Damn It, Janet!
Please refer to the comments from the last post, before reading this one, if you're new to my blog and the title will make sense.
Speaking of dreams, the other day my mom and I were talking about Auschwitz. Between this conversation and watching too much PBS, I had a dream that I was at Auschwitz. Actually, it was more of a nightmare. I wasn't a concentration camp prisoner, but I was floating there, watching what was taking place. I heard the voices and saw the faces of the people as they were unloaded from the boxcars and some were taken to a building to be gassed. Then, I remember an SS officer telling some of the people to run. As the people would run, they would get shot in the back of the head.
Last night, I watched "Frontline:Inside the House of Saud" on PBS. Of course, I dreamt I was in Saudi Arabia.
I have had some vivid dreams of being in the Middle East and hunting down terrorists and speaking with Arab diplomats, which would probably never really happen, being that I am female. It would never happen in Saudi Arabia, anyway. I have had dreams of being kidnapped by terrorists, too.
However, I love the Middle East and I want to go back there within the next five years or so. I love the people, the culture, and the food. It is hard to get a good schwarma (which is like a cross between a gyro and a wrap only tens times better) around here. I miss the hookah lounges, too! I am getting a scanner next week, because I want to start putting my scrapbooks from my trips, online. I will let you all know when I get my photos out there.
I would like to invent the 28-hour day, because between school, work, and the band, oh yeah, and my boyfriend, it is hard to find time to do everything I want to do. I still have my website to work on. I have made some sketches of what I want to do (because yahoo's templates stink), but I am learning as I go and by talking with other folks who have designed websites.
I better get back to work.
Thank you for reading.
Speaking of dreams, the other day my mom and I were talking about Auschwitz. Between this conversation and watching too much PBS, I had a dream that I was at Auschwitz. Actually, it was more of a nightmare. I wasn't a concentration camp prisoner, but I was floating there, watching what was taking place. I heard the voices and saw the faces of the people as they were unloaded from the boxcars and some were taken to a building to be gassed. Then, I remember an SS officer telling some of the people to run. As the people would run, they would get shot in the back of the head.
Last night, I watched "Frontline:Inside the House of Saud" on PBS. Of course, I dreamt I was in Saudi Arabia.
I have had some vivid dreams of being in the Middle East and hunting down terrorists and speaking with Arab diplomats, which would probably never really happen, being that I am female. It would never happen in Saudi Arabia, anyway. I have had dreams of being kidnapped by terrorists, too.
However, I love the Middle East and I want to go back there within the next five years or so. I love the people, the culture, and the food. It is hard to get a good schwarma (which is like a cross between a gyro and a wrap only tens times better) around here. I miss the hookah lounges, too! I am getting a scanner next week, because I want to start putting my scrapbooks from my trips, online. I will let you all know when I get my photos out there.
I would like to invent the 28-hour day, because between school, work, and the band, oh yeah, and my boyfriend, it is hard to find time to do everything I want to do. I still have my website to work on. I have made some sketches of what I want to do (because yahoo's templates stink), but I am learning as I go and by talking with other folks who have designed websites.
I better get back to work.
Thank you for reading.
posted by Jeni @ 5:46 PM
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