Shopping Yawns

There is one thing I hate about going shopping....
And that is when....I go shopping. :P lol.
I find it annoying because if I'm not actively trying to search for something.
And I'm just there...looking, browsing with no particular item in mind.
...I find it rather....dulling. Mind fatiguing. Boring.....
So I end up feeling rather tired.
Sleepy.
And so....I yawn.
And I can't stop yawning.
Until either I get home, or I find something that makes me forget about being sleepy. :)
And then I'm good again. ^^;; lol.
But yah...I don't like shopping, because I don't like yawning.
Because then I feel sleepy and sluggish. :)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

I was racing up the steps.
And there were a bunch of children playing around on them.
There was this little girl. no older then two.
She had blonde hair pulled back in a half ponytail.
She went under one of the steps and was hanging from the edge.
As I ran up.
She dropped.
And fell to the ground below.
I had the thought that I should race down the stairs and save her.
But I knew that I couldn't get there in time.
So I watched her fall and land on the concrete below.
Everybody was rushing up to her.
But i was already there.
Picking her up.
She seemed to be fine.
But we were going to check out her head to make sure she didn't have a concussion or something.
I picked her up and held her against my hip.
And I was going up the stairs to get her checked out.

When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away...
and I became myself again.

Extra Info.
I think this dream about....because I was at the park the other day.
And while I was swinging on the swings.
I looked over to see a blonde girl.
Just lying there on the woodchips, eyes closed.
It almost looked like she'd fallen off the swing and was just lying there.
I couldnt' tell she was breathing.
But she was, because she moved.
Apparently she was just lying there enjoying the sunshine.
but because I saw her, and a bunch of other kids of young ages around the park...
That's why I think I had this dream.

And that,
Is why the fox never came home. :)

-S.N.D

A Moment off the Gas

I think we all enjoy the feeling.
Of driving at high speed down the interstate.
(whether that's at the limit or above it..)
Having places zip by as you go to your destination.
Its almost relaxing and definitely is fun. :)

Still there always seems to be those few cars
that want to drive faster then you're going.
Or fight their way up the road, to try and pass you.

And I find at those times....
That I really don't like trying to 'fight' them for the lead.
So I take my foot off the gas for a second before putting it back into place.
That way my car looses momentum for a moment.
And allows the other car to be able to move past me.

I also do it, because I really don't like driving side by side with other vehicles along the road.
So I'm perfectly willing and easy going enough to just let the other cars get slightly ahead of me.
(Unless they end up going slow...then I just pass them ;) lol)

Still I find it fascinating.
That letting my foot off the gas for just a moment.
Will let the other car get ahead of me.

And I wonder if it applies to other factors of my life.
If I'm cruising along....and let go, or loose my focus for a minute.
Then it seems like....someone else gets ahead of me...
And I can't catch up.
Most of the time I don't let it get to me.
I am pretty easy going.
But sometimes i do wonder..though.
How much should I actually fight to stay ahead?

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream


We were at my grandma's house.
My sister and I.
We were outside on the side of the house.
(she lives on a corner lot. So it wasn't the front or back yard it was the side yard.)
The sun was angled towards the Western horizon.
Kim and I were in the middle of some activity.
When I realized that there was a giant spider web hanging from nothing in particular in the middle of the yard.
With a pretty big spider visible. (it was darkly colored)
I turned away from that spider....and was confronted with another spider web with a much bigger spider across the way.
It seemed like a competition.
And I was stuck in the middle. A spectator. Along with my sister.
And we watched as the webs caught (or suddenly had) bigger and bigger creatures get caught in their webs and spun up.
There was a black bear that somehow got caught in the web of the bigger spider higher above us.
It ended up escaping though and fell to the ground.
We were routing for....a particular spider...
When all of a sudden something happened. (I don't really remember)
A bird of some sort came out of nowhere and began attacking a ball of the web with creatures inside of it.
Suddenly the spider of that web became another bird. A darker one, while the one attacking was white.
My sister and I had been supporting the darker bird and we were fearful that the goose type bird would kill it.
So we interfered.
And suddenly they were two people with wings fighting.
(Brothers)
And as we split it up....I also ended up having to save my sister from being took by the white winged human.
But I ended up being taken instead.
I was pulled into his grip and his wings enclosed around us and we traveled to...a different place.
(It was actually the kitchen of my Grandma's house, but it felt like a totally different place)
And I was a prisoner of the whitewinged man.
He wasn't much of a cook.
We sat at the table and on my plate was three or four Ritz crackers liberally sprinkled with Season Salt.
The whitewinged man seemed content to just eat that.
But I wasn't going to have any of that.
So I climbed over the seats to get to the kitchen
I wasn't too worried because I knew that my cousin Ben from Florida was watching the house.
For my grandparents while they were away on some trip.
And as I was trying to decide what I wanted to make for my dinner.
(My options looked to be different types of noodles of all shapes and sizes)
Ben walked in....since he was house sitting. He'd been watching TV most of the afternoon.
And I thought that was pretty normal.
Until my grandma walked in the door....complaining about some appointment she'd been at.
And my confusion grew. If she was on vacation...why was my grandma now here?

