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| On Friday last week, I went to see the DaVinci Code with my friend Amanda. I was amazed. The movie was very well done and I feel that the theory it presented could have possible not been that far from the truth.
The theory was that the Holy Grail was in fact carried by Mary Magdalen as Jesus' beloved wife. Which also led to the fact that Jesus' was a mortal man, not a heavenly being. Which I felt made more sense, considering we are all supposedly made in God's form, which is that of a human. It shows how great we could be as mortals rather than something else.
There were a lot of huge twists throughout the movie, at one point something seems so unimportant as if to be a waste of time,but then we find out that it is the source of all answers and of course probably more questions. The movie is definitely worth watching and I intend to buy it when it comes out on DVD. After watching the movie, I had a whole new perspective, and I liked it, I'm thinking of reading the DaVinci Code now, you know what they say, the book is always better than the movie! - Mood:contemplative
 - Music:the comforting quiet of the library
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| Everyone dreams, but very few remember what they saw or heard, tasted or smelled. Some dreams are messages sent to us from those who care for us or believe in us, as we believe in them. Some people have dreams that are considered premonitions, and lead to an experience a feeling called deja vu. While others travel through the astral plane and meet friends, mentors, or other beings there. Either way, dreams are an innate part of our lives whether we are sleeping or awake.
I believe that some people also have gifts for dreamweaving, someone I know remembers every dream she has and every dream means something. They always involve her friends or herself and seem to send messages through the images seen in her dreams. Another friend of mine is suffering from conflicting emotions between herself and two people who are far away, she has known one since she was 14 and seemed to have formed a deep bond with him. She has recently found him after losing him for 5 years, she searched for him and never gave up. While the other person seems to care for her as well and contacts her as often as possible, he is shy, but seems to feel deeply for her. A dream has been reoccuring for her involving them knowing each other and her knowing both of them, and the radio is being none to subtle.
I have had a few dreams in my life time that I remember and several that I have not. One dream reoccured when I was little, everytime I was sick, I would have that dream. I used to remember all of it like I was living it, but now, I barely remember it, but maybe I remember the fragments I do for a reason...there is a round room with a checkered floor and a spiral pattern with doors on all sides. Soldiers come out of every door dressed the same way, and I am standing in the center of the floor, they are coming at me. There is also an elevator in which my parents are in and come out into a beautiful field that I am standing in and for some reason they turn to stone and I can't help them.
Another dream I experienced involved a wolf and a yard full of snakes, two little boys, my neighborhood in Manomet, MA, and myself. It seems in the dream that I am torn between the wolf and the snakes. I am walking through the yard of snakes, and they are congregating around my feet as I walk by them but they do not bite me. I reach two little boys and they are picking up each snake and letting it bite them and putting the snake back down again, but they show no emotion, no pain. I try to stop them but it is as if they cannot hear me or even see me. I get out of the yard and attempt to go inside my house across the street, but a big, shaggy wolf shows up out of nowhere and grabs my ankle with it's teeth. It attempts to drag me somewhere but I escape it and go in to the house, then the wolf disappears, thinking it is safe, I go out of my house, but the wolf reappears and attempts to drag me somewhere again, unfortunately I never discovered where that was...
Dreamweavers
We sleep in the harbor of our dreams at night, We are haunted and confused by them during the day.
We remember some of our dreams, Others elude us like a mystery.
We rarely understand them, When we do, we rarely act on them.
Some involve those we love, While others may involve complete strangers, But somehow we feel we've met them all before.
We sometimes are someone else entirely, What we don't realize, is that it is simply another part of ourselves.
We all are dreamweavers, subconciously or not, We all dream, we all live, and we all exist.
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| You are a virtual rollercoaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride. Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing. When you get in a dark mood, watch out--it's very hard to get you out of it. It's sometimes hard for you to cheer up, and your gloom can be contagious.
Your strength: Your warm heart
Your weakness: Trouble controlling your emotions
Your power color: Black
Your power symbol: Musical note
Your power month: February
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| I went South Portland last night with my friend fallon. I went with her for moral support, and sort of as a protector, I guess. I always find myself in that role: fighter and protector, but that's the way I like it, it's the warrior's way. I could've been somewhere more precious to me, but who am I to argue with fate or my lady for that matter? I was meant to be with fallon last night. We met Brian and Kelly, fallon warned me that kelly was a drama queen, and it seemed later on that she lies a lot as well, but fallon and brian hit it off. I was happy for fallon, I'm glad she found brian. Fallon and I didn't get back home till 5 am and I was in bed by 5:30 am.
I get to visit my bf in Malden for a week and then we're both going to Waterville, ME. It's going to be great. I am so blessed to have my boyfriend so close, I get to see him everyday. I know of others who deeply love one another but they are spanned across long distances, but they do their best to keep in contact. I also look at a lot of the relationships around me in school and again i feel blessed. Some of the relationships are happy, while others seem shallow, and some people are even single. I am so glad to have bobby in my life.
I believe in soul mates and I know everyone will find one another one day as long as they don't give up hope. Goddess bless all those who love, have faith, and believe. Bless all those who are searching as well, may you find the one thing in life you believe in above anything else--everything else will resolve itself. - Mood:calm

