there will be reblogs.

Like I was on the webpage and then you know the Google icon? Well I explored it. I went inside it, went deeper and deeper. There were many layers, some black and white, some colorful. I really need to keep better track of my dreams.

There’s a statistic that says within five minutes, you lose 90% of what you can remember from your dreams. Guess I better have a journal right next to my pillow :P

I had a one hour nap on the bus. Interesting.

This is very late. I’m sorry, two followers. Basically, I’ve had a great summer of dreams. The point of this blog is to remember them, but since I haven’t been writing about them, I’ve forgotten the majority. But that’s okay. Some had to do with super powers, one had a serial killer. It was scary, spooky, and fun all at the same time. I literally thought I was going to die. Oh well.

A bad night of sleep! A friend was over so I slept on the floor with these lumpy pillows underneath me. I woke up at like three to run into my bed for solace. If I had any dreams, I couldn’t remember them if I tried.

I had a nightmare. My lovie was thrown out the window into the bush. Boo hoo. ;_;

I mean, I’ve seen all of the movies (or at least pieces of them), read/listened to all of the books, and I used to belong to a Harry Potter site, but I really don’t consider myself a huge fan.

Needless to say, last night I had a dream I was taking a class at Hogwarts. Another dream I had concerned school and my ‘friend’ Caitlin. We were shopping or something, going through a school/neighborhood and I saw the cutest skirt. It was purple and plaid. Strangely, I even remember the size. 4.

My dreams one night ago were somewhat disturbing. I remember there were two parts, but unfortunately, since I procrastinated and didn’t record in time, I can only recall one. I had a dream that I met Lachlan. He turned out not to be dead and also turned out to be a ‘she’. Interesting.

Either Grandma had an affair, or she adopted him out. Either way, bad news. In my dreams I met a new Uncle John. He was a pervert and was having all these affairs and like, threatened my life so that I wouldn’t tell. Then, we were at this hotel with this amazing waterfall and suddenly, lightening struck and this one girl wouldn’t stop crying. (Probably me.)

There were some more snippets of the new Uncle John, that I’m sure. It’s just, I can’t remember. Oh well. To pleasant dreams tonight! This set was more of a nightmare.