I'm in one of those moods again. I'm sure you know the one... where I can't shut up about how much I love life, and all the people in my life? Yep, that's it.
Dria called me tonight, and we talked for a couple hours. I don't know how anyone could not love her, she's brilliant and hilarious and amazing. : )
She told me about a dream that she had where Chase stabbed her in a sword fight with her grandparents against the color guard, and we abducted her and we were all acting like color guard had all had 2 Monsters each (color guard normally*2 monsters= uh oh!).
We all got back to the high school, and Mr. Simpson says, "Mission accomplished."
Eva bows. "Yes, Master."
What's going on here? Mr. Simpson explains. "This is not a band or a color guard. This is a ninja training station." Apparently color guard is the highest ninja you can be. In the words of Andrew, "Can I get a 'woot woot!'?" You know color guard is just that awesome. ; )
So Dria gets all her training completed (this is one of those dreams that feels like it lasts years), and... "You're ready to go on your first mission." And color guard is just hopping up and down, even more excited, because guess what? It's a group mission!
We find out we're going against Dria's grandparents. We get into her house, and booby traps, piranhas! But we get past them... and Dria's grandparents release the teacup chihuahuas! (Dria, "And it was like a herd of chihuahuas chasing after us...")
"Not the teacup chihuahuas!"
"That's the worst way to die."
"(Chase) She doesn't like to talk about it, but... we lost a good guard member to them, four years ago."
And there's this guy who apparently Eva is in love with, and it's a trap, and yea, we're all ninjas still! If you ever run into Dria, ask her to tell you a dream. : )
Apparently Dria dies a lot in her dreams. When she was stabbed by Chase, she says it felt real, and she woke up with a red mark where she was stabbed. Perhaps the work of her friendly bedroom poltergeist? (Creepy stuff, that is. I will never sleep in her room. Heck, her house.) She recently dreamed she was run over by a semi-truck... she's died by squirrels. o.O
"How do you die by angry squirrels??"
"Well, I don't know. They were chasing after me because they thought I had stolen their acorns, but I told them that it was someone else, and I could see the person who really stole their acorns, but they didn't believe me and they started eating me." Now you know. Don't mess with the squirrels.
It's only happened to me that it felt real twice. The first time was when I was in first or second grade, and in my dream I went on a camping trip with Olivia and Ryan (Kim), and the first night Olivia was kidnapped, and she turned into a giant spider, and then she came back the next night and kidnapped Ryan, and the next night all of these spiders started crawling all over me in my sleeping bag... and I woke up all tingly like spiders were all over me. The only other time was where in a dream I was bitten by a rattlesnake...
Anyway, we've gone totally off-topic. : ) But tonight, it feels like that's alright. Because here, it's always alright.
I don't know how many times I'll have to say it before people start saying, "Alright! We get it!", but I love color guard so much. Sooo much. And band, I love them too. And my friends (who, let's face it, are all my nerds or my guard and band "pancake friends" -- "Yeah, we're all hanging out with the pancakes. We're gonna meet up with french toast a little later..."). And my family. And my cats. And my sister's friends (mostly). And all those little people who make me smile every day - like those people at the Days of '47 parade holding signs saying "You are BEAUTIFUL!" and "You're doing great!" (couldn't we all use some more positive people?). : )
And I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with all of this last bit, but... if I could run a pirate ship, I'd have to make half my crew walk the plank, so that we wouldn't sink. But the sea would be risen five feet with all of the tears that I shed for each person walking. (Which is one of the weirdest things I've ever said. But there it is anyway.)
HOLY CRAP, THAT MEANS HALF OF US WOULD BE PIRATE-NINJAS! WIN!
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