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ladyoflorien) wrote2003-12-22 02:41 pm
ladyoflorien) wrote2003-12-22 02:41 pm
Ooooooh what a FEELIN'!
I had the weirdest dream last night about futuristic colleges and Elijah Wood. I actually can't remember all of it, because I'm a wench and didn't write it down right away, but it was very interesting. I have reoccurring dreams, but not in the sense that it's the same dream over and over, but in the sense that I continue a dream I may have started however long ago. For instance, I don't remember when, but a very very long time ago I dreamed that I ran into some odd college class to hide from... something. And in the class was Elijah Wood, another chick and another dude, and then the teacher. And I was trying to be all covert with my hat pulled low over my eyes because it was picture day and I didn't want anyone to know I was there. It was a weird dream. But then last night I continued this dream.
I don't remember the entirety of the dream as I stated above, but I lived in an apartment that was part of this huge, black, tall, futuristic style college-type place. And there was something terribly evil about this place. And I think I had super-human abilities, because I was running from someone and the ground was toxic or something, so I could leap from one thing to another no matter the distance by using a little creativity. Or... whatever. And this college trained people how to be, like, super scary spy-like people that looked like the angels in "City of Angels," except because we dressed in all black and were trained on how to blend into the shadows and walk right past people without them seeing us, we murdered people before they even knew we were there. o_O Because I remember taking out two security guards into one apartment complex and then killing a bunch of businessmen sitting at their computer desks. Don't ask me why, it's all very weird. But it was like a course I had signed up for or something.
And then I was in this... self appreciation class of some sort with Elijah Wood, the same guy and girl from my previous dream and the same teacher. This time I was willingly signed up for this class, during which I argued with someone (I want to say Elijah, but I'm not sure) about how I always pronounced names in Tolkien differently before the movies came out, because that's just how I read them. For instance I always read Tolkien as TOLL-ken instead of toll-keen. All the Rohirrim I put emphasis on the E in their name, like E-omer and E-owyn, instead of pronouncing it A-owyn, A-omer, etc. I blame![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jedi_bria for this invasion of language arts into my dreams. ;) Also, Dave Woods popped up into my dream at the very beginning, and then mysteriously went away (probably because Dave Woods and Elijah Wood look so much alike that he just morphed into EW after a while, lol). And he was really nice to me and talkative and acted like I was one of his best friends when I approached him which was odd. OH, and then he went off on how he had learned some new dance steps he wanted to teach me, so he showed me the moves and then taught me the first couple steps. Why I was dancing with Dave in the middle of a Self-Appreciation Class while Elijah Wood was off talking to the other students I'll NEVER know. But it was all very random and weird.
And then we looked at the pictures that were taken on class picture day (think previous dream when I had stumbled into the class by mistake) and there I was in my hat avoiding the camera. But the great thing is I saw so many of my other friends in the picture, and they were all avoiding the camera too. I DREAM SUCH WEIRD THINGS!!! And then people started trying to kill me so I left the class and was running from bad guys and displaying my afore mentioned super-human skills. And at some point I was having a serious boyfriend-girlfriend talk with either Dom Monaghan or Elijah. o_O
This almost beats the dream I had night BEFORE last in which I was in a store shopping for candy I could wear as a bracelet (so I wouldn't lose it at the concert, OBVIOUSLY), and eventually found shoe-string cherry licorice on a kite-string holder that fit nicely around my wrist. And then I met up with Seth Green in the store, and we talked about random things I've already forgotten about. *grabs head and screams* WHY IS MY SUBCONSCIOUS SO VERY WEIRD?????
There was an Elliot Smith Tribute concert here yesterday and I didn't know about it. DARN IT!!!
Hmm, I am pleased with my very first attempt at a poll. Vote, people! Vote! It's not like it takes all day to do!
Alloy might be the most incredibly stupid magazine of all time, but they have a good Elijah article up right now. Question #5: Suddenly it doesn't surprise me that Orlando Bloom has a bad back. The idiot is going to seriously hurt himself some day if he doesn't calm down. Question #6: OhmylordIlovehimsomuchmorenow!! He likes redheads!!! *I* like redheads! And the last sentence just cracks me up! AHAHA! I *heart* him.
This is so cute I could die.
I want this book. Like, really bad.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO WATCH THIS RIGHT NOW!!!!!! OMG, IF YOU ARE A BILLY FAN IN THE SMALLEST MEASURE, YOUR LOVE FOR HIM WILL EXPOUND AT LEAST 2334957345 PERCENT! OMG OMG OMG!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!
BILLY!
WHOOP!
***THUD***
There are no words. Just... love him. LOVE him. So much. I have a headache from squee-ing so loud. Because I am a Naz-gurl. AND I LOVE HIM! AND VIGGO IS CRYING! AND, AAACK! Okay I'm good. *smooths back hair*
I slept in really late today, and now it's past 4pm and I haven't gotten anything done except writing this entry. DAMN IT. And it's already dark outside. And on another note, I broke my nail in half vertically yesterday, and ever since then I've lost the ability to type properly. Oo-EE-OO-ee-OO-EE-Oo-ee...
My kitten escaped out into the snow today. Mom says it's the most hilarious thing she's ever seen, because the kitten is so small she kept getting stuck in deep drifts. Awww.
gypsyjr, yes I still want a poster. I shall send you money asap. Also, I love your puppy icon SO MUCH.
