It's amazing the affect awesome music can have. Even if it IS dorky or weird. Britney Spears, Three Days Grace, Nickelback, Katy Perry (only like one of her songs, Teenage Dream, though).....I have a bit of a mixed selection. Those aren't even all my favorites, I might post those somewhere else. Maybe on my profile or About Me page.
Had an interesting dream last night. I copy/pasted this from a chat with Pearl over skype. I was walking inside some kind of building, don't know why, where, or what it was. There were a bunch of emergency exits installed by some guy who was paranoid I think. I picked one, went out of it, to find a car driving more on the sidewalk than the road, and swerved out of the way of me just in time. Fun times! *shudder* No alarms for these doors by the way. I went back inside, which was somewhere now a long, concrete hallway, (in most cases I would complain "why can't my dream stay more consistent", but not this time >.>) and I walked down it. I take another door (this one on my left, unlike the other one) and wind up in a fairly small bathroom with a few stalls. All three were occupied, but then the outer two people leave, leaving two guys in the middle stall kissing.
Anyway, I go in the stall to the right. I must have stood up on the toilet or something because I was right above the two of them. I literally start poking them so I can tell them I'm gay too. Like that would work in real life. They'd probably be like "...ok, that's nice, now could you leave us alone?". They pretty much ignore me, but another guy comes in. I must thank my subconscious now for making him very cute. Thank you subconscious. ^.^ I walk up behind him and put my arms around him......why can't I be this confident in real life?.....although doing THAT in real life would most likely get me beat up or killed. As I'm holding him, a friend of mine, Alyssa's older sister Pearl, walks in (to the men's room, I might add, shaaaame ;P) and says "dibs". I felt like saying "too late", but instead I check my phone, seeing it's like 6:15pm or something, therefor getting late....then my alarm goes off. v.v
I have never been the "five more minutes type", but come on! That's one of the first more normal dreams like that I've had though....in dreams I normally am more confident, whether because I know it's a dream, or my mind isn't very clear, so caution is thrown to the wind. Frankly I was a bit surprised when Pearl walked in....as guilty as I am to say it, I don't usually have dreams with my friends in them. I wish I did, it'd be cool...though a bit odd if I start thinking what happened in the dreams really happened.
Anyway, I should blog more at some point. >.>
Bye for now readers...if I have more than one, that is. <.<
Andrew
1 comment:
Dreams are complex things. I don't believe in all of the wishy-washy nonsense about certain specific things exactly describing day to day life, however, I do subscribe to the notion that a lot of our inner problems (The ones that our subconcious has to deal with) are worked out in our dreams. It should be noted that I tend to die a lot in my dreams. Snakebites, and being run over by monster trucks on the way to the mailbox.
I also love flying in my dreams. The fear of snakes, and snakebites is perhaps something from my real life. I'm not entirely comfortable with them. The monster truck thing makes no sense to me whatsoever.
However, I've always wondered what it'd be like to have wings though, and I consider the dream flying to be an extension of that desire. Perhaps dreams give insight to ourselves. Perhaps they don't.
Whichever view one subscribes to, dreams can be a creative way to express ourselves freely.
Pmahar3
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