Ade (agentfroot) wrote,
Ade
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I had a bunch of crazy dreams last night. I'll post the ones I remember.

Harry Potter was living in the chamber of secrets since there was something keeping him from the rest of Hogwarts (perhaps because of a certain character in the 5th book). I was seeing things from his perspective, and he/I had this weird little mouse-like creature with him. I think it could talk, and it had something to do with Voldemort. Apparently every time something happened to it, it would evolve. It was over by a raised fence or something, and when it came back, it was covered in hot pink feathers. Then Voldemort was chasing me/Harry around a park, and the weird creature got in front of Voldemort. When Voldemort stepped on it, it evolved into a bear-like creature that was about 4 feet tall. I think it was going through a pipe or something, and then that dream faded.

After that, I was in a factory (work getting to me?), taking berries off a conveyor belt and trying not to let them get squished under the belt. I was also putting buckles on girls' overalls and hunting through a box for buckles with matching colors. I also had to sort apples or something, but then I left the area to find something and ended up by this dark office, snooping through a tray of pictures. My mom showed up, and apparently everyone thought I had left, so they had turned off the conveyor belt or something. My mom and sis came to get me, and we were driving through Meadville. Katie was telling me that she was having a really Christian conversation with our neighbor, and he was saying they should store stuff at the college. I was carrying a bunch of crayons and wanted to set them down, but we ended up on the roof of a tall factory building. There were a bunch of buildings like it in a row, and we started hopping from roof to roof. I got to one of the buildings and looked back at my sister, worrying that she wouldn't make the jump since there was a thin, cracked, yellow board-thingy in between the buildings. She jumped onto the board but fell off the side. I watched her fall a long way to the ground, and she landed hard on her back. She was still for a moment, then sat up and scooched back so she was sitting in a puddle. A light came from above, and she floated up and disappeared from the sky. Not at all shocked or grieved by her "death," I told this guy/animal/thing next to me that soon she would fall back since she'd be rejected from heaven or something. As soon as I said that, the light reappeared and she descended again, this time standing up like nothing had ever happened. She told me that she couldn't die because she had donated blood (that couldn't be right, she's only 13 and too skinny, but it was a dream). My mom told me that they were leaving and I should bring out our stove from the building when I was ready to go. I didn't know how I'd do that since there was no real way off the roof, but I agreed. There was a big screen nearby with a cartoon version of Mad-eye Moody on it, and he was winking and making all these funny eye movements. I was thinking of a way to get down, and apparently Moody had ideas about pulverizing himself and flushing himself down a toilet to get out, but I avoided that. That's all I remember.

I also dreamed of being in a science class (I think my 7th grade science teacher was there) with some weird kiln device and eating a sandwich. I was playing some game involving getting a boat into a port and defeating weird monsters. Then I was looking at backyards, and it was supposedly snowing in the summer. Those were just little bits that I remember... man, I have a weird nocturnal imagination.

Ah, dreams are interesting things. My parents took my sis to camp today. I wanted to go too, but Katie woke me up about 15 minutes before they were going to leave, so I had no time to get ready. Oh well. Ehhh, I don't want to go to work in an hour... and my dad and I were arguing about Alpha vs. job priorities. I refuse to sacrifice any bit of Alpha for the job, but my dad is making a huge deal out of it, saying that if MSA really needs me when I'm at Alpha, I can miss some of the Alpha events for the job. I haven't told my supervisor about Alpha yet (I plan to give two weeks notice, so I'll tell him this week), but I doubt that I'm indispensable to the company, and they can probably spare me for 10 or 11 days. It's not that big of a deal, but my dad seems to think it is. Alpha is far more important to me than a summer job. I'm an English major, not a professional hard hat packer, and even if I do end up quitting, I'll still be able to put the job on my resume, and it won't kill me. My dad seems to think that I'm going to have a career when I graduate college, but I doubt that will be the case. Right now I'm thinking about going to South Carolina near some of my favorite family members after graduation. They live in a rapidly-developing suburb, and there's lots of housing and jobs available. I can get a regular, boring job there that's not too physically or mentally draining, and that will provide me with just enough income to get by. Meanwhile, I'll be working on my writing and trying to get published. I'll stick with the boring job until my writing really takes off and I make enough money from it to live. At least I think that's what I do. Life tends to foil your plans, so I may end up doing something totally different. Ah well. I'm not going to let anyone tell me how to plan my future (I'll welcome recommendations, but I'll only take advice that seems like a really good idea). My life. Mine. *seagull voice* Mine! Mine! Mine!

And now I must be off.
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