Here's something I tried to post yesterday, and a few times earlier today:

Weird. "Blogger Basic".... I've never used this before, so I hope it works. Especially since I'm here to share two dreams I had last night/this morning. Especially since the first is one of the COOLEST DREAMS EVER!

Well, I'll let YOU be the judge of that.

Okay, so the first dream, Holly, you'll like this. Heh. Steve and Ephraim probably will too. The Matrix: Re-filming!

It starts out with me walking through the hustle-bustle of some kind of fairground on a farm, heading towards a particular barn off to my right. It's a nice day, the sky is bright-deep blue, all is well. As I walk, I pass a few of my friends from school, like Max and Mick, and some girls that look vaguely familiar. I cross the little old paved road (just wide enough for one car to fit on it), jay-walking of course, 'cause a straight line is the quickest way from point A to point B. Now that I'm closing in on the fading red barn, I notice the large camera crews and the crane-operated camera, going through the right side of the barn (which is taken out completely). I walk around to the side and enter to see the inside looks exactly like the dojo from The Matrix, and seeing Keanu in dark clothes practicing his moves with a trainer. "Hey!" I smile. "I'm here!" (okay, I don't really remember the dialogue for most of the dream, but I'm doing my best to improv it the closest to how it probably was.) He turns around and gets all psyched-up, bouncing around like a kick-boxer. We're getting ready to do that whole "I know Kung-Fu" sequence. So standing 10 to 15 feet apart, we take up our starting battle poses. "I'm taking the place of Agent Smith," I'm thinking. (but really it was Morpheus' place I was taking, I just didn't realize it yet). Oh yeah, and I think Keanu was Neo. Not "The One" Neo within the Matrix, but like... that was his identity, his personality... sort of. But he was himself. And he seemed to be younger. Like 22. And I was my age. (18 1/2 for those who don't know me.) So we're taking our fighting stances... but we both can't seem to get them juuuuust right. We want to make sure they're conveying the right meaning and everything. "Let's go ask the sensei to make sure we're doing this right. I'm not sure about my exact hand and feet positions." So suddenly, we both just go. We run out the front (back from where I came at the beginning of my dream) of the barn and around the side with the crane and camera crew, to the back and back diagonally across the field of picnic-ing people lying out on the grass waiting for something to start, back diagonally across the small road, back past where Max and some guys from my school were barbecuing, and we found the Sensei near his lime green VW Beetle in the make-shift parking lot. Keanu asked for him to show us again, and he started saying "it's not as good to see a picture as to see it for real" or something like that. It sounded very wise. So then I came back with "Would you please, Sensei, do them yourself? We want to make sure we're getting the exact meaning." Somewhere in the back of my mind, I'm remembering about the "crouching pidgeon" move I made up in my head for an RPG I'm in on Playbyweb, in Chris-kun's game. So he shows us our poses now, and I'm sure we've got them, so we start running back the way we came to the set (aka, the barn), Sensei following at his own walking pace behind us. I get distracted on the way back though, seeing Ryan (Masotti) near the barbecues, he's all happy and all smiles and his crazy usual self, and that makes me happy so I say "hey" to him, and then he jumps around some more, more giddy than ever (about how giddy he was before each show of Les Mis). Then I start walking back across the road, my running obviously not still inspired, and I notice a guy standing on a short telephone pole (it's still about 10 feet high, though. At least 8) and he's holding a skateboard. So I look up to watch what he's doing. The people nearby start chanting. "Zoro-slav! Zoro-slav!" He does a trick or two on his skateboard ON the pole, and starts to tight-rope walk backwards, "Zoro-slav! Zoro-slav!" with his skateboard balanced on his head upside down. He was walking on the thick, black cable. In my head I'm thinking "I know Holly's here somewhere... Where is she? Zoro is here! She can meet him now! Where..." I turn and look towards the barn and I can see her lying down near the road, just up a small (but steep-ish) hill, after the cables veer off to the right (and towards the set). She's lying on or in a sleeping bag. It is now that I notice the large screen past the barn. It's like a Drive-In screen, but at least 3 times larger. Everybody must be here to watch something on that screen... I turn back around to see where Zoro is, and he's just coming up the crest of the hill on rollerblades, carrying his skateboard under his arm. (don't ask. This didn't seem odd to me in the dream, just don't ask). He can't make it up the hill, he's just about to roll back down backwards, so I reach out and grab his hand, then pull him in using both my arms (and both of his), my feet firmly gripping the old asphalt. So I pull him up, and use this opportunity to swing him around and "drag" him to where Holly is. By the way, Holly, since you'd wanna know, in my dream, you had your NATURAL brown hair colour, and Zoro had dark-ish curlyish/wavy brown hair, cut pretty short. He also had on a baseball cap backwards, a T-shirt, a leather sports jacket, a silver hoop earing near the top of his left ear, those long baggy shorts (I think they were black jeans), white socks that had fallen down, and greyish dirty white and black running shoes (which looked really comfy). "Zoro, this is Holly," Zoro looks kinda shocked that I know his name, and is wondering why a stranger is introducing him to a stranger.. "Holly, this is the guy you've been chatting with on MSN for a long time, Zoro." At the mention of "chatting", Zoro's eyes light RIGHT UP (they're BLUE!) and he has this look of recognition and "WOW! That's HER! I'm finally meeting Holly!" on his face. He seems really happy and excited. He extends his left hand down to Holly to shake and introduce himself properly, Holly gives me this weird look at first, but then smiles. I get her brainwave. It's "thanks". I leave them to themselves and run back to the barn, where I'm supposed to be shooting the dojo scene! "See ya!"
