, I decided that I didn't want to do the themes in that order, so I re-ordered them and this is how it ended up: 1.) Gekkou Hayate v1 2.) Hatake Kakashi v3 3.) Momochi Zabuza v1 4.) Gaara of the Desert v3 5.) The Godfather v1 6.) Metal Gear Solid v4(will be MGS4 themed) 7.) Grand Theft Auto 3/Vice City/San Andreas(the game I do will be decided on at a later date) 8.) Pokemon v1 9.) Digimon v1 Now that that's out of the way, I have one thing I want to say: New. Kitten. ^^ Yep. There's a new kitten at my dad's house. Its orange, cute, playful and currently sleeping on my foot. It's a she and she considers my feet her "prey" >> She swats at them and completely mauls them. Its so cute ^^ I don't think she currently has a name and I'd love to name her, but she's not my kitten...she's Brittanie's *shudders* I can only imagine what kind of a name she'll give her. Which is why no matter what Brittanie names her, I'll refer to her by the name I've given her: Temari. Why Temari? Because she(the kitten) has the same kind of attitude as Temari: tough with an I-wont-take-no-shit-from-no-one way of acting. Dreaming of a beautiful sunset... No, actually. That's the contrast of what I've dreamt lately. Take the dream I had last night: From the earliest I can remember, it was me, some other girl and my (step)cousin Tre's dad(though I've never seen him in my life o_o;) out in my dad's background. We were treasure hunters or something of the sort and there was this huge rock wall on the edge of my dad's yard(where the woods begin) and we were looking along it for a secret cave entrance. So I split off from the other two and went a few yards along the rock wall when I find what we're looking for: an entrance ;) Only its blocked by bamboo poles. So I pull out a sword(from where, I'm not sure) and start slicing the bamboo down while calling the other two over. Tre's dad appears beside me and says, "Great job! Now we can find the treasure!" Then, something that has happened in at least one of my previous dreams happened...again. The clouds shifted and full moon appeared in the sky(though it was the middle of the day *raises eyebrow*). Tre's dad suddenly turned into...a werewolf. He grew teeth, claws, a tail, ears and some fur and he turned and growled at me. So I ran, shouting, "Everyone inside the house! Werewolf! Werewolf!" I made it inside the house with Tre's dad hot on my tail. Unfortunately, the unknown girl did not make it. She was never...seen...again. So I'm safe inside the house now and Tre's sitting at the computer desk, playing the PS2(the PS2 is actually in my dad's bedroom and if not there, the living room). My dad's in the living room watching TV and Tre's dad is outside the slider door, banging on it, growling, snarling, foaming at the mouth. And I announce, "Tre, its that time of the month again." Tre nods and answers, "Werewolf, huh? I told him not to go outside." A crack spreads along the slider at this moment as Tre's dad continues pounding on it. My dad stands up and orders that the three of us should leave. I agree, as does Tre. Tre slips on his shoes and... ...turns into a werewolf. I swear to myself, remembering that when Tre puts on his shoes during a full moon he turns into a werewolf. My dad and I run from the kitchen, into the hallway, then down the stairs into the entry way. I open the door, then stop, turn around and fine Tre standing on the railing, ready to attack. My dad is at the top of the stairs, telling me to go. And apparently, I can turn into a half lion. So my hair becomes shorty, spiky and turns a tannish color. My pupils become slits, my teeth grown longer and sharper, my hands turn into paws and claws sprout. I lunge at Tre and just as I slash, he slashes(note that Tre's claws are about five inches long and mine are about two inches) and chops my arm right off. I run out the door and my dad's right behind me(don't ask how...). We hop in the car, lock the doors and he starts it up. Tre jumps into the window, snarling and bearing his teeth. My dad takes off, turns onto the road and speeds down it. Then everything changes. The entire dream changes to a different place, a different time. We're in a cave. Two women and myself. Disguised as Iraqi soldiers, I've just rescued these two women, who were hostages at an Iraqi base camp. With me I had brought for other soldiers. Five soldiers to rescue five hostages. Three hostages and four soldiers died during the escape, with us three women the only one's able to run into the forest and into a cave that seems to offer great places to hide. We're