Tricity said last night, she dreamed that her and some of her friends from school were in a tree. They weren't at school, they were somewhere else, but they were fairies! And there were some squirrels in the tree that were being mean to them.
She said that down below, there was this guy who was trying to push a piece of wood into the mud. The wood was shaped like a person. She said that her and her friends tried to help him, because they were going to splash the mud up at the squirrels, but they couldn't do it right, and then I woke her up to get ready for school.
She also said that in her dream, her name was Flair, her friend Trinity's name was Flower, and her friend Jacob's name was Flash. They were all wearing leaf clothes (like in Disney Fairies) and her outfit was blue and purple, Trinity (or Flower) had purple and pink, and Jacob (Flash) had red and blue.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
School Picture Retakes, and a Lewd Video (Dream)
In this dream, I was back in high school, as an adult. In my dreams, I commonly go back to school, but I'm still the age I am now, and I look like I do now, but I'm a student and no one else ever seems to notice, or even cares.
Anyway, it was picture day. Unfortunately, I didn't know this, and I came to school without makeup, my eyebrows weren't done, I was wearing my glasses, my hair was frizzy, and I basically looked my worst. I tried to make the best out of a bad situation, though, and I thought to myself - Meh... I'll do what I have to do, get my picture taken, and just take a new picture on retake day with my hair fixed and my makeup and contacts on.
This made me think of my days back in high school when I was a teenager. I pulled out some old photos from those days. These pictures don't actually exist, mind you. One of them wasn't even me, but it had my face. These pictures were only in my dreams, and I've NEVER actually had to take any pictures on a retake day.
In the dream, I was hoping that the situation wouldn't turn out before, where I thought I looked like crap on picture day, but then on retake day, I ended up looking even worse. I looked at the first photo, (which was actually a picture of my friend Wendy back in high school, but the picture had my face on it in my dream) and I had short, red, spiky hair, and just a black t-shirt, but I looked really cute! And the other photo, I thought I looked cute, but I ended up looking like a complete dork. It's funny how you think things are one way when you're younger, but you get older and wiser, and look back at stuff and wonder - what the heck was I thinking back then? Anyway, I looked at myself again now, and thought - there was no way that picture retake day was going to be any worse than today's picture...
Then the dream changed a little. I went to another classroom and I was asked by the teacher to give a phone and $200 to a student. I don't remember the name, but I remember it was some boy, and the teacher told me not to turn on the phone, and once I gave the boy his phone and "lunch money" as he called it, then he would pay me one of the hundred dollar bills as a reward.
I couldn't resist, though. If it involved this much money just to deliver some boy a phone, what could possibly be that important? So I turned on the phone and saw some VERY inappropriate content. I quickly turned the phone off, put the money in my pocket, and went straight home as if nothing happened. Why would a teacher want me to give something like that to a student? I was disgusted...
On the way out, I passed Tricity's 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Derickson. I thought she might say hi, so I waved, but she never waved back. She didn't even seem to recognize me. I went out the doors, and down the ramp, which was like the exit to the bus lot when I attended the Red Bud Elementary school. This was a little strange because the school in my dream had previously been the Perryville High School, but this is the way dream logic works...
I went straight home, and went down to the basement where I was living in my dream, which actually reminded me of the inside of the blue house we lived in when I was younger, in Baldwin Illinois. In my dream, I was living with my Mom, but the basement was my own little space. I pulled out the phone and the money to see exactly what all was on this video. The guy in the video wasn't the teacher, though. He looked more like Vincent D'Onofrio to me. There was no way I was going to give this to some student. I put the phone away and looked at the money, thinking of what I could buy with it...
I went to go upstairs to see my Mom, but as I passed the recliner, I saw her sleeping in it. What was she doing down here in the basement, sleeping in my chair? That was weird to me. I hoped she hadn't seen or heard me, and I just decided to let her sleep there. After I went upstairs, I woke up.
Anyway, it was picture day. Unfortunately, I didn't know this, and I came to school without makeup, my eyebrows weren't done, I was wearing my glasses, my hair was frizzy, and I basically looked my worst. I tried to make the best out of a bad situation, though, and I thought to myself - Meh... I'll do what I have to do, get my picture taken, and just take a new picture on retake day with my hair fixed and my makeup and contacts on.
