We stayed in for the weekend again. Friday night we had a friend from work come over and we talked a lot and played Super Smash Bro. Brawl on Josh's Wii. It was nice to socialize with someone other than Josh.
Saturday Josh and I did some grocery shopping and we turned in our empty cans to get our deposit back. Was bored otherwise during the day but Josh came by later that night and asked if I wanted to play a game, so we played Rainbow Six Vegas 2, which was pretty fun considering we weren't playing online. Also, I have noticed that Josh is saying "Fuck" and "Shit" a lot more now in his every day vocabulary. Before like last week he would say them rarely and would often say "Frick."
Sunday, not much happened. I got up after noon and went out to buy ingredients to make the weekly dessert. This time I went out without any idea of what I wanted to make. I ended up getting this frozen brownie dessert that was on sale and some vanilla ice cream. Next weekend I'm going to be more adventurous and make a chocolate chip cheesecake.
Josh's brother is visiting next weekend, so I suggested to Josh that we go on a road trip somewhere, like maybe Maine or something and find some kind of local attraction there. I did some research for any spooky places in CT and I found a place called "Little People Village" which is some guy's house in the woods somewhere surrounded by little houses the guy built for the voices in his head... Sounds interesting but it's also pretty far away. Does anyone in New England have any suggestions of where we should go next weekend?
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Sunday, August 23, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
A Tragic Dream
Last night I was bored out of my mind. I was starting to get worried though, since I was feeling a strong bought of depression coming on, one that I hadn't experienced since close to 4 years ago when one of my friends died. This time it was because I was feeling alone. But don't worry, I'm stronger than most in the same situation, and I promise I will seek help before I even think of anything stupid.
I had a dream last night too, and I didn't even remember that i had a dream until mid-day at work it just flashed in my memory, so I quickly wrote it down and hid the paper in my pocket. The dream was very nice, yet dark and tragic. This is what I could remember:
A kid, maybe 16 years old contacted me because he really liked me. I can't remember how he found me or contacted me, but I might guess facebook. He had a very boyish face, and medium-long brown hair. He seemed like he came from the lower to middle class, from the way he dressed, but honestly I can't remember that much detail. Later, he randomly finds me at a gathering, maybe it was a party. The entire dream took place at night, so it was naturally dark. The place we met was damp and wooden, almost like it was on a gigantic old-fashioned ship or a large, dark, wooden house overlooking a body of water. I was very happy to see him.
The next day though, I find him dead. I was at the bottom of the body of water, and I found a body, and I pulled it closer and I saw his face and the skin on his stomach was gone, and I couldn't take it. I let go quickly. I was devastated.
I find out in the dream, that he was killed because a group, maybe a government agency I don't know, thought that he was carrying a child in him, so that is why the skin on his stomach was missing.
Here is my analysis of the dream:
- I kind of doubt it, but the group that killed him might happened because of District 9. Kind of spoiler, but not really: the main character is hunted because unnatural things are happening to him, and so his body is very valuable.
- The fact that he contacted me like that might have happened because I have been thinking about and communicating on a dating site.
- He was younger because I have a tendency to want to be a role-model to people.
- I think he tragically died in the end because he resembles all of my friends that I have met in life, have either moved away from me, or I left behind when I moved here. Also, because I was feeling lonely and depressed that night.
- The fact that they thought he was bearing a child: might have to do with me thinking about gay relationships and that they can never have a child like a straight couple can.
I love dreams, the good, and the tragic.
I had a dream last night too, and I didn't even remember that i had a dream until mid-day at work it just flashed in my memory, so I quickly wrote it down and hid the paper in my pocket. The dream was very nice, yet dark and tragic. This is what I could remember:
A kid, maybe 16 years old contacted me because he really liked me. I can't remember how he found me or contacted me, but I might guess facebook. He had a very boyish face, and medium-long brown hair. He seemed like he came from the lower to middle class, from the way he dressed, but honestly I can't remember that much detail. Later, he randomly finds me at a gathering, maybe it was a party. The entire dream took place at night, so it was naturally dark. The place we met was damp and wooden, almost like it was on a gigantic old-fashioned ship or a large, dark, wooden house overlooking a body of water. I was very happy to see him.
The next day though, I find him dead. I was at the bottom of the body of water, and I found a body, and I pulled it closer and I saw his face and the skin on his stomach was gone, and I couldn't take it. I let go quickly. I was devastated.
I find out in the dream, that he was killed because a group, maybe a government agency I don't know, thought that he was carrying a child in him, so that is why the skin on his stomach was missing.
Here is my analysis of the dream:
- I kind of doubt it, but the group that killed him might happened because of District 9. Kind of spoiler, but not really: the main character is hunted because unnatural things are happening to him, and so his body is very valuable.
- The fact that he contacted me like that might have happened because I have been thinking about and communicating on a dating site.
- He was younger because I have a tendency to want to be a role-model to people.
- I think he tragically died in the end because he resembles all of my friends that I have met in life, have either moved away from me, or I left behind when I moved here. Also, because I was feeling lonely and depressed that night.
- The fact that they thought he was bearing a child: might have to do with me thinking about gay relationships and that they can never have a child like a straight couple can.
I love dreams, the good, and the tragic.
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