One thing I hafta say before anything else:
USCHO can kiss my a**!!!
There. Now, for the rest. I've been reading the book 'Beowulf' lately. That's what I call old english. Seriously. xp Kinda different, but I was expecting that. I also have a floor burn on my foot due to my father now. He was taking the clean dishes out of the dish washer and didn't drain them well enough. So when I walked through the kitchen, I slipped and landed on my behind. But I managed to grab onto the counter in time... anyways. I hate my geometry teacher, homework included. He assigns only even numbers, so if we're stuck we can't look in the back of the book to see if we're on the right track. gonk Fancy that.
I had a some funky dreams last night. In the first one I woke up in a hay bail with a farmer standing in front of me. He wasn't a nice farmer, because he came after me with a pitchfork. I ended up knocking him out with a swift kick to the head. whee I went walking around his field and somehow got surrounded by what looked like Nazis. neutral The commanding officer (I think...) told his troops to 'Get her!' so they started shooting at me. I was running around dodging bullets while trying to figure out who to get rid of first. The weird part was that I could feel some bullets graze me. And they even stung! eek Did I mention that there was a big brick wall around the field? Well, there was. And I ran up it, came down and sliced some guy's gut open. I was like, 'I've got a sword now!? SAWEET!' I chopped up everybody else, too. And it was so kind of me to leave the commanding officer, 'cause he pulled out his own sword and said, 'This isn't over...' Now that's drama!
Then it faded out and I woke up for real that time.
When I went back to sleep, I had yet another dream. Only this time, my highschool was more like Special Forces headquarters. And I was the vice captain of the supposedly (Does air quotes) 'FEARED' Squad #13. Lemme see... it consisted of the captain, (I'll get to him in a moment) the vice captain, (Me!) 2 ninjas and 9 other SAS looking people. I'm thinking, 'This is nifty!' when I realize that I hafta train against my captain. For some reason this freaked me out. sad I figured out soon enough. My captain was like 6'6, built like freakin' bull, a powerful demon and VERY hot. mrgreen But that's not the point here. He was good. REAL good. He kept ending up in a blind spot so I couldn't defend easily. Then he kept insulting me. The angrier I got the harder I hit. I eventually hit him square in the jaw... which pissed him off some. But I walked away, still getting more insults.
When I say insults, I mean smartass remarks. rolleyes
Then I woke up around 8:30 AM. I'm guessing the dream came from an idea of mine. I forgot to mention that I have stories popping out of my head like weasels. xd I decided on making him one of my many character ideas. And I don't think I'll describe him just yet. Because I'm still enjoying the mental picture of him! heart heart heart
 Einhaender · Tue Sep 06, 2005 @ 02:59am · 0 Comments |