This made me think of my days back in high school when I was a teenager. I pulled out some old photos from those days. These pictures don't actually exist, mind you. One of them wasn't even me, but it had my face. These pictures were only in my dreams, and I've NEVER actually had to take any pictures on a retake day.
In the dream, I was hoping that the situation wouldn't turn out before, where I thought I looked like crap on picture day, but then on retake day, I ended up looking even worse. I looked at the first photo, (which was actually a picture of my friend Wendy back in high school, but the picture had my face on it in my dream) and I had short, red, spiky hair, and just a black t-shirt, but I looked really cute! And the other photo, I thought I looked cute, but I ended up looking like a complete dork. It's funny how you think things are one way when you're younger, but you get older and wiser, and look back at stuff and wonder - what the heck was I thinking back then? Anyway, I looked at myself again now, and thought - there was no way that picture retake day was going to be any worse than today's picture...
Then the dream changed a little. I went to another classroom and I was asked by the teacher to give a phone and $200 to a student. I don't remember the name, but I remember it was some boy, and the teacher told me not to turn on the phone, and once I gave the boy his phone and "lunch money" as he called it, then he would pay me one of the hundred dollar bills as a reward.
I couldn't resist, though. If it involved this much money just to deliver some boy a phone, what could possibly be that important? So I turned on the phone and saw some VERY inappropriate content. I quickly turned the phone off, put the money in my pocket, and went straight home as if nothing happened. Why would a teacher want me to give something like that to a student? I was disgusted...
On the way out, I passed Tricity's 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Derickson. I thought she might say hi, so I waved, but she never waved back. She didn't even seem to recognize me. I went out the doors, and down the ramp, which was like the exit to the bus lot when I attended the Red Bud Elementary school. This was a little strange because the school in my dream had previously been the Perryville High School, but this is the way dream logic works...
I went straight home, and went down to the basement where I was living in my dream, which actually reminded me of the inside of the blue house we lived in when I was younger, in Baldwin Illinois. In my dream, I was living with my Mom, but the basement was my own little space. I pulled out the phone and the money to see exactly what all was on this video. The guy in the video wasn't the teacher, though. He looked more like Vincent D'Onofrio to me. There was no way I was going to give this to some student. I put the phone away and looked at the money, thinking of what I could buy with it...
I went to go upstairs to see my Mom, but as I passed the recliner, I saw her sleeping in it. What was she doing down here in the basement, sleeping in my chair? That was weird to me. I hoped she hadn't seen or heard me, and I just decided to let her sleep there. After I went upstairs, I woke up.
Monday, September 19, 2016
I Turned Against Voldemort! (Dream)
In this dream, I worked as a Death Eater. I wasn't nearly one of the important ones, but the fact remains - I was a Death Eater, and therefore, I was bound to my loyalties to our Lord Voldemort... I was meant to go undercover at Hogwarts, but I can't remember if I was a student or a professor. I was still myself, in my current body, but sometimes I'm myself in school dreams where I'm always a student, so that is why it was unclear to me.
Either way, I attended Hogwarts, but during my time there, I had grown to appreciate it and love it. I don't really remember anything of what happened during my stay. Time seemed to pass all of a sudden in my dream. I remember how much I wanted to protect the school, though, so when news got back to Voldemort about how I turned on him, I was as good as dead in his eyes.
If I had been in the normal world, he would have come straight for me and killed me off. However, since I was on Hogwarts grounds, I was protected by the school's enchantments. He couldn't just simply show up and attack me. However, he could speak inside my mind, and I remember getting snarky arrogant comments and threats from him. I felt bad that I had betrayed him, but I didn't want anything to happen to the school.
By the time this all happened, I had already told Professor McGonagall the truth about why I was there, and that I was sorry and I wanted to help, so when he was attacking my mind, she put her arms around me in a hug like a mother would do, adding to the proof that this school was worth fighting for. I felt so much love and caring in that moment.
That's pretty much it for that dream.
Either way, I attended Hogwarts, but during my time there, I had grown to appreciate it and love it. I don't really remember anything of what happened during my stay. Time seemed to pass all of a sudden in my dream. I remember how much I wanted to protect the school, though, so when news got back to Voldemort about how I turned on him, I was as good as dead in his eyes.
If I had been in the normal world, he would have come straight for me and killed me off. However, since I was on Hogwarts grounds, I was protected by the school's enchantments. He couldn't just simply show up and attack me. However, he could speak inside my mind, and I remember getting snarky arrogant comments and threats from him. I felt bad that I had betrayed him, but I didn't want anything to happen to the school.