My friendredscorner is INSANE. Seriously insane with phone posts. Possibly the dirtiest, funniest things I've ever heard in my life. Wow.
Still 17 entries behind on friends pages, 3 of which are picture posts. WHEEEEE! Now I'm off to do some things on my list for today before today is over.
I don't remember the entirety of the dream as I stated above, but I lived in an apartment that was part of this huge, black, tall, futuristic style college-type place. And there was something terribly evil about this place. And I think I had super-human abilities, because I was running from someone and the ground was toxic or something, so I could leap from one thing to another no matter the distance by using a little creativity. Or... whatever. And this college trained people how to be, like, super scary spy-like people that looked like the angels in "City of Angels," except because we dressed in all black and were trained on how to blend into the shadows and walk right past people without them seeing us, we murdered people before they even knew we were there. o_O Because I remember taking out two security guards into one apartment complex and then killing a bunch of businessmen sitting at their computer desks. Don't ask me why, it's all very weird. But it was like a course I had signed up for or something.
And then I was in this... self appreciation class of some sort with Elijah Wood, the same guy and girl from my previous dream and the same teacher. This time I was willingly signed up for this class, during which I argued with someone (I want to say Elijah, but I'm not sure) about how I always pronounced names in Tolkien differently before the movies came out, because that's just how I read them. For instance I always read Tolkien as TOLL-ken instead of toll-keen. All the Rohirrim I put emphasis on the E in their name, like E-omer and E-owyn, instead of pronouncing it A-owyn, A-omer, etc. I blame
jedi_bria for this invasion of language arts into my dreams. ;) Also, Dave Woods popped up into my dream at the very beginning, and then mysteriously went away (probably because Dave Woods and Elijah Wood look so much alike that he just morphed into EW after a while, lol). And he was really nice to me and talkative and acted like I was one of his best friends when I approached him which was odd. OH, and then he went off on how he had learned some new dance steps he wanted to teach me, so he showed me the moves and then taught me the first couple steps. Why I was dancing with Dave in the middle of a Self-Appreciation Class while Elijah Wood was off talking to the other students I'll NEVER know. But it was all very random and weird.And then we looked at the pictures that were taken on class picture day (think previous dream when I had stumbled into the class by mistake) and there I was in my hat avoiding the camera. But the great thing is I saw so many of my other friends in the picture, and they were all avoiding the camera too. I DREAM SUCH WEIRD THINGS!!! And then people started trying to kill me so I left the class and was running from bad guys and displaying my afore mentioned super-human skills. And at some point I was having a serious boyfriend-girlfriend talk with either Dom Monaghan or Elijah. o_O
This almost beats the dream I had night BEFORE last in which I was in a store shopping for candy I could wear as a bracelet (so I wouldn't lose it at the concert, OBVIOUSLY), and eventually found shoe-string cherry licorice on a kite-string holder that fit nicely around my wrist. And then I met up with Seth Green in the store, and we talked about random things I've already forgotten about. *grabs head and screams* WHY IS MY SUBCONSCIOUS SO VERY WEIRD?????
There was an Elliot Smith Tribute concert here yesterday and I didn't know about it. DARN IT!!!
Hmm, I am pleased with my very first attempt at a poll. Vote, people! Vote! It's not like it takes all day to do!
Alloy might be the most incredibly stupid magazine of all time, but they have a good Elijah article up right now. Question #5: Suddenly it doesn't surprise me that Orlando Bloom has a bad back. The idiot is going to seriously hurt himself some day if he doesn't calm down. Question #6: OhmylordIlovehimsomuchmorenow!! He likes redheads!!! *I* like redheads! And the last sentence just cracks me up! AHAHA! I *heart* him.
This is so cute I could die.
I want this book. Like, really bad.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO WATCH THIS RIGHT NOW!!!!!! OMG, IF YOU ARE A BILLY FAN IN THE SMALLEST MEASURE, YOUR LOVE FOR HIM WILL EXPOUND AT LEAST 2334957345 PERCENT! OMG OMG OMG!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!
BILLY!
WHOOP!
***THUD***
There are no words. Just... love him. LOVE him. So much. I have a headache from squee-ing so loud. Because I am a Naz-gurl. AND I LOVE HIM! AND VIGGO IS CRYING! AND, AAACK! Okay I'm good. *smooths back hair*
I slept in really late today, and now it's past 4pm and I haven't gotten anything done except writing this entry. DAMN IT. And it's already dark outside. And on another note, I broke my nail in half vertically yesterday, and ever since then I've lost the ability to type properly. Oo-EE-OO-ee-OO-EE-Oo-ee...
My kitten escaped out into the snow today. Mom says it's the most hilarious thing she's ever seen, because the kitten is so small she kept getting stuck in deep drifts. Awww.
gypsyjr, yes I still want a poster. I shall send you money asap. Also, I love your puppy icon SO MUCH.My friend
redscorner is INSANE. Seriously insane with phone posts. Possibly the dirtiest, funniest things I've ever heard in my life. Wow.Still 17 entries behind on friends pages, 3 of which are picture posts. WHEEEEE! Now I'm off to do some things on my list for today before today is over.
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I honestly fail to see how it's my fault THIS TIME.
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YOU'RE the person who is always putting gramatical instances in my head, wench!
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"How do you spell Elebereth?" "What order would you put this sentence in?" Blah blah blah... ;)
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hehehehehe