When should I do my phone interview? *sigh* Lately, the majority of my thoughts are basically of job-related issues from the stress of waiting, to the stress of planning, to the stress of friends & family offering so much advice that I don't know which ones to take @_@. I woke up a little earlier than usual today after a not-so-nice dream, but still find myself sitting in bed and not exactly being productive. I should really get some food, drive over to school to see a career counselor and ask for their opinion and then drive back home. *sigh* Getting motivated though, even with my own future at stake, is really hard sometimes.
Anyway, I had the weirdest dream this morning. I was dreaming that my dog and I were walking around this farm-like area that looked like something out of a Super Mario game or something, and then she takes off. Someone found my dog and was making comments about keeping her, and I heard this but couldn't see them. Well, I rushed over to reclaim my dog when some people started running around saying that we all need to hide. I grabbed my dog and followed the scurrying people who are entering the forests. Everyone was crawling into caves and hiding for some reason, apparently an explosion was supposed to happen outside and most of the outside world was going to be zapped and disappear into thin air. It felt like an earthquake inside the caves and once all the tremors and such stopped, we all came out to see the world in black & white like one of those really old silent films. For some reason, everyone else had a map of this new developed place and I did not. A drunken-like, old man was sitting on the middle of the dusty street calling out to me to come over and made really inappropriate gestures so I left him there. I walked a little more to see a harbor and docks with this huge ship and people unloading from it. My grandmother and uncle were one of the passengers on this ship and there were a lot of gypsy-looking people coming down. They tried to rob my grandmother, but I was standing close enough to smack their hands if stuck theirs out, but while my uncle was not paying attention, one guy swiped him and I literally chased after him and clawed at him. I was so pissed that I just grabbed the money bag he filched and beat him to the ground. Of course... my alarm went off just around now so the dream ended here. I must be very stressed to have such weird dreams every night.
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