Dreams

Ok, I had another dream the other night and it was way cool!! I was like Peter Pan, but I couldn't fly, but I was good at acrobatics and there was these four people that, in the dream, I knew were bad guys. One was called The Hacker, yeah from Cyberchase, but he was more like Captian Hook and the ringleader. Then there was this really fat woman that was like Proffessor Umbridge, and then there was this wimpy skinny guy (that didn't play a huge part, but I did remember springing a tennis ball boobie trap on him in the dream. Very comical) and this really pretty woman that was a bit like a snake, beautiful yet deadly and very sinister. It was way cool. The only thing that sucked was at the end, they ended up capturing me and then my alarm went off!!! AUGH!! And I knew that I was going to get away, too!! But the good news is it gave me more ideas on how to work my WWIII book I plan to write.

Then a different night previously, my alarm woke up and I found I had been dreaming that I was still at work making Paradise Sandwiches. I remember sitting bolt upright in my bed at my first alarm and looking beside my pillow to find a wrapped to-go sandwich. I then remember thinking "Oh, good. Now that I have the sandwich made, I have to go and deliver it to the guy." and then I fell back on my pillows and went back to sleep. I don't even know if I heard my second alarm! It was waay weird.

I remember when I was little, I had weird dreams all the time. For example, I had a dream once that a purple talking pony had shut me into my family room and wouldn't let me out. I banged on the door for ages and the I somehow got out and I shut the purple pony's butt in the family room door and then the pony was the one asking me to let it go. I didn't get it. Not now, and not then.

There were also times when I would have dreams that monsters would show up and I had to kill it or get rid of it somehow. Nobody would help me and it sucked. I've also had dreams that I swear I had more than once like this so I knew exactly how to get rid of the monster and the dream was just a replay and I always woke up just before I got rid of it. I am always the hero in my dreams, it's so weird.

Once I had a dream that Prince Charming asked me out to a movie date!! That was the best dream ever, except I was escaping from the Zorgons and couldn't stay long. I think he managed to survive the invasion. I know I did ;). Another time, I had a dream that Robbie Ballew kissed me on the cheek. I about died! Ew!

Once one of my friends had a paradox dream. He said he drempt that someone broke into his house and killed him and then in the next instant he was a bum or something on the street and needed money, so he decided to go rob a house. When he got inside, he found someone was there and so he killed him. Afterward, he looked at the guy's face he just killed and it was his own!! How creepy is that!!?? %0

I remember starting a dream log when I was little, too. I had gotten some pages and stapled them together in a cool little book and I drew a scene from my dream that I remembered most vividly and wrote a small caption for it. It was way cool and a lot of them I remember even now. Though, there are a few that I had no idea what they were.

I have probably rambled on about dreams for too much URL, so good night and sweet dreams.

PS, if anyone finds a dream interpreter, I'd love to read it, talk to them, whatever. That would be cool...

Hope your dreams are simpler,
Azzie

Results

Ok, the last photo contest is closed. Sorry Dandy Sandy, too slow :(. Anyway, the winner for this one is my Mom. Nobody probably knew that my mom had entered it, but she did. She was the post that said "Nope, I'm done. I'm through talking to the hand!". That one was the winner!! Yay Mommy!!

Ps

That tarsier photo contest is still going...

Stylistic

Ok, so I was trying out a new writing style and I need critiques. Here is a dream I had a while ago that I wrote up.



I don’t know why they are after me. I know only one thing; escape is mandatory. They are coming.

For an odd reason, They weren’t here yet, but it was almost as if I could sense them, and they were coming.

I run.

Where to I have no clue. I speed through the slums of the town, past dirty dingies and smoky windows. Not another thing is moving…only me.

Still, I run. I can feel the magnetic fields of the flying crafts pressing against my skin.

Eventually, life begins to be seen as I travel out of the slums and into the main part of the city. I pass many people, wordlessly, blindly. The suddenly, I know.

They had landed and have begun the invasion.

I had not yet neared the edge of the industry district. I know immediately that attempting to warn the population, at this point, would be futile.

I come across a tall rusty construction tower. Its purpose is unknown to me. Instinct immediately tells me: climb and you will escape! I obey.

I blend in seamlessly with the others of my town climbing the tower. I reach the top and run into Him.

He is handsome beyond comparison. His grey-green eyes connect with mine. We exchange words.

I tell him to escape while he can. His grey-green eyes ask why.

Because They are coming.

Who are They?

They are Them That Roam the Skies. The words escaped before I, myself could comprehend them.

What?

I’m not sure. All I know is They are dangerous and have come, invading. No one is safe.

Isn’t there some way to defend ourselves?

I find myself looking at the only elevator, which is generally used for cargo.

An epiphany.

I gaze back at His grey-green eyes.

The elevator is the only safe annex.

Simultaneously, as if one body, the others in the population turn and stare at us conversing.

They, too, had also heard.

People begin to stampede toward the Annex. He gives me a meaningful glance and grabs my hand. We draw nearer to the quickly filling elevator.