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| When you're hit with so much bad news all at once, it's hard to take and sometimes we break down. But in the end we all must persevere or we'll never get through it.
I was hit with bad news twice today, and I was wondering what would happen next. Things like that usually happen in threes, right? I got news that my b/f would be moving in to the apartments on Monday. The rooms are nice, but no one can have visitors, and you must be really quiet after a certain hour. You have to buy your own food and there is no lounge to play pool or ping pong, and there are no computers unless you bring your own. In my opinion, the apartments aren't all they're cracked up to be but my b/f has been dying to live there since August. The dorm director screwed him over a couple times, the director told him he would be moving to Windshire, and the director planned a meeting with the landlady and everything. Then he turned around and said that no one was moving to Windshire because he was condensing it and getting rid of it completely. The dashed my b/f's hopes and he settled for moving in to one of our good friend's room at the dorms. Now all of a sudden, out of the blue, the dorm director told Bobby he could move into Windshire on Monday.
Next thing that happened to me was that I was told that I can't move into my friend's dorm room for several weeks. Even though the director said that he was calling the tile people this week to tile the room, I don't want three new roommates in my four person room. I'd rather be in a two person room with one of my best friends, that plan is seeming farther and farther away now.
I was so pissed off today, and I've been brooding and bordering depressed all day, because of this wonderful news. I was raging, I even scared a few people, I still haven't fully calmed down, and I probably won't. I am so sick of the dorm director's shit. He throws his weight around, changes his mind constantly, and abuses his power and position. On top of that he is incompetent and hypocritical. What bothers me the most is that no one is doing anything about him or even attempting to stop him.
Today his actions just got to me and I exploded. A small part of my anger was also the fact that I may not see my b/f everyday, I'd probably only see him rarely, and it bothers me because I love him so much and I'm used to seeing him everyday. It's going to be difficult to deal with this but I'll get over it eventually, I hope. Right now I guess I just have to persevere, as do we all. - Mood:listless

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| Everyone is always haunted by their past, whether it's filled with dark secrets,or fond memories. It's just one of those things you can't run away from, you either have to fight it, or accept it. Either way, it's always there; I know I'm haunted by my past every so often, it just sneaks up on you and weaves itself to the forefront of your mind.
I moved to Manomet, MA 11 years ago and from age 7 to 13 I was made fun of and ridiculed every day of those 6 years. I was verbally attacked by everyone, even some of the teachers. Every day on the bus ride home, something would be thrown at me, whether it be a pencil, eraser, or some type of liquid, sometimes even spit balls.
In the winter time, the kids would make as many ice balls as possible and throw them at me from the time I arrived at the bus stop to the time the bus came to pick us up. Every time they did that, I'd always end up with a fresh bruise somewhere on my body because the ice balls hit me so hard.
After awhile I started sinking to their level, at least verbally, it didn't help, it just made me feel worse. My parents told me to ignore the kids and eventually I did, but I think in the end, the kids simply grew out of it.
I finally faced this ghost of my past the summer after I turned 13. I discovered a path that I intended to follow to it's terminus and it changed me. I don't think any of my friends would recognize me as the sad, lonely, miserable little girl I was back then.
I guess none of us really forget our experiences from our past, instead they help to make us who we are today. I know that my experience humbled me, and I have never made fun of anyone or made anyone feel so miserable,because I've been there and it could drive someone into depression or worse.
That's it for now, thank you all for listening. - Mood:grateful

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