Saturday, June 28, 2008

WTF at my dreams, They're ridiculous.

Okay, lately I have been having some crazy dreams, and I know I posted one earlier about Siva and Meena Iyer's imaginary sister. I know RG gave the advice to only tell those who are involved in the dreams, but these are just too crazy. Also lately I've had the uncanny ability to remember them in pretty good detail.

1. (This is me speaking to Jake Maloney, mostly copied and pasted off of his facebook wall with some editing.) So I had this crazy dream where a serial killer is on the lose in a neighborhood and the serial killer's MO is to slice open the victim's throat. So I was on the case I guess, but I was in this public bathroom I guess taking a piss and I was really thinking hard about who was the killer, while another man was in the stall taking a dump I presume, and we got to talking. He was asking me about the recent killings and such. I thought I recognized his voice, but wasn't sure. Well I was still taking a piss when he came up behind me and said something to me just as I finished and turned around. There you were with a very sharp pencil thin blade, and you said something evil to me and lunged at me, I ducked and grabbed your arm and We fought back and forth and finally I sliced your neck a little and then that weakened your grip and I got a full on slice of your neck and split it from side to side (Thus killing you with the same MO that had killed your victims). You were gasping and stuff and you walked outside the public bathroom. I know it is impossible for you to speak now, but yet the police had caught wind of where you were and had surrounded the bathroom and you stumbled out and said something. I do not remember what it was, but it was so evil it sent a chill down my titanium spine.

2. My friends and I are gathered in some sort of room having a nice party. Suddenly the enviroment shifts and the world is taken over by Alien Gorilla type creatures (think Planet of the Apes style mixed with a bit of Klingon). Suffice it to say they take over pretty efficiently. But luckily for my friends and I (and the human race) me and an accomplice (do not remember who, think he was Caucasian) find these two guns that can change states if matter not mention just straight up make matter disappear. So we start using these guns to make the matter that is the gorrila-klingon's heads disappear. We dispatch all of them, but then we accidentally turn the entire planet (or at least the room we're in which is a symbol for the entire planet) into water. So me and my accomplice are like, "What the heck? We'lljust recreate the earth." So we end up using out guns to turn the water into other types of matter such as land and etc. So we begin terraforming our planet.

3. Oh I am sorry my third one is very random and although I do remember parts of it clearly if I wrote it all out it would be just too scattered and confusing. Just to give you a little something, it is split up into mini-dreams. One invlolves their being a very big fire in an auditorium (not the IMSA one) but it was full of IMSA kids, and so we struggle to run out. The second involves me going to a new school and having to try to fit in there (awkward). The third is interconnected with the second but involves me blackmailing Kenneth "Chi" McBride (Google image that one, you know him) into giving me 50 pieces of fried chicken, because he worked at a fried chicken shack. The fourth involves a schoolwide skip day in which I didn't know so in order to escape I use the fried chicken box and get someone to mistake it for a bomb and walk home. The fifth involves a schoolwide assembly and one long speech was being said except it was broken up into parts and teachers and some students got to say parts of it. I read my part and it was the corniest one ever. It was filled with ridiculous puns that fade from my mind. Now the school was very free spirited and did what they want, so as the speaker before me was talking everyone started to leave. Sarah Trevor was sitting on stage with the orchestra (they obviously were trapped and could not leave) and asked me why I wasn't leaving and I showed her that I was a speaker. I remember wondering why they chose me to speak. Any ways I got on stage, and I messed up my first line. Then I woke up and was glad because embarrassments in dreams are not real ones. So now I leave you with one of my favorite XKCD's.
It is titled "Every Damn Morning"

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Perspective

(haha, i found this from a long time ago...)


With your eyes, up and down,

Compare me to a scale,

Of yesterday's lunch.

Society breeds.

Learn a lesson in life,

Reciprocate so you don't lose,

So you won't fall,

Alone.


Memories will stay in my head,

Where I anchor them, so they won't fly away.

Like helium balloons,

Tied on white fences,

Be careful, they pop easily.

Splattered colors lie on the grass,

The sky continues to grow.

Mistakes.


Hope lies on the heart,

A silver locket with a long chain.

Hidden behind layers,

And warm to the touch.

If the key is gold, how will it fit?

If it's not perfect, how will it last?

Question, wonder, discover

Life has it's ups and downs.

Choose.




Aldo: i don't know why but some reason i feel this picture represents my life...

Me: haha...what?

Aldo: ah idk...=]

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

I can't think of a witty title for this one.

I just got back from my trip to Kyiv. I made a lot of good friends, and absolutely love the city, the culture, and the people there. It got to the point where I could barely imagine life before or after Kyiv, and I was only there for eight days. I loved that trip, and the people I met on it...and, the day after coming back to America, I fell back into my usual rut easily, like I'd never been gone. And when I go back next summer, everyone will have changed, and I know for a fact that three or four people won't be there anymore. It'll be like a lifetime has passed, and I missed all of it.

Monday, June 23, 2008

My apologies to Siva and Meena Iyer

So I had this weird dream last night:
Myself and a group of my close friends and a not so close acquaintance (Will Smith, but a vampire version of him) get ripped off in a drug deal. So we decide that we are going to exact revenge and obtain AK-47's (Automatic rifle Kalashnikov model of 1947 year). Right before we lure them into our trap and... shoot them I am hanging out with some fictitious (hopefully) younger sister to Meena and Siva Iyer. The trap springs and all the parties that had wronged us go down, except little imaginary Iyer does as well.
Now my group of close friends decide to pin this all on vampire Will Smith, but Meena comes up to me (this is all at IMSA by the way) and asks if I had seen her little sister, because I was last seen with her. I answer "No," but feel tremendous guilt. I then go back to my room and clean because it is dirty, decline an offer to do drugs, and fix a hole in the window screen which had been letting in flies and other such bugs that I hate.
So I am sorry for killing your imaginary (hopefully you do not have a younger sister) younger sister Meena and Siva.
Jae

P.S. I woke up and said to myself twice "I'm so glad I'm not at IMSA anymore."