Kitsune no Tora

Drinking: Water
Craving: ...Chicken?
Hoping: My driver's test tomorrow ends well
Annoyed by: Mother's nagging, my laptop being stupid
Lurking: the forum
Need to do: Dust the tables, clean up that sticky mess from god knows were, vacuum, shower, lineart for RG's pic, work on my fanfic
Wondering about: what to make for dinner, how hard the JP11 form is to fill out, my new hours at work, when the lab opens

Kitsune no Tora is feeling: Strangely tired, moody

I haven't really been sleeping well. The past few days have been better than earlier this week, as I actually slept, but those nights have produced some rather odd dreams.

Sunday, Monday and Tuesday nights I hardly slept at all. I just hovered around the area that you're dreaming, but you know you are and are awakened by every little sound, and don't actually get much rest. Those days were the ones that my fanfic was weighing especially heavy on my mind, and I was especially frustrated that I couldn't get anything out.

Wednesday and Thursday nights I managed to get out of my fanfic-funk and actually sleep, but I had some rather strange dreams.

The first one makes me wonder about my sanity, to be quite honest. ^^; In the dream my extended family and I had been kidnapped by a rather strange looking man who, after thinking about it, is quite similar to the demeanor and appearance of the Millennium Earl from D.Gray-Man, which I have been reading recently. Although I don't think he was as extreme in his appearance, definitely more human-like. XD Anyway, we were being held in a house that looked strangely similar to my grandmother's, only much larger and with a few rooms I didn't recognize, and we were being constantly watched by video camera held on tripods, cranes, etc. At one point we left down this tunnel to join hundreds of other people I will assume were in the same boat as me in some auditorium, where a floating dog that acted like a mascot ran around and introduced us to our captor, who came on a big screen in the front of the room. He announced a contest of some sort. One person from each family would be chosen to participate, and the final winner would be able to take their family and leave.

I was picked, of course.

And, of course, the contest games were terrible, horrible. I don't remember what really any of them were, I just have a very deep impression that they really weren't pleasant. Cruel, and even sexual at times. Thinking about it, I get the feeling that I would rather have it blocked than not.

I woke up in the middle of one, so I don't know the ending. XD

The dream I had last night wasn't as bad, but still pretty bad. It started out at some school, like a community college. I guess I was taking classes there. It wasn't like the one I go to right now. Anyway, I was taking a Trigonometry classs. For some reason, it was held outdoors. It was constantly windy, so windy that it made it impossible for me to hear the teacher. Either that or there was music blasting (lol, it was Gackt), but no one else seemed to care about it or have trouble listening, either. I was totally lost as my teacher showed us some random thing.

Eventually my protests got through and we got moved indoors, but we got moved to this pool area. It wasn't very large, and the entire area was covered in this pinkish-beige tile, even the ceiling, and the pool was in the middle, with this huge tile half-wall surrounding it from the outside. We all sat around the pool with our notebooks while he taught at some random whiteboard in the front of the room,  near the door. It was a very inclosed space, I remember.

Then, it went all zombie apocalypse. Think Highschool of the Dead, if you've ever read it. It was almost exactly like it. We all hunkered down in the pool area, crunched together on the half-wall. I nearly had a nervous breakdown, I did. I hated going to that school, and had wanted to go home ever since I got there. And then I couldn't, ever again, most likely.

Eventually we were found by the zombies because this doofus (as always) decided to check outside and had shouted that it was all clear, and being that the entire area was all tile the sound echoed and amplified and attracted them all. There was a big fight, with my classmates (and me, somehow I had gotten a hold of a pipe) were fighting off the zombies, both of which were being thrown in the pool, which turned a sickly, bloody color. Me and (my suddenly appearing) friend from high school, Venneta, managed to escape the pool area and get somewhere quiet with a group of other kids. I had to constantly remind them to be quiet or we'd attract them, the idiots. >.> (Luckily my friend listened to me and helped, haha.)

We were in the middle of a food raid (which resulted in having to explode a car to distract all the zombies from us) when I woke up. The first thing I did was shudder, then joke: I really need a zombie plan. XDD

Anyway, those were my weird dreams. I usually don't get nightmares, which is why this is strange to me. I wonder where they came from.

PS: I managed to start something I like for my fanfic, but it's starting in a rather abstract and philosophical tone, which I don't like much. I guess I'll have to deal with what I have, and then change it for subsequent chapters. Hopefully I won't confuse anyone with the sudden change of tone. XD

Goodnight, digital abyss.