crazy dreams
I had some pretty wicked crazy dreams last night.
The first part took place over a week, where every day I went to synagog instead of to church. Apparently wherever I was, it was the only thing I had to do, so I went every morning to the service. And on the last day, there was this guy near to me, and he was asking what my deal was... I considered telling him I was becoming Jewish. But then in my head I was like, silly, you believe in Jesus, you cannot be Jewish. So I did not tell him, and decided that really, I did not want to be Jewish at all, though I liked going there.
The second part of my dream involved me sleeping in this big new house. Ethan was trying to get in to talk to me, but I was half asleep and would not answer the doorbell. So every time he checked and I did not answer, he wrote me a note... until finally he gave up. I went outside of the house, and there were notes everywhere, including the last note, which was folded up into a little square. All I could see of the writing was "It has been well done. Farewell,". I knew it was his hand writing and I felt so sad.
Part three, which somewhat overlapped part two, was me talking to these two girls, but being interrupted every few minutes by REALLY having to pee. And the bathroom was far away from that house (we were locked out of it) and I would walk to this other bathroom. I came back and was feeling so sad over those notes, and I had to pee AGAIN but this time, I could get to this one bathroom that was in a very very tiny room and I could barely fit on the toilet because it was up on some kind of throne really close to the ceiling. I had to go so bad, I was willing to try it out... But I was having a REALLY hard time controlling myself. And I think we will just leave off there...
I woke up feeling rather sad, but a dream is a dream, what can you really do about it?
That dream topped off what was a rather long week. Halloween felt like a Friday. So did Thursday, for that matter... and by the time Friday actually rolled around, I was beat. I slept about 12 hours last night, and I think I needed it pretty badly.
Here is a recap of the week:
Monday I had class and afterwards went directly over to Jons house. I think we got Applebees for dinner and I proceeded to get extremely sick afterwards. Sigh. Jon took good care of me though and played with my hair for a really long time. I sincerely believe nothing can be more blissful than having your hair played with.
Tuesday after school I went to Grahams and played around with his recording equipment while he was reading for class. I recorded a harmony to a song he wrote, but I have to redo it because it is not exactly what I want. It was fun, but I made him go away while I was doing it. I get really shy singing in front of small groups. :(
Wednesday was Halloween. I dressed up as a child. I wore footie pjs to school and brought Tigger with me. I was comfy all day and my supervisor was like, "So, you came to school as you would like to come every day?" Shrug. Well, yes. Obviously.
After school I had class yet again, where the dumbest thing happened....
My teacher comes in and makes a few remarks about "tricks and treats" and proceeds to hand out a paper. On it are 3 problems. He tells us that he is leaving, but we are supposed to stay until 5:15 (we start at 4) and work on these problems as a class. He says if we choose to leave, that is what we choose to do, but to finish the problems and bring them on Monday.
He leaves.
We then look at each other as a class and are like, what the heck? Amazingly, the majority of the class decides to stick it out and work on this together. We start through the first problem and it goes okay. We get to the second problem, and things start to get messed up and a bit chaotic.
Me, being a control freak and a teacher, cannot stand this, so I basically took charge of the class and we started working through the problems on the board. Time flies when you are having fun!
So then when class is almost over, we realize that we (as a class) made a fundamental assumption error, and in reality, you cannot do these problems at all. The whole class is frustrated. I then suggest that we write our names down on a paper stating that we could not finish the problems because the data is flawed, and sorry, it was a no go.
Basically, as a class, we wasted over an hour of our time on something that cannot be solved. Grrr.
Yet, it was great to be in front of students. Majority of those students are undergrads... like 20 and 21 yrs old. So I did feel like I was really teaching, in a sense... and it made me miss even more being in front of "real" kids. I think I am a pretty darn good cyber teacher... but I think with my personality, I work better in front of a classroom. Soon enough, I suppose.
On Wednesday I also scheduled classes for spring semester. Turns out I need three more classes.... and those three classes all happen to be offered AT THE EXACT SAME TIME. Just my luck. So it looks like, if the scheduling works out, that I will have to pack two classes in for the first summer session... which will suck... but then at least I will be finished my classwork and I can get my stupid masters. I was hoping to get it before next year so that I could make the pay increase. We shall see.
After class on Wednesday, Jon came over and we gave out candy to the kids. We watched tv and had grilled cheese. It was a lot of fun. :) Neither of us dressed up, but it was good to have the time together, especially with my parents out for the night. :)
Thursday was a long day. After school I went with Graham to the outlets to be his personal fashion consultant. He got a lot of stuff, even some stuff he was adamantly against until he actually tried it on! I love dressing people up. I have gone with Josh to the outlets a number of times, so I am pretty good at it now, I think. We got dinner at Cracker Barrel and I got home around 8... I crashed at 9 and slept pretty hardcore until the early morning, where I had a dream it was light out and that I missed my alarm and so I had a hard time getting that last hour of sleep.
Finally, to Friday... Jon and Josh came over and we went out and got sandwiches and rented Knocked Up. We basically just chilled and watched that. Josh went home and after that, Jon and I fell asleep on the couch. Actually, I do not know if Jon slept. He said I was snoring, which leads me to believe that perhaps he did not sleep.... :) Oops.
I slept about 12 hours. It was awesome...
And now for today, who knows. Jon wants me to come over and help paint, but i have to run some errands first. And Lily just jumped up and laid down across my legs.... so obviously I cannot leave yet! ;)
Welcome to November.