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
And I became myself again.

Extra Info.
The spiders in my dream are from me talking with another about spiders yesterday.
The bear falling was a reference to...an AFV show I saw where a blackbear climbed into a huge birdhouse to get the food.
The winged humans are from me talking and thinking about them for the past week. :)

And that
Is why the fox never came home. :)

-S.N.D

Sleepless Excitment

There have been days...well I should say nights.
Where my body rests, but my mind gets super active.
I have mentioned before that my mind seems to focus on something random whenever I end up having a midnight headache that wakes me up. (It has been focusing on Anatomy, lately)
But there are other time when my sleep is less then restful.


And its when I'm super excited about something.
Usually it deals with a story, either my own, or a book I'm currently reading.
But something from this plot line snags my attention.
And it sends a thrill of excitement through my body.
So I run with this idea.
No matter how I try to put it to sleep as well.
(I don't try that hard)
The idea will keep me awake, well, wakeful.
So that I only manage to doze for an hour or two before waking up again in the middle of the night.
You could compare it to Christmas Eve.
How the excitement of knowing that Santa Claus is coming
And soon there will be a bunch of presents to open.
The anticipation keeps you from getting too much sleep lol.
After all you don't want to miss it.

A similar thing happens to me when there is a book/story that's really intense.
The anticipation of getting to find out what happens next.
Means I usually spend a sleepless night trying to figure out what could happen next.
Even if I do go to bed intending to get some sleep lol. :)
I just end up tossing and turning.
Oh well. :) Its the anticipation that's the best part of doing something. ^^
It makes the activity that more memorable to you :)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

It was one of those dreams where it felt familiar so I'm pretty sure I've had it before or something similar to it.

There was a....logging competition.
Where my sister and I
Were competing against a bunch of other people
in our down stairs basement.
We had weapons, bows/arrows, knives, axes etc.
It was a primitive group.
And the competition almost seemed like one of survival.
Almost.
Anyway. My sister and I ended up in our brother's room for the competition.
First we had to find a log to chop.
We found it on the top shelf of my brother's closet.
Then we needed an Ax.
I hadn't known that we needed an ax.
But, the referee for the match told me I needed one.
So I grabbed a ceremonial ax given to me by family.
The referee scoffed at my ax.
But hey, it was the best I had.
The whistle was heard.
And I chopped with all my strength.
And the blade actually bit through the wood.
Sooo we managed to cut it in half.
-The rest of the competition was taking place in the other room.
My sister and I were isolated in my brother's room.
(we chopped the wood tent pole in half on my brother's bed.)
So when we chopped through we had to run into the other room to say that we got through.
A cheer had already gone up saying that another team had beaten us.
But we got second place I'm pretty sure.
But i didn't get a chance to see any of the competition in the other room.
Because as I rushed out to signal the referee that we were done.
He nodded to me acknowledging that he knew we had finished.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
and I became myself again.

-S.N.D

The Grade

For the past four months.
I've given hours upon hours of my evenings away
Doing Anatomy homework.
Studying Anatomy for quizzes and tests.
And basically doing a hundred other anatomy related topics.
Giving alot of my brainpower to all those terms.





But now.
Its over.
The grade is set.

And I passed!
With a
B!
I passed!
That's all that matters to me. :)

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Drop-Off

Where does your current path lead?
Where will it end?
Will you be happy to get there when you arrive?
Choose wisely the path you follow.
The friends who guide you.
And the voices you listen to.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

It was only going to last for a little while the father told the son.
he was going to go live with a lady...perhaps known as an Aunt
On the other side of the pass.
The lad was about 10 years of age.
He has an older sister or two.
And a couple of younger siblings.
With a baby on the way or recently born.
However the mother is sick...
so with added strain to the house.
The parents decide to send the son away.
Because for some reason the son was more expensive...
But there seemed to be some....darker reasoning behind this decision.
The father took the boy to a man...shadowy...kinda like a drug addicted hobo.
To take him to the aunt on the other side of the pass.
Only it seemed like...the boy never made it there.
He got "lost" somewhere along the way.
Yet not lost.
Because for a little while the boy received letters and such from home.
As he was in a dark house...cold, hungry, not good clothing....
But he got news from home, especially from a little sister of his...that was his favorite sister.
She would be creative with his letters. Drawing comics that depicted what was happening at home.
(That's how he knew his mother was sick, and that he had a new sibling)
And written on differently shaped/folded paper -like hearts.
The boy was able to write back, but he had to lie about his condition wherever he was.
But...as time passed....writing letters decreased....until the boy had heard of no news...
And years passed.
And suddenly the boy was an 'old man'
He was tall and gangily. living off of the streets. With a beard and homeless type clothing.
-You wouldn't know he was tall because he walked over in a hunch.
And because he walked hunched over...he appeared much older then he was.
(Or my brain dislikes dreaming about old people so I consciously made a way to have him be younger)
Anyway...an event happens.
Where the boy -I'll call him Troy.
Encounters a girl. and helps her.
In return...she helps him.
She finds him in a group of other hobos huddled together under a clear plastic tarp
and brings him to a department store.
(The setting reminded me of a bit of a mining town, just on the edge of the industrial age)
That wasn't doing so good.
The owner was outside trying to sell popcorn to passerbys.
So Troy's job was to basically act like a fool....
and convince people to buy the popcorn.
Well...he was apparently a success.
Because he would go to other stores and help drum up business there as well.
Eventually the girl who took him in...
convinced her parents to let him stay with them in their house.
Though they had to clean him up.
Shave the beard, give him a bath.
'Straighten' him out.
(lay him on a board and make him basically uncurve his back)
Which is how I found out he was pretty tall and gangily.
Anyway Troy and the girl....end up liking each other....
And she finds out his past story...and that he's the 'same caste' as her.
(Like Nobles methinks)
And He also finds out that the 'favorite' sister has been looking for him all these years.
(The mother dies...and I think the father ends up dying as well, which is why communication stopped)
Troy was about to go and meet/see his sister for the first time in a decade....