walking through the cave, I'm leading the two women, all the while listening for sounds of enemy soldiers. I'm unarmed having lost my gun during the escape. The only provisions we have is one canteen of water, though the walls of the cave are dripping with the liquid. After walking through the dark for who knows how long, we come to an opening. A ledge to our left shows a shallow stream with ten Iraqi soldiers standing in the middle, waiting for a boat to arrive with an injured soldier. Heading upstream(to the left of the soldiers) brings you into a long, dark cave. Heading downstream brings you through twists, turns, then a three-way fork. I'm about to tell the other two women that we're going to continue into the cave ahead of us and ignore the soldiers in the river, when the tallest of the two(imagine Milly from Trigun in a camouflage uniform) jumps off the ledge and into the middle of the group below. The other girl and myself quickly follow. The leader of the group asks us what's going on and Milly replies, "We got separated from our unit and our radios have short circuited." The leader nods and takes out his radio, about to ask if anyone is missing any soldiers when the boat carrying the injured soldiers arrives, traveling upstream. As the boat(its more like a canoe sort of, but larger and more rounded) glides through the group, I grab the other two women and usher them downstream while the Iraqi's are distracted. It gets deeper the farther downstream we travel and we begin to swim, the current helping to push us along. Its several minutes before we hear someone shout, "Hey! Where did those three women go?" Then more shouts and we can hear the sounds of the Iraqi's giving chase downstream after us. Noticing that echoes travel easily in the cavern-like place, I instruct for us to float with the current until we reach the fork which isn't too far ahead of us. Now with the fork right ahead of us, I glance back and see the shadows of the soldiers appearing at the bend about 500 yards back. I look at the three choices of direction ahead of us and instruct the two women to grab onto my hands and hold on tight; we're going down a waterfall. Swimming into the current of the fork on the right the last thing I hear is the rushing sound of the waterfall and then the plunge into darkness. A little while later, I'm awoken by the two women. We're floating along a fast current. I can see that around the next bend there's another waterfall, but this one is larger than the other with rocks jutting out everywhere. I have the three of us begin swimming towards an alcove carved into the rock. The alcove is situated just before the bend and the current is extremely swift. As the shorter women climbs onto the rock floor of the alcove, Milly is swept away in the faster current. I grab ahold of the rock wall and stretch out my other hand to Milly who grabs hold, just in time. She begins swimming forward as I pull her closer to the alcove. She climbs onto the rock and pulls me up with her. Then the three of us collapse onto the rock, exhausted. Then...as if things couldn't get worse...the Iraqi's who were chasing us show up. Someone asks, "Are they dead?" and the leader of the group walks up and lifts me off the ground. He slams me against the wall and puts a knife to my throat, threatening to know who I'm with. One of the other Iraqi's suggests that he do the interrogation back at the secret hideout. The leader agrees and presses the knife into my neck, threatening that he'll do more than just draw a little blood if I don't cooperate. The three of us are led off through a tunnel at the south end of the alcove. A hidden door at the end is opened and next I know we're locked inside a room with two actual female Iraqi soldiers watching over us. Then, the dream gets...weird. A frog hops out of my sock and grows to twice the size of a soccer ball. Apparently, the frog is what is known as a "Destructo frog" and it begins hopping around the room. One end of the room suddenly transforms into a Super Mario Bros. style landscape and the frog hops around, killing enemies and the likes. And then (thank God), I woke up. Interesting, right? I had another strange dream this week, but I think I'll save that for a post tomorrow or something ^^; *yawns and scratches head* Nothing else I was really going to say. If anyone wants to take a shot at trying to come up with what parts of that dream might mean, by all means, go on ahead. I'd love to see what you think about that dream I had. -DDG

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