So now I'm back in the dojo (barn), and Keanu and I have our gi's on. Except his is dark and mine is light (opposite from the movie *shrugs*) He looks sooooo cute. Anyways, we start doing all our crazy fighting. And actually, we're doing it without any wires or anything. We can see the crazy sped-up effects with our own eyes while we're exchanging blocks. It was funny and amusing. I was so excited. And I'm just about to do that really cool jump Morpheus does when I think someone yells cut. We don't hear it, but we know it's break time. So, we stop, walk to each other in the middle, smile and hug. Sorta like at the end of sports games you line up and say "good game" it was like we were congratulating each other for our good acting and Kung-Fu skills. It was cool. Leaving that set and walking back over to where the caterers were (I guess that's what Max, Mick and Ryan were doing with the barbecue), I see Laurence Fishburne from behind, and just KNOW it's him. (this is why I still think I'm Agent Smith, I guess. I mean, I'm ME, but I'm me acting a character taking the place of Agent Smith or something like that.) Now we're suddenly inside in a dim hallway (it's dim 'cause we just came inside), in line to get our food, I see Hugo Weaving a few people ahead of me. Holly has now joined me in line. Hugo's dressed EXACTLY like Agent Smith, except he's got that little ponytail (that you see in Revisited). Apparently, my hair was done the same way, and had little white butterflyclips/barrettes in it to keep the ponytail up, so I start taking them out... there's over 20 in my hair somehow! I don't know how they all fit. But I give them to Holly and she puts them in her purse or something. That is when I figure out I must have been replacing Morpheus, and not Agent Smith. Or maybe I'm some new character. I don't get it. Suddenly now I've got my food, inside a slightly brighter room (eyes adjusting, I guess), I'm eating lunch on a styrofoam plate, back slumped against a wall, Megan Bower to my left, (she's standing) complaining about having to go to some stupid dance. Apparently this room we're in is the stupid dance, with dorky waltz music. I agree, and say that even the Thenardier's song from Les Mis was a better waltz to dance to. Holly and Zoro don't care, they start waltzing away, off away from us into the main crowd of people. I finish eating in a hurry, and decide to go off somewhere else. I leave, walking around the lot, it's dusk, and enter another barn on the lot, this one is apparently a grocery store of some kind. Lots of cereal boxes stacked up just behind some guys sitting around and on the check-out stands. One guy with dirty blond hair without his pants on. Just some white boxers with little red hearts on it. I look up to see his light brown suede pants hanging to dry on a line above him and slightly to my left (his right). "So what's up?" Basically I remember I made some small-talk with these guys, especially Nick, and Nick was the director of our movie. (The Matrix? *tilts head* Yeah. I think so.) Then the guys got into talking about chaos and anarchy and that this stuff was here for us to do whatever we wanted with it. (all these guys were my age.. at least 16-20 years old. I think Nick was 19) So we started opening cereal boxes and mixing them together with our hands, and closing them back up. Lucky Charms with Fruit Loops and Honey Bunches of Oats, and Count Chocula with some kind of green-parot marshmallow cereal, and other ones created by my imagination. The weird thing was all the boxes were white with red printing on them, the labels all the same, (except for the fruit loops and Frosted Flakes), just the titles were different. After doing this for oh... 2 to 5 minutes, I get bored and realize how stupid what I'm doing is. So I decide to leave. I'm walking out in the dark now, dark black slightly-blue sky with white stars here and there. No clouds, but I don't notice a moon. The next thing I know I slowly, almost creeping, enter a barn just filled with loose hay. And there is Keanu/Neo. He's just thinking about things. So I sit, and we end up lying down, heads together, just talking and thinking about things, both of us almost in fetal positions. On the soft, soft hay. And we're both still in our gis. (this is the first time where my dream goes from my point of view to a camera angle, but I'm still me, I'm not having an out-of-body experience or anything). There we are, sort of in an upside-down V shape, facing each other and talking the night away in the warm hay. We have so much in common... Mmm... The "camera" starts pedastaling up and zooming out, really slowly, and turning around (like we're on a turn table) us, and I wake up.
(edit on June 7th: Later in my room I remembered that Neo/Keanu was practicing fighting with a light-brown wood staff I think the second time I entered the dojo set. I believe he was practicing for the crazy Agent Smith scene from Revolutions, you know, the one with the lamp-post? ^_^)

