Hi, all none-commenters!
Today was fascinating. Did Chemistry all day. Well, from 3 till 7. The exercises were ubber boring and slightly difficult due to the fact that we haven't seen the theory yet. Some things are incomprehensible; you could just as well try and calculate how much money someone has just by knowing their age, mass and height. Once there was a question: Estimate whether you think the entropy of these reactions is negative or positive knowing that the entropy is [J/mol/K]. How will [J/mol/K] help us??? It could just as well said: ''Oh, by the way I own a house.''. It's not actually for Monday; we have to them during practicals. If I find who made these exercises, I will cram them down their throat!
Now to dreams:
1) I was in the little house where we eat cakes and drink tea after church. Some other people were there too, but I don't for the world of me know who they were. We were building a new town called: ''Liontopia''. One could observe houses being built and animals being hoisted into them. All of a sudden they hoisted a fake pig up. I said: ''If that is supposed to be a real pig, they didn't make a good job of it.'' In the next scene there were animals grazing on a field, except that they looked like the wooden ones kids play with in the dentist's or doctor's waiting room. I thought it must take the animators hours to do these scenes. We went further and there was a tiger who said: ''Why is this called Liontopia anyway? There aren't even any lions here. It should be called Animaltopia.''. I said OK. Then the town was being destroyed for some reason and we in the parish room again. I thought if we are going to live here, where will Sunday School take place? That thought was interrupted by this girl from Moser who came barging into the room, ranting on about how I had insulted her and sent her a horrible SMS. The SMS said: ''I am playing golf''. I said I didn't send that, but she screamed nonetheless. After a while she left and Nathalie wanted to see the SMS. I told her I hadn't sent it. She tried to find the message settings, but the telephone looked completely different than it usually did. I looked too, but the screen had little boxes on it with text in them. Then this black woman from ''Desperate Housewives'' asked what was going on. I replied that apparently I had insulted Ophélie (Girl from Moser). I found an insulting SMS to Vampiris, who was a vampire. Lucie and Penny came to look at the new maps of the town. Nathalie worked on them with us. Then I went into the kitchen and saw a hoard of drunk and high people surrounding the parish room. This guy came in and poked long rounded sticks into peoples' butts. The sticks contained strong sedatives. For some reason T-Bag from ''Prison Break'' was present and he wanted to go to the toilet, except that the toilet turned out to be fridge and was full of sedated people, so he went on. The boss started counting to five and sedated T-Bag (before he had chance to go to the toilet) and a henchman said: ''That wasn't very nice. He had to take a leak. How will he hold it?'' The chef retorted nonchalantly: ''I don't care.'', turned on his heel and the dream dissolved.
Next dream was life changingly scary. You’ll see!
My parents and me were in a big mansion in England that looked like Granny and Gramps house, where we lived. I went to my room to get Scottish Man. All of a sudden, he moved! An evil red gleam flashed through is eyes and his mouth contorted into an evil toothy (‘‘invented’’ antonym of toothless) grin. I screamed and threw Scottish Man on the bed, ran out and told my mother that S M had come to life. She just laughed and of course did not believe me. Next, I told my father, but he said I dreamed it or was imagining things. I walked back to my room and S M was gone from the bed; he was on the floor and walking towards me, eyes flashing, teeth bared, he staggered closer. I ran out and tried unsuccessfully to tell my parents about S M. They were starting to get angry now. My mother told me to calm down; I was making these things happen myself. So, I picked S M up, he struggled in my grip, took him into the living room and showed my parents, but S M became lifeless again. He sat there in my arms as he always had done: without moving. They screamed at me and told me to leave. As soon as I had left the room, S M came back to life again. Gradually over the next few days, my mother convinced me of the fact that my imagination was bringing S M to life. About a week later, S M stopped moving, we were on a ferry off to Somewhere. Scottish Man who was packed up in the suitcase was lifeless again. You would be right: ‘‘SM RETURNS FOR MORE TERROR!’’. He really did!!!

Who knew Scottish Man could be so scary?
The last dream was just plain weird. My mother and me boarded an airplane and sat in comfortable spacious seats, which looked more like 1st class train seats that airplane seats. The airplane took off and landed thirty minutes later somewhere, so that people could get off to use the toilet. There was also a toilet on board: it was on parallel to the seats (|<-seat – toilet door ->|). The other passengers queued up to use the toilet and I noticed that there was a glass pane in the middle of the door, like in compartment doors of trains. I pointed this out, as it seemed that the passengers hadn’t noticed. A guy exclaimed: ‘‘Oh yeah!’’ and went round the corner to find another toilet. He called to us: ‘‘There’s another one over here!’’. Everybody rushed of, so I followed them and found a room with two seats with desks. They were emergency seats, in case there weren’t enough seats for everybody. There was even a microwave in there! I called Lucie and Penny with a spoon and thought I could use the computer, which had appeared to send sound files, but I didn’t know whether one could save them up here. People filled back in from outside and I thought it’s good that they have toilets in airplanes now, that way the airplanes don’t have to keep landing (reference to a different dream). ‘‘Maybe they had to land because they had no tanks and all the stuff from the toilets went outside’’ I wondered. I went into the toilet with the glass. The glass had disappeared. That was the end.
There was a fourth minute (<- word PUN Alert, who can detect it?) dream. Lucie, Penny and me were walking through a forest and there were white shoes suspended on the branches. I asked my father why, but he was too busy telephoning to care. We followed the shoes, but ended up going round in circles. The End. That was fascinating once again. Now, I shall leave you with these pictures:

S M in X-Ray.


Scottish Man- A scary beast from the underworld?


Or an angel at the end of the tunnel?