Suddenly, everything blurs before me. I feel my hand leave his, my body jostled! I find myself on the ground. I look up in time to see the doors closing, and His fear-filled eyes, calling my name.
He is trapped by the crowd; the doors boom shut. He is gone, safe.

But not I.

I stand, cringing, both from pain and fear. They were not far away; They were climbing the tower.

I hurry to the other side of the platform and fly down the ladder. As I turn, I see the tops of their heads, and found They have caught denizens of my city.

I flee, scared beyond reason. Only one thought rules my mind and body:

Don’t let them touch you!

Past buildings, factories and shacks I soar, feeling no pain or fatigue. I draw nearer to the center of the city. I chance a glance behind me and instantly regret it.

I am pursued closely by members of my own kin, my own way of life. I know they are not themselves. They had been touched, and to me, they were dead!

Tears escape and yet I cannot feel them. A devouring hopelessness begins to grasp me. I feel my body begin to slow.

No! I cannot let them take me!

I run faster than before, and yet needles suddenly explode through my ankle, up my leg. I fall hard, stunned and unable to move. Panic begins to ensue.

I turn over, scrambling to regain my footing to escape. Have to escape; MUST ESCAPE!!

They turn the corner and I am beleaguered.

Their glazed eyes have a strange gleam as They advance. My heart pounds, I want to scream, but cannot! I try to find a way out, but there is no way. All hope is gone!

They advance closer; They reach for me! I shrink away. My anguished scream finally escapes, echoing like a dying bird; a last desperate attempt to live.

Then blackness fades Their reaching hands…then nothing.

Hope your life is simpler!
Azzie

Yet Another Photo Contest

Ok, so participation was lame. But out of the two, the Doxinator won. Here is another photo. It's one of my favorites. But I didn't take it. I found it on the internet.

It's a tarsier in case anyone cares. Google images it. Waay cool stuff.

The Latest From Yours Truely

Ok, just because I have posted another blog section, doesn't mean that the contest for the captions is over. I just don't want to keep my blog blank, because quite frankly, I am BORED.



So, ever since I have gotten my Prophecy written for a book I am writing, I have been, I guess you could say, addicted, to rhyming obscure and ominous poetry. I have foud that I am really good at it too. Just look at my welcome mat just below my title to my blog!! You gotta admit that even though it is really badly put together and stupid, the main idea there is quite ingenious. My Prophecy contains just that and every element has just the right rhyming words to get across my message and has even helped me to develop my plot a bit. Hate to sound like a braggart and a hot head consumed in oneself, but I AM A BRILLANCE WAITING TO BE DISCOVERED!!! I am really liking my knack for this. It even sounds good when I read it out loud to myself!! WHOO! GO ME!!

Ok, got that off my chest. I am way tired because The Music Man performances have been running me into the ground and I have only had 2 so far. Dress reheresals were even worse though. So forgive me of my gloating and I am going to go and have some calm down time. Write in my journal or something. I dunno.

WHIM, COMMAND MY EVERY MOVE AND I SHALL OBEY THY BIDDING!!

Hope your life is simpler!
Azzie

Photo Caption Contest

Ok readers, here I have a photo of one Lego dude holding an anchor and another dude (find the bright red dot and he is right next to it. The red dot is a gun).

The contest is, come up with a good caption for this picture, dialouge, whatever and post it as a comment. I'll judge them and announce the winner on my blog. Let those creative cogs fly people!!!

Job

I got a job!! I am working at Paradise Bakery as a sandwich assemblist!! Today is my first day of training and I am getting out of rehersal for it! Go me!

Well, now that I think about it, it is probably not a good thing that I am missing this extra reheresal today. Probably not.

But that doesn't stop me from being real excited about my job!

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The Music Man

I am soo excited for The Music Man!!! We have worked soo very hard on it for the past few months and we have reheresal every day this week!! AAHHH!! And then Opening night in on the 10th! THAT IS ON THURSDAY!!!

Whoa. Opening night is on Thursday. That is two days from now. Ouch. That just hit me. Like a stampede of elephants that were branded and cattle prodded. And tortured with ear screws.

Ok, I am recovered from shock now.

So on Saturday, I couldn't beleive it! We pulled in our driveway coming from reheresal at 12:00 AM!! Lemmie tell ya, I decided that I really hate tech reheresals, because now we have floodlights for the stage. But good news, I am gonna be miked!! I love voice amplification devices! I feel so special!

The reason why floodlights are so special is because we are performing on an outdoor stage in a park and before we had lights we were kickéd from park when we couldn't see whether we were done running the acts or not. It was nice because we weren't there past 10:00 pm. But the good thing about being in the park for performances is that the seating arrangements are going to be the sweetest thing since I was born!! It is a BYOB; Bring Your Own Blanket (to sit on and eat your dinner for family night)!! How cool is that!! Tickets can be bought at the enterances and the tix are only $5!! Holy cow is that a good price for theatre tickets or what?! I once bought tix from a theatre place that cost $14 each! But I love my friends. Very good show.

But anyway, I am pretty psyched about it and it is going to be a great show especially because now I have my sweet awsome tee shirt for the show!!!! TADA!