The first dream isn't the most interesting by far, but it was enough to freak me out, and make me want to type it out.
The second one is significantly shorter, and more entertaining.


So...It took place at Leasha's house.
Only it wasn't really her house...it looked more like my Aunt Barb's house, only bigger. And just as messy.

Anyways, we were out in the backyard, and there was a fair amount of people over, but they were all off doing their own thing. All of a sudden, this big storm hit. The sky was a deep grey, and the wind was going crazy.

It wasn't raining, or lightning-ing, but it was thundering.

And for some reason, we decided it would be fun to stay in the backyard and watch. But the wind was so strong, that it literally knocked me off my feet, and flung me a few feet onto the nearby stairs. And that was just a light gust.
I was hella scared, but Des thought it was fun. So we stayed outside. I searched for something the hang onto.

The yard was covered in junk, but everything was lighter than me, thus...not going to keep me on the ground.

Finally, a bunch of us decided to get into my mom's van.
We figured with us all as one combined weight, it'd be a lot less likely that we'd get blown away.
The wind ripped the door off. And I was the one closest to the open door. So everytime a gust of wind came through, I had to hang onto some black metal bars in the van in order to not be blown away. I was basically a human flag, at that point.

Something happened, and we had to get out of the van. Me and Des ran into her garage, which had a bunch of windows looking out into the backyard. We searched around for something that we could take outside to use as a weight, but nothing was heavy enough.

The storm got worse, so we decided to just stay inside.

There was something about me standing on the stairs inside, and then going all the way upstairs, and something about sex.

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Then, in another dream, some teacher was saying how it was okay for her students to have sex, right then and there in her class, but she didn't have any condoms for us. So she handed out a sheet of this wax paper looking stuff to each of the guys to use in place of one.
I didn't think that looked like a good idea, even in the dream 0_o

I haven't updated in awhile, and I feel the need to write down that weird flood dream I had the other day...so here it is lol

It all happened at school. We were all in Advisory, except in the dream my adviser was Mr Hibbs, the Marine Resources teacher.
Our classroom looked like a giant, zoo-sized aquarium, and we all sat on an upper level about 20 feet above the water in random caves along the walls.
I sat next to Leasha, and a few other people I didn't pay attention to, and we talked throughout most of the usual boring announcements Mr Lowney does daily. I don't remember if there was a TV mounted somewhere or what...but I remember seeing his face, so I guess so.

Throughout his talking, I managed to pick up a few words out of what he was saying and it caught my attention: We were going to have a Flood Survival Test.
The previous day (in my dream) we had had one, but it wasn't the same. Today, they were actually going to flood the whole school, top to bottom, and keep it that way for about an hour.
I guess Mr Hibbs was supposed to have taught us how to use our scuba gear that had been provided, or at least he was supposed to have given us the manuals...but alas, he didn't, and the manuals were so thick, we weren't going to have time to read them before the water rose.
And it rose fast. There were several giant faucets around the walls of the aquarium, just pouring out gallons of water per second, and the water level was steadily getting higher.
I looked down over the edge of the cave I was in, and realized that not only did I not have a spare, dry change of clothes for when this was over, I was also carrying my Cell Phone and MP3 player. There really was no safe place to put them, but I decided that hidden deep within my backpack was probably the best bet.

After I stashed my electronics...I realized "Oh shit...I might not live through this." And then promptly, accidentally knocked my binder and a bunch of loose papered homework into the water. Hibbs was rambling on in the background this whole time about an assignment we were supposed to be doing while the flood was going on. He wanted us to go find 5 of the giant fish that were swimming around, and with a partner; kill it, gut it, and bring the skeleton back to him identified.

I sighed, looked down at my binder that was sinking and jumped in to save it. I grabbed it and set it on a cave ledge, then continued swimming in search for a fish.
I found one, did what I was supposed to do with it, and turned it in.
Leasha, who was my partner, was busy talking with someone, not caring that A) We had an assignment to do, and B) That we were probably going to die. Either way, I was mad, but decided to just go fish hunting on my own.

I saw a giant, 7-8ft bright red fish off to my left, and it had spikes all over, laid so that if you were to pick it up the wrong way, or brush against it in the wrong direction, you'd end up extremely bloody (and I'm quite certain there were sharks in that aquarium.)
I asked someone if it was okay to try and kill the fish, but as I did, this other kid grabbed it, so I grabbed it to.

Next thing I know, I'm lying on the floor of a normal classroom, and the kid's standing over me holding the fish, threatening to drop it and it's spikeyness on me. I somehow convince him to not drop it, and to give me half so we can both turn it in for credit.
So he basically slaps the fish against my knee, and the fish cracks open down the middle, and he takes one half and sets the other half on top of me.
I get up clumsily, and pick up my half of the 7ft fish. Meanwhile, it's still got a bunch of organs attached to the muscles and bones, and it's bleeding all over the place.
I start freaking out, because I really didn't want to clean up fish blood, so I grab it, and run across the room, climb over a table, and continue to search for Mr Hibbs to turn it in. The whole time, the fish is leaving a blood trail on everything. But instead of normal drops of blood, each drop splatters into what looks like a pawprint. I look behind me and it looks like I'm being followed by some mammal with bloody feet.

I don't know if I found Hibbs. I don't know if I passed, or if Des got credit for the work I did. I guess I lived though...Yay?

