Oh, a Dream

So it's nearing 11:30 on this fine Tuesday night. I'm on Skype talking to a few friends. The window across the room is open and my arms are freezing, for whatever reason I lack the motivation to go over there and close it. I mean it's half way closed already. Maybe if I leave it the wind can do the rest. Just watched Chaos Theory with Ryan Reynolds. It was okay. Pretty much like any comedy/drama type deal you'd see nowadays. Pretty quiet day at school, mad boring with my first two classes being garbage and I can't even look forward to my English class with my teacher sick as a dog. So i'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. Even though I have study hall first and it'll be easy to get second period's homework done.

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I'm not exactly looking forward to sleeping either. Last night I had a nightmare, and I honestly couldn't tell you what it was about in the slightest (Which is strange because I usually remember) but it sucked hardcore. The kind of morning where you wake up and your eyes feel like someone put gorilla glue on eyelids, lights are hotter than the sun, and standing is as if your a few drinks in. Not exactly looking forward to that again, but I may be surprised by a good nights sleep, which would be nice for once. Considering sleep usually doesn't happen till the early morning. I remember this one time, I had a nightmare. It was some freaky shit, like one of those things where you have to feel yourself to make sure you're all still there. I'm not a frequent nightmare kinda guy either, like I have them once and a blue moon and they're always gruesome and horrible. Anyway, it started out with me floating, and I use that term loosely. It felt like all I could do was see. I didn't have a body. I didn't have eyes. Just vision. Haha, like that even makes sense. So my "vision" starts focused on a house. Middle of a valley, dead of winter, you can hear  a piano being played from inside. Promptly, the vision goes inside the house to reveal a young woman (To who I have no idea who it is.) playing the piano. Completely normal. I see another girl up on a balcony overlooking a huge room. A bunch of paper and playing cards are spinning in an orb-like formation in the middle. The girl starts to sing. Okay, at this point my brain was telling me "Wake up Schuyler, you aren't going to like this part!" but I of course had no idea. The music quiets down and shows a little boy, dead blank stare, his eyes completely white and glazed over. Right over his shoulder behind a pillow is this fucking wraith, like I mean a witch, a tiny shrunken head and body of a girl screaming its ass off at me but I couldn't hear the scream. Almost the same instant that happened everything went completely black, it felt like my ears were ringing, it felt like my whole body was vibrating. And almost the exact same time I awoke covered in sweat and panting. Ain't that some crazy shit? I mean it ranges from me melting, to my teeth and fingers falling out/off one by one, to this kind of stuff. Nightmares are horrible things and I hate that I can remember them so vividly. I wish it wasn't so seldom that I had a great dream that I remembered to the dot. It was kind of a random thing to post about, but I felt like throwing another entry down for the 13th considering the previous one was just a music video. So at this point I think i'll retreat to my room and attempt sleep for awhile and hope I wake up with some better results. Today was far too long, and I feel like the week will be the same way. But hell, we'll see.