weekEND

Well it's Monday, and that means I'm back to trying to avoid doing homework. I actually am a little short on homework this week (I know I still have projects that I could be getting a head start on). My hardest teacher is off to a conference this week, so I don't have those two classes, and just have projects to work on for her classes. Tonight has been the opposite of productive, so I thought I could share some sleeping thoughts from the weekend:

Maybe its because I was, but my dreams were drunk this weekend. I was boarding a plane on some sort of class trip. I don't know if it was a college or high school class trip because I'm not sure who the other people on the plane were. In the dream I knew them however. I was very scared boarding the plane, as I always get when I fly. I had my ipod, I remember that. The next thing I knew, I was in Colorado. It wasn't cold though. I remember seeing a bunch of people I knew that were not on the class trip. I remember thinking to myself that I knew these people because there were a lot of teaching jobs available in Colorado, and many people from Oakwood Express had transferred to this Colorado store. Then I was playing with a bunch of kids, and we had a bunch of equipment out on this hill. We eventually had to clean it all up, which we were told by our parents who were on top of the hill. I of course did all the work, and none of the other kids helped. So there was one more thing to be put away, and I was going to make the other kids clean that up, and I climbed the hill to where our parents were. I think I was being kind of a tattle tale, and they told me to finish picking up. I whined naturally. Then the father of a child of ethnic descent started to tell me about how I had nothing to whine about and that he and his child had it much harder.

Then, he taught me this valuable lesson by taking me through a maze on the way down the hill. It was made of tiny weak pieces of wood, with tiny areas about 1 foot tall that we had to get in between. I made it though, don't worry.

My friend and I were discussing this dream, and he said, well now we have to interpret it. I guess I don't do that very often. What he came up with is that the maze means I'm confused. I said .. YES, I am, I didn't need that weird dream to tell me that. Actually I think I said, yeah...