An Eyes Rutherford Fantasy Gone Wrong

The dream starts out with me at school, showing a new boy around. Our schedule for the day consists of a blend between his schedule and mine. I don’t recall first period clearly, but I already knew his name – Eyes Rutherford. Now, I’m a huge Spiral fanatic, so in retrospect I’m not too surprised. But in the dream, our second period was gym. Somehow my friend and I got really into this online game that everyone played. Supposedly you have to buy a console for the game, but somehow it’s also on the Internet when I go home. (Continuity errors, WTF?) So I go home and play it, and suddenly it’s the next morning. Well, that’s all fine and dandy and yet again we skip first period. This time, we go outside and have to run on the track for our track and field unit, despite the fact that in real life it’s done. Apparently, Eyes really is in my gym class, and in the same grade level as I am. (WTF?) So, Eyes and I are running the track together, with our buddy Ayumu. (o.O) Then, it’s time for an assembly. There must have been a time-skip that I missed, because while we wait Eyes is admitting to Ayumu and I, along with a few others, about how much we’ve become like family to him, despite the fact that he still acts distant and disconnected. I tell him that I’ll always be there for him, and we hug.

Another time-skip. This time I’m in third period – Choir – and all seems normal, except for the fact that I have a cell phone and I sit next to my friend Amanda. I’m in tears over something, and Amanda and Cindy are trying to cheer me up. Apparently, Eyes left to go overseas for some reason and left me behind, and I feel abandoned. (What, were we a couple? Sweet.) Where things get really weird is that all of a sudden, Eyes walks in! He completely ignores me and informs Mr. B, our choir director, “It’s time.” Mr. B understands this and sends out some of the students. All the other students get nervous. Mr. B pulls me aside and explains that the country started forcing schools to decide occupations for the students in eighth grade. Apparently, I had been gone for a while looking for Eyes, to no avail. I’m still upset about the Eyes thing, and Mr. B’s words merely make me furious. Mr. B eventually calms me down, though, and sends me back to my seat. The entire seating chart has changed, and I’m now above Amy. (o.O) Mr. B tells us that we have to remember to change our cell phone providers and gives us a number to call. Amy and I make a note of it, along with a few others. Then it’s off to our next class. As I leave the room, I pause to ask Mr. B why things changed into a communist country. He shakes his head without answering and pushes me onward. Apparently, we’ve abandoned fourth period. (I have no complaints about that. Less headaches.) As I’m heading up the stairs, I notice Melanie trying to get my attention. I walk over, and we talk about the fact that so many people are being chosen for military. Apparently, our fifth period is in the Military Academy, even though we’re not becoming soldiers. I know that this is the Military Academy room because there’s a big cartoon-looking sign hanging over it. Well, we enter and Mr. B ushers us over to the risers, where everyone is waiting. We’re in the choir room again. (WTF??) Eyes Rutherford is sitting at a table over to the left of the risers with some other guys, and I’m trash talking about him to my friends.

Suddenly, these guys walk into the room and take away Amanda, Melanie, Chelsea, Jessica, and me. As we’re lead away, I hear the clatter of someone getting up from his or her chair too quickly and causing it to fall. The five of us are led into a room with no windows. We’re told that one of us has the power to produce a sword from our chest, (From Spiral to Shojo Kakumei Utena, WTF??) but successful drawing of the sword will kill us. This gets all of us pretty scared as they move us into a line. They start with Amanda, and it’s unsuccessful. She breathes a sigh of relief. The same happens with Melanie, then Chelsea, and then Jessica. By now, everyone is aware that I am the one that’s going to die. As they move to draw the sword, someone bursts into the room! Eyes Rutherford fights the men away from me and wraps an arm around me. I push him away, still upset at him. He apologizes for being distant, saying that it was to keep me from getting involved in all of this. We kiss, and then I wake up.

Ok, I’m lost as to what happened. Some of the details are kind of sketchy, but this was a night-long dream. I don’t get it, what’s up with my mind?

Dallas Holocaust Museum

My class took a field trip to the Dallas Holocaust Museum today. Before I say anything else, let me recount things for you. The museum operates with an audio tour, with the things set up into 9 sections.

