Still getting used to this. I am not very eloquent. Don't expect too much.
I will post some "top fifteen" lists.
I will rant on about stuff.
I will clog up your internets with junk.
=^_^=
Yeah, well.... I just wanted to update my blog... for no good reason than to update it, but I am not ready with #14 on the movie song list.
Had a different twist on the bad dreams for the past couple nights.
In one dream, I was going down old main street. There was construction and most of it was gravel. Round the corner to the road out of town, where they built up a lot when the money came in in the later part of the 20th century. Nevermind that, but the street was flooded. It got up to my chest. Not, like, _just_ up to my chest, but like up to my arm pits, you know? So my bike was just not there anymore in the way that kind of thing happens in dreams, and the tree branches were all hanging down to just above the water level. This was _really_ weird because there just are not trees along there. Especially not oaks. But they are like TOTALLY encroaching on me so I was having to wind my way between them. And it was raining again. And then I see that the branches were weighed down with snakes. Big snakes (not, like sci-fi big, but just, not little snakes). The first ones were constrictors, so I was not overly concerned. Then there was this tree viper. it was looking a lot like the color of the fall leaves and I missed it at first. Almost brushed it with my arm. Its head was like the size of both my fists and its body (where I could see it) was as big around as my leg. My dream supplied the knowledge that it was about 9 or 10 feet long. If it struck, if the venom did not get me, I would surely drown. Then all I was finding were venomous snakes. I started to hyperventilate.
Then the dream just changed. I was in this old building. WWII era. I was wondering how I got there. I was in my (wet) undies with my clothes out to dry, and there was my grandfather (who is no longer with us). He was talking about his siblings and his aunts/uncles and the things that they left behind, just as a matter of circumstance, like, "Rachel added electricity to this room when her boyfriend came to stay with them for a while." and like, stuff that they did, matter of fact, like SO many years ago but like it had just happened recently. Not like _I_ was back then, but like hid mind was. But is was haunting. Really scary. I guess I can't really explain the emotions from the dream, but when you dead grandfather hands you clothes from what amounts to a barn that were his aunts that she left behind when she left home with a finance that she never married... it was freaky-weird. I couldn't decide if this was a "belonging-kind" or the opposite.
Then, last night, I dreamed I was sitting in the livingroom and my lips and the tip of my nose went numb. Not entirely numb, but cold and fuzzy feeling. Then my fingers and toes. Mom was there and I commented on it and she started to panic, and I was like, no, it's cool. It's okay, Mom. Then my teeth started falling out. Like all of them, in ones and twos while I was trying to calm Mom down. Like, every time I went to say something, another would fall out and it was really hard to try to talk with my mouth filling up with spit, blood, and teeth. Before I woke, I was trying to hold a couple front teeth in with my tongue with cleaning up blood from all over the place.
Nevermind that I have a dentist appointment next week. I just thought of that now.
But... I feel this odd urge to try and hold on to these two dreams... to figure them out. They are not like my normal, sad, and painful dreams that I hope to forget as quickly as possible. So I just wanted to get them down, you know? (Yes, I put them in my dream log, but I wanted someone else to be able to see them.) Not that anyone else _will_ read them, or anything, just that they _can_ be read by people. (even if none of you are real)
I guess that is it.
The Purple 8 Ball says: Not likely
For now, then.
I am currently sixteen years old, but I expect that will change, eventually - maybe.
I started fencing about 4 years ago, with varying levels of competitiveness. I mostly fence for health reasons (stress, fitness, sanity; well, 2 of 3 isn't too bad.)
The club where I fence is kinda limited on the schedule, so several of us get together on our own.
I teach a little kids fencing class at the local community centre, but it is a small town, so it doesn't always make.
I was infected with HIV in 2000, when I was about 7. I am living with it and have a descent life – or I should say most of the issues I have were pre-existing. I managed to control things with diet and exercise, but since about 2005, my immune system surrendered and I started my chemical regime.
During the school year I live with my dad and in the summer I stay with my mom. Except this year - staying with Dad. They get along ok as long as they do not have to live together – in the same city. Alaska is kinda big, so they can manage to be in the same state.
I like reading
I like cycling
I like music
I like school, but not so much the people in it... myself included because I am evil, just so you know.
Sometimes I have issues and whatnot going on in my life and whatnot and I will sometimes blog about it, but mostly I like making Top Fifteen lists. Just search for "Top Fifteen" and you can skip the malarkey.
:edit:To day is my sixteenth birthday and I thought I would update this About Me part:/edit:
10-01-2009 03:44 PM 