I had two odd dreams lately! One was featuring Foxface. I imagined her as having red hair and a fox around her shoulders, and she was this flirtatious, stuck-up journalist partner of mine. It’s kind of a long dream so I’ll shorten it. ^^” Basically there was something about there being nowhere to put our USB and me walking all over dead, squeaky seals buried under the sand. Oh yeah, we were swimming on a beach with greyish water.
And then I had a dream that Randy’s house teleported to Australia, or I teleported to where she lives. Probably the latter, beause I said to her “Is this Maryland?” and she nodded. It all made perfect sense in my dream. She had two little brothers, and we played video games and her brothers kept scratching me. Then we ate tacos with her Mum, and I played hide-and-seek with no one under my old classroom. Again, it all made perfect sense.
I’m not sure what the significance of these dreams is, but I thought they were interesting. ^^
Oh, I didn’t manage to learn that final song before 2:30, even though I played it 32 times, but they weren’t expecting me to complete any songs by the time the lesson came around. Wow. I was stressing for nothing. Well, I’m never playing that song again.
Mum wants me to create a YouTube channel and post piano vids there so she can show me off to her friends. Embarrassing! ;( I’ve only been playing for a year and I’m now in Grade 4, so I have all these scales to learn and arpeggios and whatever. And my technique is horrible, so they’ve go to fix that up for me, too. They put me in Grade 4 when I played this song:
Pretty, no? :3
Killed me to learn it, though.
What else to say… Ah! I will be writing that mystery story, I promise, but for now I want to write a short crack story until inspiration for the mystery hits me. At least, that’s what I feel like doing right now. If you have any suggestions for the mystery story, please comment! I need some inspiration. ^^
My dragons are all dead.
R.I.P. Cherie-Rouge, Sauterelles, Comme l’Amour, Diamants Dans Le Ciel, Madame Olympe Maxime and my poor unnamed egg.
*sniffs and conjures wreath*