Section 100
-Just an introduction.
Section 200
-Explaining the Third Reich.
Section 300
-April 19, 1943.
Section 400
-Talking about the uniforms in the death camp and looking at actual artifacts.
Section 500/600/700
-Talking more about the date from Section 3, specifically the Bermuda Conference, the Twentieth Train to Leave Belgium, and the Warsaw Uprising.
Section 800
-American Newspapers from Dallas and Fort Worth.
Section 900
-See my description below, I dont want to spoil it.
Theater
-Self-explanatory. We also got to talk to a Holocaust survivor in person, though beforehand we were watching a video of testimonies from survivors.

The most touching part for me was Section 900, which only had one entry in the tour. It was a single room. It had plaques with the names of Holocaust victims on the walls, and a memorial to the victims in the center. There were two Torahs in cases, along with some of the ashes found in one of the death camps. Apparently, there was another case of ashes in the headstone of the memorial. The engraving on the memorial was touching, though of course I can’t quote it. Around the memorial were small cylinders chained together with the names of some of the most deadly death camps on them, including Auschwitz and Bergen-Belsen. It’s overwhelming.

Section 200 was ok, until you saw the stone pillars. Each one’s height showed how many people had been killed in the Holocaust that year. The first pillar was 1933, the last was 1945. 1942 was the tallest, and by far the most depressing. Getting to Sections 500/600/700 was depressing when I heard about the Bermuda confrence. They could have saved the Jews, had they decided to take action… It’s depressing, really.

I suppose my cause is this. After looking at everything in that museum, and listening to a survivor’s story, I think, more strongly now than before, that the world needs to work to tolerate differences, while practicing intolerance for prejudice. So, if you’re reading this, I offer this advice to you:

Learn from the past today, so that we may all hope for tomorrow.

Also, if you live in the Dallas/Fort Worth area, I strongly urge you to go to the Dallas Holocaust Museum. It can and will give you a new perspective.

Grateful

After a three-day absence from Of Yesterday, I returned today. Now, last night I was on a forum my friend pressured me into joining and noticed all the drama on said forum. Now, in all honesty, I hate drama between real people. It’s practically necessary in roleplaying, but not between real people.
So, I came to Of Yesterday, where I admin, and felt extremely worried about drama. But then I realized something – you guys on Of Yesterday are great! You don’t fight, you don’t cause drama. Even back when we were all on Amity Park, you were still the best members an admin could hope for! I recall dignified roleplay posts. Sure, you guys had your complaints, but that’s only expected for a new forum.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m thankful for you guys and the way you act on the forums. I really am. And I know I sound like a total sap, but I’m really, really impressed. Really. So, all in all, I want you guys to stay if you enjoy the forums. And advertise to your friends! After all, it’s still a small forum, and we still need more members. Also, you guys seem to realize that admins and mods aren’t the enemies of fun. Quite the contrary, we’re the ones that want things to be as fun as possible for everyone!
Also, the OOC forums are not off limits, guys! Us admins made them for you guys to have fun in – so go and have fun! I know all of you aren’t exclusively Danny Phantom fans, right? So show us some more fun! After all, it’s no fun in the OOC forums without you guys. =/ All that aside, though, you guys are still the best members ever. I know I sound like a sap, but you are! So, thanks! You’re great, all of you.

(As a side note, to any forum owners with drama infesting their forums, my heart goes out to you.)

MIDI Making

Does anyone actually ever appreciate a well-made MIDI? I keep getting complaints from friends that MIDIs are too plain for their tastes – but MIDIs are useful. After all, they’re small and load quickly. For a singer, MIDIs are invaluable for practice at home, so they can hear the notes. Right?
Not to mention, MIDIs allow a musician to play something that they could never play in real life. Just to hear it. And the interface is generally easy to work with.
Regardless of these facts, MIDIs also sound better, in my opinion, since they are clean notes – no slurring or sliding.

The Problem Is Revealed!

Ok, I should start off by saying that to my right is an old, broken down computer that runs Windows ME. In June of last year, it started getting progressively worse as I got agressively more into using it, to the point where it would freeze up, the keyboard would cease to work, I would end up with bluye error screens, it would restart itself, or many other problems.

The problem evaded us for months. July of this year, we got a new computer. As my dad attempted to re-instal ME on the old computer and defragment it, we came across the problem very unexpectedly. Our hard drive had a problem with it. Nobody is sure what the problem is, exactly, but there is a problem. So, in order to get that computer working again, we will have to get a new hard drive. Simple, right?

