Braindump

[woostering]

So called because I will be saying lots of random-ass stuff.

First: Thursday was wierd as hell. Some genius wrote a threat in a guys bathroom at school, so we had to get metal-detectedand searched and stuff before going in the building. It was cold outside. So my friend, who my dad drive to school with me, and I and the two guys behind us had an intersting conversation about how causing harm to the school or the people in it doesn't require bringing a metal object into the building. We have a chem lab and a foods room. Gas, anyone? So yeah. We talked about all the ways we could carry out a threat without a gun or a bomb.
We couldn't go to the other building for band, so we sat in the foyer andsorta watched a movie. Mr. S wasn't too happy, because we've got a competition in a week. Then, in math (fourth period) it randomly got sunny. Only that period. Nobody wanted to concentrate at all.

 

The night before I'd had really good dreams, but that night I had a really freaky one. I was in the basement of my old house, except there was a bit more space. Well, it was clean. It was also fairly bright. My mom and some of her friends (all one I know fairly well) were there- apparently there was some sort of spirit down there. A malicious spirit. When asked if it was there, it dragged the chair I was sitting in to the wall, pulled me up, and held me by the neck. Granted, I may have hust gotten the blanket wrapped oddly around myself in my sleep, but... there was a presence, despite the lack of anything visibly being there. So it let me go and I told it something along the lines of it not being welcome. Everyone else did something or other and got rid of it.
Then we were upstairs in the front room. I was sitting by the door, which was open, though the screen door was closed. We were waiting for someone else to come... a banished-the-ghost party or something? Anyway, I was sitting there when suddednly I felt a presence again at the door trying to come in. I yanked the screen door closed tighter and made some wierd swatting motion at the glass. Again, there was nothing visibly there, but you could feel it wanting to come in, and it WASN'T friendly. By this point I was really freaked, moreso than when the thing had me by the neck earlier. My mom came up behind and slightly to the side and told the thing to go away, which it did after a moment. As it left I felt a wave of relief down my back. Whatever it was, it was violent. Liek I said, you couldn't see anything, but you could tell it was there, trying to get it.

Now, I woke up after that and didn't really want to go to sleep but didn't want to move either because I was still freaked. It was only by mentally bulding a shield around my bed and eventually turning on the radio that I was able to fall asleep again. I don't know what anyone thinks of guardian angels and the like, but if they are real mine, Cloud, was the one that did that. At least getting rid of that seems to have gotten rid of it for good.
The question, of course, is how much of that was merely my imagination processing information and whether any of that had a real-world influence or meaning. My mom, at the moment (and that night) is at a sort of... retreat? She's at Wintercamp, and I know she's had some interesting experiances with that before. So when she gets back I'm asking her.
 

So. It's a four day weekend and it's been much better than that. I even played some Morrowind today, which I haven't touched since school started. i even made a v-day desktop for my house computer- a screenshot is on DA. Caught up on Lost (ZOmg) and stuff.
Yup. That be all.