I look back at some of my posts and they're a little too serious or reflective and I thought it was time to just lighten things up a bit. There's 18 days of my high school career left and it's time to not stress the fuck out before finals because that's what'll make you fail, if you didn't know.
Ladies and gentleman,
Just chill out.
Okay, here we go.
So for those of you who don't know, I have really really weird dreams. And by weird, I mean WEIRD. I'll give you an example.
So Ms. Grant asked if I wanted to be a candy girl or whatever for this school carnival, and I agreed (I would never agree to that in real life), so she gave me this striped candy girl outfit and it just suddenly appeared on me.
Then the scene switched to my childhood friend Gage's house, and the family started to show me some of their family photos. One of them included Gage and his Dad with a huge fish on a hook from a fishing trip.
Scene switches again, and I'm at a party. There are people from my school, people from my old school, random faces I can't really place, but I ended up hanging out with Cassie (a character from the British TV Show Skins). Then I go outside, and outside, there's a parking lot. In this parking lot, some of my books were scattered everywhere––The Great Gatsby was soaking in a dirty pond! For some reason, I knew that Cassie was the one who did it, but I never figured out why.
Scene switches. There's this dancing competition at school and a bunch of guys dressed up in pink sequence skirts and started the dance off at the grotto (these people included Robert, Clay, Konnor, Ethan, and Daichi, from what I remember).
I woke up very disturbed.
That's not even the weirdest of them all. I'd say that's a pretty typical Alena dream right there. Some of them are pretty sick though.
These dreams have lead to me research dream analysis, and honestly, no one knows much about it. There are so many theories that no one can really say what's true and what isn't. My theory is that your subconscious is just trying to organize itself and somehow a mesh of images you've seen before start mixing together with random memories. Sometimes dreams are telling you something. Sometimes. Depends on the dream. The dream above, however, is a prime example of a complete meaningless dream. Unless I was very afraid of someone destroying my books at the time.
Anyway, I'm just talking nonsense now.