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In other news, I have piles of homework I should be doing, but I'm not going to do it tonight
Including, but not limited to:
-Reading all of Chapter 1 and Appendix A for Psych, and taking notes on it.
-Reading Chapters 3-6 for The Awakening for AP Lit
-Writing 1 page Essay on The Yellow Wallpaper for AP Lit
-Translating my part for my Sign Song
-Translating a Story for ASL
-Making my own Constellation/Myth for Astronomy
-Working on my Introduction for ASL

(This list was more of just my way of seeing what I need to do lol)
...BTW, that's not all due tomorrow.
GOD that'd be horrible. I'd just drop out of school now lol
However...a lot of it is due on Thursday...Ew

Oh snap, another long dream lol

Also, my thoat hurts, because I slept with the AC on lol

Okay...so it took place at a giant mansion. Like HUGE. Bigger than Emerald Ridge, for example. I say that, because it was also partially a school.
Anyways, there was a really big party happening there, and for some reason all our friends were there, including Zemo =]

I think I ended up getting lost or something, because soon I was in this weird bar-like room. And part of it was used to sell stuff, like....shirts with the Nerds logo(candy, I mean) on them. Hm.
Oh, and sitting at the bar was Beyonce, and a bunch of other popular and/or beautiful people.

I don't know where I'm going with this, btw, I'm just writing as I remember 0_o

So, there was this guy, beautiful, popular, and very tall. But everyone was predicting that he'd ask Beyonce out to the concert that was going to be held later. But for some reason...he asked me out. But it wasn't to the concert. I was flattered and confused, and said yes.
So it was time for him to go his drama class, and he took me with him. And because I was there, the teacher considered me a student, and decided to make me do the class activity. Skiing. Okkay... So the whole class walked down to what looked like our downstairs. Except the bathroom was a room full of skis, and there a guy standing in front of it with a cash register, renting them out.
I was last in line, and apparently the guy I was with went on ahead to the snow room(which was out our sliding glass door), so I went left alone with the guy renting the skis. Who was oriental, and had very bad english. And considering I've never ski'd before in my life, I had no idea what I was talking about.

For some reason the guy decided that I needed to watch this video he had in his back ski room. So he dragged me back there, popped in the tape in a VCR he had hooked up, and this video comes on, all about this war that was fought between Africa and Scandinavia. Apparently he made the video, which was pretty well made, but extremely boring. And apparently he was one of the main guys in the war. Which, according the the video, wasn't a war. That was just a cover. I don't remember what it was exactly, but I remember hearing that some of the men "fighting in the war" ended up having their wives divorce them because they found out it was all fake. I think it had something to do with poetry.

Eventally I got what I needed to ski and make it to the snow room. Which was an indoor hill the size of ERHS, with random walls and trees, with weather controls. Everyone from the class was off somewhere else, but the guy I was with had stayed near the entrance and waited for me. Long story short, I suck at skiing lol.

I don't remember what happened next, but I ended up sitting outisde on a deck on the 2nd story with my friends again, with the guy nowhere around and the sun setting. Des had apparently won some contest on the radio, and had recieved a wristband. The wristband had writing all over it, and was actually a pass to get into the concert. The concert...the people playing were called "The husbands" and were actually a rap group. She could get in just by wearing the band, and could also bring a friend.
She invited me to go, but there were two problems.
The concert started at 10pm. I was supposed to be home by then.
And on the actual bracelet itself, it said there'd be ecstasy there.
I didn't want to get involved in that kinda of thing, even if it did sound fun, so I said no.
Which made me depressed, because she had actually invited me first, instead of the other Kerri, and I had to say no.

Instead, I decided to go skiing again. But just as I got to the rental place, the guy was leaving. He remembered who I was and trusted me, so he was going to let me borrow the stuff anyways while he was gone. He had already locked the cash register, and didn't have time to count out change, so I ended up just handing him $40, instead of like, the actual $32 it cost 0_o
Well, the end.

Haha, my dad's sitting here watching the Mariners play on TV, and he was joking around about my favorite player, Kenji Johjima. Whom I only like for his name. Well, he's a decent player, but I don't really follow the Mariners.

So it's REALLY strange...that I'd dream about them. Or Kenji, actually. I don't even know what he looks like lol

I was online, and all of a sudden I got an instant message. But it wasn't from anyone I reconized. So I started talking to them, and they said their name was Kenji. And I got all excited, because I realized who it was.
But as the conversation continued, I started to get the idea that it wasn't really him, but someone pretending to be him.
Depressing.
I have no idea what we talked about.
Completely random, I know lol

In other news, I can't seem to control my emotions lately. Yay rollercoasters!
The thing that bothers me is I don't know WHY I've been this way.
Minus Michael leaving for 2 weeks of course.
Stupid Munich, Germany.

And! Expect new art from me soon.
....Hopefully.

-An art trade with r3
-An art trade with Disorganizedchaos
-Gift art for Kake
-A drawing of Joey that I've wanted to do that for awhile
-A drawing of Eien
-And maybe Sokka =]

completely random, but I've decided to go 24 hours without listening to music, just to see if I can do it lol
I have other reasonings too, but...nevermind that.
I might even go 48 hours, idk.

Also, I haven't been able to sleep well lately. I've been uber tired, starting around midnight, so I go and try and sleep and end up lying there until anywhere from 4-6am.
and of course last night Kiara started barking nonstop at like, 7. Uughh.

Oh! And fun-ness!
I'm doing an ArtTrade with and I'm uber excited!
I have no idea what I want for my half though lol

Anyways, I'm off to go play Zelda: TP. I'm playing through it again. On Brycen's file.
I was playing it yesterday, and was talking with that chick who lost her memory, and she's like "POOTER!!!"
I had completely forgotten that Zemo named his horse that lol

I'm already up to the part where I'm collecting the mirror pieces, and I'm at the abominable snow creature's mansion, and his sick wife can't remember where she hide the key for the room where the mirror is. I've already found the pumpkin and the goat cheese =\
Seriously, probably my least favorite level. No, I lied. The Ooccoo's place is my least favorite. Stupid ugly birds. At least they don't hide goat cheese in teasure chests and then forget about it.