When the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away....
And I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Brother Bear

There are times I can get somewhat obsessive over movies.
Mostly because there is just one particular scene, perhaps two
That I love to watch over and over again.
So therefore I watch the whole movie over and over again.
Until I can quote bits and pieces of it...or the whole movie.
A couple of recent examples of me being obsessive would be Meet the Robinson's and Megamind.
But there when i was younger there were movies like
Shrek.....and Brother Bear.
Now Brother Bear was my favorite movie for quite a while.
(Megamind is now my top favorite :) )
And my reason for it being my favorite?
Well...the transformation scene.
Where the main character Kenai gets turned into a bear.
lol Shivers just run down my spine as I remember it.
Because it was sooo cool looking and sooo well done!
It just sparked my creative imagination.
And still does whenever I watch the movie
(Which I'm doing as I write this lol)


But its not just the transformation scene that I like about this movie.
I also like the overall....meaning of it. The Moral.
Where basically....treat everybody like family.
And treat your family good.
Because you never know when you're going to loose a family member
Or gain people to your group that you consider to be family.


Sooo yah...
If you haven't seen it yet. :) I highly recommend watching Brother Bear ^^
Its an awesome movie with a good story line, and funny parts. :)


Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!


-Sarnic Dirchi


The Dream


I was at one of those campsites...parks....day camp things.
Where they had this huge indoor food cooking place.
It was as big as a gym and had long lines of tables for food or activities.
But there wasn't any food....and the activity wasn't really fun.
They had all these types of bungee cords...ropes...that were very elastically.
And basically. I and a bunch of others were being chased.
We were basically playing keep away by using the bungee cords to hop from one table to the next or to get out of the reach of the people trying to get us.
Well...I never was got.
They couldn't reach me.
But suddenly the game changed..parents came into the equation.
And they just thought that I was being difficult. That I was showing off and trying to get attention.
They didn't believe I was in any trouble because the guys trying to get me had blended into the crowd.
So I left the table and went outside into the hallway, where they were storing the bikes in search of mine and my helmet basically.


******
Then the dream changed to a dejavu dream I've had two or three times before.
Basically its an evolution of chasing dream.
Where I'm in my parents home or around it. Being chased by many different creatures.
First it usually starts out with dinosaurs of different shapes and sizes.
But as time goes on
The creatures 'evolve'
To where huge insects are after me.
And new this time.
Where mammals were attacking me.
Specific among them were squirrel like creatures.
But basically it was a chasing dream.
Where i"d get cornered in vehicles or trailers, lock myself in basically.
and just wait.
because I know that the 'chase' will end soon.
They can't keep it up for forever,
There is a time limit.
Needless to say its not fun.
My family also participated in this chase with me.
Sometimes they were on my side
Sometimes they weren't.

Then the unholy tones of daylight pulled me away
And I became myself again.

-S.N.D

Delayed-Reaction

Hey Guys...
I have a headache tonight...
So I hope you have had a happy May 1st.
:) Otherwise..
I can't concentrate tonight.
I'll post later

*Written May 3rd*
I just have to love how plans can go astray...or be triggered a head of time.
Today has been a rather...interesting day.  Where I woke up with a set plan of what i needed to get done.
And...I must have been thinking on the same brain wave of others.
Because as I'm getting ready to put my plan into action...you know...in a couple of hours....
Somebody else trips the wire and sets the plan into motion first.
lol. Perhaps I need to get 'cracking' earlier.
And not just wait around for somebody else to 'remind me' or 'tell me' something I already knew...
So Note to self: Act sooner.
Or else opportunities will pass me by faster then I wanted them to.
Which would leave me....a bit disconnected and frustrated.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

(I had a dream....but I've forgotten it. :( sorry. )