Not right. We have to decide on how many GB of memory we want, keeping cost limitations in mind. Most of the hard drives I see as I look on PriceGrabber.com are over the $100 mark. This would have to be a serious investment in order to decide.

Input? Suggestions? Comments welcomed.

No Romance For Mary-Sue

I am getting so darn tired of everyone trying to interfere in affairs that don’t concern them, such as the whole DxR affair that used to be going on in my group of roleplaying friends.. If Raene and I agreed on MxR, then MxR will stay, no matter what anyone thinks. I realize that people may want their characters to be in a pairing. My soultion is as follows: GET OFF YOUR LAZY BEHIND AND MAKE A CHARACTER! I realize that not everyone can double, and there’s a solution for that, too. Find someone with a single character to pair up with. I mean, I’m not opposed to harmless fun, but when you seriously try to break characters up for your own purposes, that’s when I get angry. And involving other people’s characters in your introduction (eg. “Ember was super happy because her boyfriend, Matt Himemiya, blah blah blah.”) is bad manners, as is having your character do something major to someone else’s without the player’s permission (kissing, killing, hurting, screwing…).

One Confusing Dream

Yeah, I’m still trying to figure this dream out.

Y’see, it started with me in an adoption center reading a book. Then, in walked Tad and Dixie from All My Children. Naturally, since this was a dream, I thought nothing of it, yet remarkably knew who they were, complete with made-up stories about Tad having just gotten out of the hospital after an elongated stay due to someone messing with his treatments. Tad and Dixie adopt me, for some weird reason. (Considering JR was sitting next to me, in retrospect this was a very strange dream.) I ended up becoming “one of the family.” Apparently T&D moved out of the city. Anyways, cut to a trip to an island. I couldn’t swim in the dream. So, I freaked out, and Dixie calmed me down, and asked if I wanted to go back to the mainland.

I gladly took the offer, but said that I would go back alone so she could keep an eye on Tad. Dixie asks if I knew all the suffering he had been through. I said yes, so she ceded and agreed to let me go on my own. I did so.

Cut to me and some guy friend that in retrospect I don’t recognize. He had bluish-black hair and red-purple-blue eyes. How that works I’ll never know. Anyways, Mystery Guy and I went exploring, and ended up in a prison. This creepy corpse was behind us and grabbed me. The corpse itself was a sight to see. Sort of like a rotting Muppet. Anyways, the Muppet-Corpse grabbed me and said something I don’t recall. Then, I asked why, if I was in search of proof that evil existed, I ended up in an empty prison. The corpse replied that he was my proof of evil. I broke away from him and ran out of the room, to find myself in my school halways, only different. I was in the academic wing, on the left hallway.

Walking out of the hallway, I saw the main stairwell, which had been split into two different stairwells, one on my side, one on the other. Mystery Guy had disappeared. The corpse told me to ascend the stairwell, and I ceded to his will. I noticed T&D being ushered away from the stairs. I paused as more were ushered in that direction and called out to one of my friends that I saw, Courtney. I was at the bottom of the stairs at the time, and told her to come with me, feeling that it was for her own good. She ran up the stairs ahead of me as I paused and looked around at the many people passing me by in both directions. There were multiple people that I now recall shouldn’t have been in my school. I finally ascended the stairs, meeting up with my friend Brayden on my way up. I told him to go on ahead up the second half of both stairwells that went straight up. I walked over to the rail and looked down at the people being pushed away from the stairs. I felt a little pity for them. I recall seeing Melanie down below me.

Finally, I went up the rest of the stairs and entered one of the classrooms, where the desks had been set up in groups, three to four per group. I noticed Brayden and my crush, Garrett, sitting at one group, with two more desks open. Brayden called me to come sit with them, and I obeyed. I sat down across from Brayden. On each desk there was a wine cup filled with an orange liquid, presumably wine as I refrained from drinking it, and a plate with food on it. I don’t recall what the food was, but it was probably potatoes and steak or chicken. I recall getting the feeling that all of the upstairs classrooms had setups like this, as I had been hesitant as to which one my friends were in.

Then I woke up.

I’m confused, please feel free to comment on what this could mean. I’m one of those people that believe that dreams can have some relevance in our lives if we can decode them.

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