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Nolah de Fanel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 6:42 am
Mahayr Nolah de Fanel That's sad...I had a dream once where my mother died apparently from taking the wrong medication and I was really upset (obviously) and then I was at my grandmother's funeral and I was standing over casket watching her and all of a sudden she was standing beside me, looking down at herself in the casket as well and she said " I wasn't really 65 when I died, I was really 82, it wasn't the cancer, it was my age that killed me' and I got so creeped out that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. Are your mother and grandmother still alive? Are you close to them, if so, or were you if not? Shinya is me remember smile Um...my grandmother is dead but my mother isn't. I remember being really ripped apart about my mother being dead in the dream and I was kind of walking around aimlessly, in this neighborhood with white picket fences and tree swings and I kept hearing my mother talking to me, assuring me she didn't kill herself and that she'd made a mix-up of the meds by accident but whenever she spoke, a though bubble would pop up with an image of herself inside... As for my dream about the cat, I'd have to explain what happened to cat first and I 'm not sure I'd want to tell you guys, no offense, because I think you wouldn't understand...
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:23 pm
Oh I forgot you wer Shinya...
I have to answer this later I am just too tired, so I will just reserve this post for that, and please message me about the cat. I will understand.
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 6:38 am
My nightmare last night:
I got to school just in time for my two German exams, and went in to sit them. Time flashed forward, and I was just leaving them to go and play hockey. Time flashed forward AGAIN and I was just leaving hockey- having played on a tennis court confused
So I was coming back to school, through the top gate, with my goalie kit over my shoulder- when I looked at my watch. One o'clock. s**t! I'm supposed to line up for the exam at 12.45, and be doing it at 1. So I run towards the hall, tripping slightly because of my hockey bag. Then I realise that I haven't revised and can't remember ANYTHING along the lines of chemistry. So I think that as I'm late, and don't know anything, the best thing is to get out of doing the exam.
So I throw myself down the hill, legs flailing everywhere, and land in a heap at the bottom- absolutely unharmed. Dammit! But I scream anyway, until my form tutor (who I hate) comes out and says, in her whining voice, "What is it Stephanie?"
I gasp out that I've sprained my ankle... look down at my now bare foot (where the shoe went, I don't know!) and it isn't swollen... but I clutch it anyway and say I need to go to hospital but I'll have to miss my exam.
She looks at her watch: five past one. "You're only twenty minutes late, Stephanie," she whines, "that means you can still do the exam... half an hour late and you can't, but there's still time!" So she picks me up, and lets me lean on her while I hop- with her support- to the main hall, and sit down at the exam desk: right at the front.
I now have crutches, and maybe even a cast on (even though a sprain doesn't need a cast!) and have do to the exam- with half an hour less time than everyone else, and without knowing any chemistry due to not revising!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
I guess it means that I should be revising right now!!!!
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 10:58 am
Wow, I suppose you should be revising.
Last night I had this dream that I had this pet pig, like a really tiny one...maybe...as big as a Jack Russell Terrier. And I was holding it in my arms, and suddenly someone was like, "let's have a barbeque!" and then everyone was after me because they wanted to eat my pig...
And I was terrified they were going to get him, and cook him, and eat him. I was running away, trying to figure out where I could hide. But then my sister walked in and woke me up, and I didn't finish. But it was an oddly frightening dream.
I remember you told me about the cat, Emily. I understand.
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 10:29 pm
Wow... School dreams of doom, and little piggies...
I've had some ODD dreams before... Lol, I'll have to write some of 'em out here when I wake up... *sways and scurries off to sleep*
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 12:16 pm
HelterSkelterX I remember you told me about the cat, Emily. I understand. Thanks heart I think I was afraid you'd think I was psycho...And wow. I wonder what the pig represents? My mom always tells me I have to weirdest dreams ever, when I wake up and tell her about them, she just rolls her eyes at me. All my friends are like 'maybe you should change your diet...or not do before bed' because they think it slightly odd. I don't mind having weird dreams. Dreams are a total escapism for me...unlike poor Vince....
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Nolah de Fanel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 12:09 pm
I had the most horrible dream..
For some reason me and someone else were cooking something it called for 1/4 of an egg. So, I was frying an egg (in water for some reason) so I could cut it into fourths. And then a cat jumped onto the stove and I was like, "no, stupid cat" and I picked it up and put in onthe floor. And then as I turned back to the egg to cut it, it wasn't an egg anymore. Just a tiny, itty bitty kitten. And apparently, the recipe didn't call for an egg anymore, but 1/4 of a kitten. So...kitten still alive and mewing, I cut it into forths...and it was still meowing, obviously in pain, and I didn't know what to do so I took a fork and started ... er... well STABBING at it to put it out of its misery.
And I woke up..and I was sad. And disturbed.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 6:20 am
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Nolah de Fanel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:20 pm
HelterSkelterX I had the most horrible dream.. For some reason me and someone else were cooking something it called for 1/4 of an egg. So, I was frying an egg (in water for some reason) so I could cut it into fourths. And then a cat jumped onto the stove and I was like, "no, stupid cat" and I picked it up and put in onthe floor. And then as I turned back to the egg to cut it, it wasn't an egg anymore. Just a tiny, itty bitty kitten. And apparently, the recipe didn't call for an egg anymore, but 1/4 of a kitten. So...kitten still alive and mewing, I cut it into forths...and it was still meowing, obviously in pain, and I didn't know what to do so I took a fork and started ... er... well STABBING at it to put it out of its misery. And I woke up..and I was sad. And disturbed. That is disturbing. Maybe...hmm...I'm no good at analyzing dreams so I'll just hug you instead **hugs**
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 9:17 pm
It was sad. I woke up rather upset.
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Nolah de Fanel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:59 am
I hate when that happens, waking up from a dream completely distraught. I had a rather pleasant dream...which turned into a bad one but I was able to wake myself up anyways...**hands vince some hot chocolate**
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 9:36 am
*raises hand*
The man's allergic to choclate.
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Nolah de Fanel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 9:09 pm
HelterSkelterX *raises hand* The man's allergic to choclate. WHAT?! You poor soul. Alright, fine. **hands Vince whatever he wants**
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