By the time this all happened, I had already told Professor McGonagall the truth about why I was there, and that I was sorry and I wanted to help, so when he was attacking my mind, she put her arms around me in a hug like a mother would do, adding to the proof that this school was worth fighting for. I felt so much love and caring in that moment.
That's pretty much it for that dream.
Saturday, July 2, 2016
The Vines Are Growing!
I hadn't been able to check on our morning glory vines in a while, but I decided to go out today and see how they've been holding up, or if they were even growing yet. Check it out! They're coming along nicely! It's so exciting to see how our project is coming along. I can't wait to see how it's going to look when it's fully covered.

Friday, July 1, 2016
Green Hair, Don't Care
Oh my... There's been a lot of promo images out, but I hadn't seen this one yet:

That's a face only mother could lo-oh wait... I'm pretty sure there's a LOT who are gonna fangirl over that face! LOL! ESPECIALLY this one! I still can NOT believe that Jared Leto is 10 years older than me. He looks amazing! Of course I look pretty damn good myself, but it's rare these days to find even people my OWN age who still look pretty good.
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Frozen Grapes
When it starts getting warmer out and I'm looking for a healthy snack alternative that will also help me keep cool, I will usually get some grapes, clean them off, and freeze them. Does anyone else do this? They look so weird when they start to thaw!
I especially love when they thaw out just enough for the the outside to get soft, but then the inside is still nice and frozen. And I recommend using red grapes, and the sweeter the better. If you use green grapes, they tend to be pretty sour after you freeze them.
I especially love when they thaw out just enough for the the outside to get soft, but then the inside is still nice and frozen. And I recommend using red grapes, and the sweeter the better. If you use green grapes, they tend to be pretty sour after you freeze them.
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Which Sibling Were You?
So which child are you? How accurate would you say this is? I was the youngest sibling (it was just me and my brother), but Tricity falls under the "only child" category.
Mine definitely fits me! Especially with being creative, sense of humor, financially irresponsible, competitive, and loves to be pampered. I'll admit it, I can be known to spend a chunk on something I wanted instead of what I need, and I always feel the need to outdo someone else in my own way, or even myself. I'm always trying to be a better person than the day I was before.
And Tricity's mostly fits her, except she's not unforgiving. She has a good heart and will forgive, because she understands that it's stupid to hold grudges. She's always been the best child anyone could hope for.
Why Don't People Care Anymore?

Maybe people are just always looking for the easy way out, so they think it's easier to just not care at all...? :-( It's really sad. There seems to be a generation gap where people just stopped caring about things that should really matter to them. Or maybe they're just lazy and don't want to put for the effort?
I consider myself a passionate soul. I feel things deeply, and genuinely care about other people and what they think or how they are feeling. Compared to these people, you would think I care too much, but I don't think they care nearly enough. But to have someone tell you that they could lose you as a friend, maybe think about you for a day or two and then not really give you another thought after that? What is wrong with them?
I don't think they even do it because they think it makes them look tough. I think they honestly just do not care. And that's pretty terrible. Why go on existing if you don't even care? If you have nothing to care about, you have no reason to live for.
I just can't wrap my head around it, how they seem to be okay with that. But you know they are okay? Because they don't care. Something needs to be done. A world without emotion is a world that is doomed to die off.
Tuesday, June 28, 2016
I'm Glad People Don't Absolutely Hate It
So I've been singing and putting my song covers on YouTube. I figured I would lose a lot of subscribers because I know not everyone is going to like my voice. Some people will, but I know I'm not the best, so a lot of people won't. After all, we all know how harsh people can be when making judgments on YouTube. But wow, I only lost 7 subs!

Thank you guys for all being active and amazing!!! I'm lucky to have supporters like you, and I'm lucky to have the opportunity to interact with you all. Thanks for being awesome, and thank you for being the best!
Friday, June 24, 2016
I'm Loving This Minecraft Update
So since the new Minecraft update with the Enderman cities and all, I haven't been able to play around with it much. But since I've been playing Towny more again, I decided to try making a chorus fruit plant farm in my town.
After playing around with it for a while, I have to say - the chorus plants are some of the most bizarre, fascinating, and beautiful things I have yet to encounter in this game! X-D
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