The first part took place over a week, where every day I went to synagog instead of to church. Apparently wherever I was, it was the only thing I had to do, so I went every morning to the service. And on the last day, there was this guy near to me, and he was asking what my deal was... I considered telling him I was becoming Jewish. But then in my head I was like, silly, you believe in Jesus, you cannot be Jewish. So I did not tell him, and decided that really, I did not want to be Jewish at all, though I liked going there.
The second part of my dream involved me sleeping in this big new house. Ethan was trying to get in to talk to me, but I was half asleep and would not answer the doorbell. So every time he checked and I did not answer, he wrote me a note... until finally he gave up. I went outside of the house, and there were notes everywhere, including the last note, which was folded up into a little square. All I could see of the writing was "It has been well done. Farewell,". I knew it was his hand writing and I felt so sad.
Part three, which somewhat overlapped part two, was me talking to these two girls, but being interrupted every few minutes by REALLY having to pee. And the bathroom was far away from that house (we were locked out of it) and I would walk to this other bathroom. I came back and was feeling so sad over those notes, and I had to pee AGAIN but this time, I could get to this one bathroom that was in a very very tiny room and I could barely fit on the toilet because it was up on some kind of throne really close to the ceiling. I had to go so bad, I was willing to try it out... But I was having a REALLY hard time controlling myself. And I think we will just leave off there...
I woke up feeling rather sad, but a dream is a dream, what can you really do about it?
That dream topped off what was a rather long week. Halloween felt like a Friday. So did Thursday, for that matter... and by the time Friday actually rolled around, I was beat. I slept about 12 hours last night, and I think I needed it pretty badly.
Here is a recap of the week:
Monday I had class and afterwards went directly over to Jons house. I think we got Applebees for dinner and I proceeded to get extremely sick afterwards. Sigh. Jon took good care of me though and played with my hair for a really long time. I sincerely believe nothing can be more blissful than having your hair played with.
Tuesday after school I went to Grahams and played around with his recording equipment while he was reading for class. I recorded a harmony to a song he wrote, but I have to redo it because it is not exactly what I want. It was fun, but I made him go away while I was doing it. I get really shy singing in front of small groups. :(
Wednesday was Halloween. I dressed up as a child. I wore footie pjs to school and brought Tigger with me. I was comfy all day and my supervisor was like, "So, you came to school as you would like to come every day?" Shrug. Well, yes. Obviously.
After school I had class yet again, where the dumbest thing happened....
My teacher comes in and makes a few remarks about "tricks and treats" and proceeds to hand out a paper. On it are 3 problems. He tells us that he is leaving, but we are supposed to stay until 5:15 (we start at 4) and work on these problems as a class. He says if we choose to leave, that is what we choose to do, but to finish the problems and bring them on Monday.
He leaves.
We then look at each other as a class and are like, what the heck? Amazingly, the majority of the class decides to stick it out and work on this together. We start through the first problem and it goes okay. We get to the second problem, and things start to get messed up and a bit chaotic.
Me, being a control freak and a teacher, cannot stand this, so I basically took charge of the class and we started working through the problems on the board. Time flies when you are having fun!
So then when class is almost over, we realize that we (as a class) made a fundamental assumption error, and in reality, you cannot do these problems at all. The whole class is frustrated. I then suggest that we write our names down on a paper stating that we could not finish the problems because the data is flawed, and sorry, it was a no go.
Basically, as a class, we wasted over an hour of our time on something that cannot be solved. Grrr.
Yet, it was great to be in front of students. Majority of those students are undergrads... like 20 and 21 yrs old. So I did feel like I was really teaching, in a sense... and it made me miss even more being in front of "real" kids. I think I am a pretty darn good cyber teacher... but I think with my personality, I work better in front of a classroom. Soon enough, I suppose.
On Wednesday I also scheduled classes for spring semester. Turns out I need three more classes.... and those three classes all happen to be offered AT THE EXACT SAME TIME. Just my luck. So it looks like, if the scheduling works out, that I will have to pack two classes in for the first summer session... which will suck... but then at least I will be finished my classwork and I can get my stupid masters. I was hoping to get it before next year so that I could make the pay increase. We shall see.
After class on Wednesday, Jon came over and we gave out candy to the kids. We watched tv and had grilled cheese. It was a lot of fun. :) Neither of us dressed up, but it was good to have the time together, especially with my parents out for the night. :)
Thursday was a long day. After school I went with Graham to the outlets to be his personal fashion consultant. He got a lot of stuff, even some stuff he was adamantly against until he actually tried it on! I love dressing people up. I have gone with Josh to the outlets a number of times, so I am pretty good at it now, I think. We got dinner at Cracker Barrel and I got home around 8... I crashed at 9 and slept pretty hardcore until the early morning, where I had a dream it was light out and that I missed my alarm and so I had a hard time getting that last hour of sleep.
Finally, to Friday... Jon and Josh came over and we went out and got sandwiches and rented Knocked Up. We basically just chilled and watched that. Josh went home and after that, Jon and I fell asleep on the couch. Actually, I do not know if Jon slept. He said I was snoring, which leads me to believe that perhaps he did not sleep.... :) Oops.
I slept about 12 hours. It was awesome...
And now for today, who knows. Jon wants me to come over and help paint, but i have to run some errands first. And Lily just jumped up and laid down across my legs.... so obviously I cannot leave yet! ;)
Welcome to November.
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