Thoughts of a Sprite

Monday, June 27, 2005

The dream

Do you ever feel utterly alone? Do you ever wonder what would happen if you could just step out of your life, and into that of another? Do you ever wonder what would have happened if you could have forgiven or even forgotten?

There is so much that is going through my head right now. I am scared, very scared, for my grade in biology. I did not do well on my last test, even a high C on the first test does not help this. I have two more tests to go, and that is it. I have to do very well in order to pass, and SO LONG 4.0. There is no chance now of salvaging it, NONE. And this is hard for me to accept. Really hard.

I leave in like 5 minutes to go get my hairs cut.... Gulp! I will let you know how it looks later on in this post.

I had a really weird dream the other night, I think partially inspired by the Chronicles of Narnia that I am reading. I was sitting on my couch, with the remote in hand, and I was suddenly sucked into another world (hence Narnia... but it was not a nice world) full of werewolves. Who only pulled humans from this world to feed on. Like I said, I had my remote in my hand, and at the same time as I arrived, a man, and a boy also arrived. Somehow I knew it was not good, and started to run. I came upon a river, with a stone bridge and without thinking, dove right in. I found a hollow reed, which I used to breathe, and hide myself under water. I could see the wolves hunting me, but they could not see me, it was dark, and they lost my scent in the water.

Long after they left this area, I dredged myself out of the water, and made for the forest on the other side. The remote that I had with me apparently adapted magical capabilities, and I soon found that I could pause the wolves if they got to close to me, which lasted about 15 minutes, and I could get away. This went on for weeks, and I survived on nuts and berries, and actually had a golly good time. These werewolves were also unable to morph unless it was a full moon, unfortunately there were three moons on this world, so that never seemed to give much reprieve. Well, after I had been there for what seemed like months, my batteries died in the magical remote. The head werewolf dude, Adrenzia, had decided that no more humans were to be brought over until I was killed, as they did not want their world over run with humans like earth was.

They set out on a hunting party, even though it was not a full moon, and they were in their human form like me. Well, I gave them a good chase, but in the end there were just too many to out run. One particular chap caught up with me, (for some reason they were all naked, I guess in expectation of the next full moon, in like 20 minutes, or perhaps they never wore clothes I dunno, I just dreamt it) and I put up a fight, after all he was only human. After some struggle I was half pinned, and the only weapon I had left was my teeth, so I bit him. Suddenly I heard a howl from the pack, and I immediately began to fell strange, more powerful, yet sick all at once. I heard them talking, as the man/ wolf who I bit, ran with his tail tucked b/w his legs. It was widely whispered that once a human bites a werewolf, they become ever more powerful, for they acquire the ability to morph as they please, not controlled by the powers of the moon. He who bit the werewolf would become the new leader of the pact, or in my case, the queen.

Well the rest is as you would expect, I made the wolf that tried to kill me my slave, and ruled the pack through their golden age. It was not often that I took on that form, but when I did, I turned into the most beautiful silver and white wolf, that was ever known to the werewolves, only strengthening the power I held over them. And then with a lonely howl at one of the three beautiful moons, I awoke.

My hair looks really nice. A total of six inches cut from the length, and the rest has beautiful layers. It looks really good, I even bought *dun dun dun* moose and root lifter. Now this may seem normal if you don’t know me, but I never, ever put anything other than conditioner and shampoo in my hair unless it is of course deep fortifying treatment. On very special occasions I might use hairspray... but generally not!

I am still doing well with quitting. I broke and had three on Friday in between patches. (I ran out on Friday morning, and did not have the money until I got paid, later that afternoon) I bought some as soon as I got off work, and all was well. I even took a step down, step two, and I am doing okay!

Class started back today. And I can not even describe to you how much of a dork he is CO –Operate (said as two words) ma- tab- olizm three words... OMG it is awful! No overhead, no power point, just a few words written on the board.

Well I guess that is long enough for now. Blog ya later.

shes_a_sprite @ 4:21 PM.

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