Dream 2! I'm in Australia!
This dream was considerably shorter!

I'm in a field near (far actually, but on the same lot) a barn or something. There's tall stalks of corn, they're all green plants though, no corn on 'em yet. The sky is light blue with nice white puffy clouds here and there. I see a house being put up in the distance, and there's a young boy with me (maybe the "I Was A Rat" kid?) I turn around and notice I'm on the edge of a long, curving, pitch-black ashphalt road. It is now that I remember and/or suddenly realize I'm in Australia. Not just Australia, but the city that Chris-kun lives in. Not Melbourne… the other one. (Victor Harbour, but I didn’t remember the name in my dream, I just KNEW I was there.) So I start off running quickly (I think I’m wearing sandals… ‘cause I didn’t have bare feet, but I could FEEL the pavement, and somewhere in the back of my mind I was concerned with the heat rising up from the ashphalt) The boy is quickly padding along behind me, then passes me on my right, then in front of me as we continue ‘round the bend. (it’s bending to the right). Both sides are still edge to edge with high corn stalks, and now on the left it’s wheat or some kind of grain. Now it opens up, and the ashphalt turns to sidewalk, and I’m on a suburban road. I recognize the area, I know I’m very near Chris’s house now. And now I’m joined by my sister. (where did she come from?) I recognize the local shops, but not down the road, where the street sudenly stops, and you have to go either right or left (there’s a building there). So we cross the first light. Then the second.. Then I think I’ve gone too far. (while crossing the second light, I realize that this is where I’ve been the whole time while I’ve been “sick”. And no wonder my parents are mad at me for faking being sick and not going to school, but going to visit Chris instead! Apparently we’re there on vacation or something… but *shrugs* and my parents are mad at me but I’m beginning not to care. Somehow this coincides with my real life, but in real life, I’m REALLY sick! Anyways…) So we’ve crossed the second light and begin jaywalking across the street (straight across though) and I realize I’ve gone too far, we’ve passed his block. So then we start heading back (but on the opposite side of the street) and I look to my right (which was my left coming out of the field) and see some vaguely familiar houses. “I know Chris-kun lives on the 11-hundred block, so we’ll just go to that street, and his house is this way somewhere..” I know it’s 11 something with a 4 in it. Maybe 1140, or 1104 or 1174 or 1147… But it’ll be on just one block, so it’ll be okay and I’ll recognize his house when I see it. I turn onto the block, walk maybe a half a house towards the street with the reconizable houses (Chris-kun’s street) and then wake up. I was so annoyed that it ended there, ‘cause in my dream I was thinking ahead that I’ll meet him and he’ll come to the door to greet us with his nice Golden Retriever dog. This was in my imagination in the dream. So yeah. That was it.

GRR!!! I was just starting to type the second dream when my dad disconnected the internet ‘cause I’m not doing my ISUs. GRRRR!!!!! How am I supposed to get them done without internet access? I’ll never get them done! Grr!! I am so mad! I really can’t wait to move out! Also.. it was 11:30 when I started writing this, and now it’s 1:15. Wow. It took a long time to type up my dreams. Just IMAGINE how long I’m gonna be up (ALL NIGHT, probably! GRR!) to finish BOTH ISUs?! GRRR!!!! *almost crying*

I so can’t wait to move out of this house. I hate living here. I know my parents are just concerned, but they GO ABOUT IT ALL THE WRONG WAYS!

And then they go and talk about me and Pam behind our backs, comparing us. GRR! I hate that! And they speak loud enough so I hear everything! Don’t they know to at least WHISPER and close doors and stuff!?? GRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

I soooo can’t wait to move out.

DEAR LORD GOD, PLEAAAAAAASE help me put up with this!

And get my crap done. Thanks.

Amen.

-AC