Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Thursday, January 8, 2009

wHat dO3s iT meAn?!?!? 0.o


I've been wondering what that dream I published last time. Before I just thought of it as just a random dream that had no reason to it. Then Mr. Lahana the meany wouldn't let me leave it at that. He kept saying that there is no such thing as a random dream and that every dream had a meaning. So I guess I have to make up some reason for my dream, even if it's doesn't make sense. I think my dream was expressing the differences between my mom and I. Well if you read about my dream then you would probably be wondering how in the world did messing up fried eggs and knitting white socks get to your relationship with your mom? I would've never even come up with that idea if the meany didn't help me. When he explained it to me though I understood the connection. Well basically when Erick messed up the eggs she overreacted but I was just wondering why was my mom acting like that? I mean like she was yelling that he had to pay a fine for messing up the eggs! Who does that? That is pretty much how it's always like between us. She always overreacts over every little things like missing a single dish when washing the dishes. Once my sister did that and she got grounded for like a week. Even worse she always lecture people nonstop for hour saying the same thing. To me she's a little crazy, not even going to lie about that. She believes that when your a kid, your whole time should be concentrated on schoolwork and homework. I don't even think she believes in fun. She never let's me out just to hang out unless I do a whole bunch of chores and even after that sometimes I still can't go out. Errrr I think I just lost my point. So back to the dream and what this has to do with any of that. I guess the dream is showing that while my mom overreacts over everything I'm more like a person who let's things slide. Yeaaa... does that make any sense? Do you see how it connects to the dream? If you don't too bad because I don't how to phrase it any other way. That was only the first part of the dream though. The second part of my dream I'm still not sure about. Mr. Lahana said that it might mean that people like Brian makes me feel comfortable. That people like him make me comfortable enough to do things I usually don't do because in the dream I put on the scarf but in reality I dont wear scarfs at all. They make me feel like I'm trapped and I guess a little clusterfobic. Is this true? I dont know but I think I do feel more comfortable with Brian than I do with Erick. I wonder if my interpretation of my dream has anything to do with what the dream really meant. If it doesn't at least I tried. But in the end I still don't understand what the whole I knit white socks was about. I still think that that was just a random thing that came out of no where no matter what Mr. Lahaa says. HAHAHA!!!!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

erRrrR w3irD dReAmZ

A couple of days ago I had the weirdest dream ever! At first I was in my kitchen and Erick was frying eggs. Somehow he messed them up and my mom got really mad. The egg had twwo yolks and was gooey everywhere. The goo looked a little like oil. She started screaming about how Erick was going to have to pay a fine. While this was happening in my head I'm just wondering why would he have to pay a fine? Just because he cant fry eggs right? Then because my mom kept yelling Erick got mad. My mom kept talking to someone saying " Ohhh he messed up the eggs he's going to have to pay to learn his lesson. I let him fry eggs but now that he messed them up he wants to get all mad." Soon after this the setting changed. I was in my room with Brian cutting yarn. He held out the yarn while I cut it for him. While I was looking for the scissors he said the weirdest thing that I thought I would never hear from him. He said something like," I knit socks." I must've looked at him like he was crazy because he added," White ones" like it was supposed to make everything make perfect sense. I stared at him for a little bit longer then continud looking for the scissors like he never said anything. I cut the yarn and suddely it became a scarf and I put it on, wrapping it around my neck. We talked a little more but I completely forgot what we talked about. Soon after, I woke up. Only after the dream was over did I realize how weird and impossible the whole thing was. When I was asleep I thought everything made perfect sense.