I still have a job…

But in other news, I’ll be missing another day of work for Freshman Orientation at UC Davis. Also, I may or may not get around to actually using my Facebook. Oh yeah, a few days ago I managed to have a lucid dream. In the dream I was walking down the sidewalk when I see a bunch of people having a picnic on the lawn of this house on my block. I think to myself, “Wait a minute, those people would never do anything like that. Could this be a dream? I better get out my phone and check.” The reason behind that of course, is that if you dial a number to call someone, you would end up reaching somebody else. It’s sort of how in a dream if you turn off the light switch the lights won’t turn off. Anyways, in dream I pull out my phone, only to see that it’s not the Motorola Razor I’ve had all these years. I immediately think, “yup this is a dream” and to prove it, I consciously transform the phone into a camera and take a picture of my shoes. Only after the flash, I was barefooted. I was about to give myself shoes again when I woke up. Hahaha, kooky, no?

Timestamp – 4:52 PM

I may be in danger of losing my job

Yup. So this is what normally happens for a work day: one of managers would call me and let me know what days I would be working for the week. Since I first started working, I could expect a phone call sometime Monday or Tuesday and my manager would let me know what days I was scheduled. One week, they even called to let me know that I had the week off.

This week however, I recieved no such call. I found this weird, especially considering that I finally started getting 3 shifts a week, as opposed to the 2 I started with. Slowly, as the days passed I began to wonder what the hell was up. I mean, if I didn’t show up wouldn’t they call me to chew me out about my absence? So today being a paycheck day, I stopped by after going out to lunch with my sister Elaine and my latest brother-in-law Thien -they got married the 4th of July. I know I should have made a post for that, but I was busy and tired. Anyways, while there I went to check the schedule that they post, and lo-and-behold, I am schedule to work Monday, Thursday, and Sunday of this week. Yes, I have already missed 2 days. There’s something about how being late too many times or not calling in about absences can cause you to be fired, but I can’t rememberthe exact rules about that.

To make mattes worse, around last Sunday my cell phone deleted all my contacts, meaning I lost the number to my managers. So the thing only thing I can do now is show up to work Sunday, explain my absenses, and pray that my ass isn’t fired. <.<

Timestamp – 10:26 PM

My day today

So I started off today, not being able to sleep. Due to a lack of AC, I eventually dozed off around, 5 AM. Yeah, I’m not kidding. I woke up around 11 AM, and went out to Martin’s house. You see, today is the day Martin left for Army bootcamp. He had to leave around 5 PM, so myself and Tejinder hung out with Martin. There was much Melee playing and at one point we went out to Target so that Martin could buy things that he needed for the trip. Martin’s mom treated us to McDonalds for lunch, and it’s been so long since I’ve had it, haha. Man, it was good. I know I shouldn’t, but I’m extremely tempted to buy fast food for lunch tomorrow. <.< I had the fish fillet thingy. It’s been years since I’ve had it, haha.

So there was ice cream and hanging out at Tejinder’s house, and then I picked up a bunch of stuff from Martin’s house before coming home and melting. My house is mind-meltingly hot. Also, the heat makes tempers short, and there was much yelling between some siblings. Also, my dad made myself and my brother Doug mow the backyard. Now is that wasn’t too bad honestly, since I was getting stir crazy. Seriously, I need things to do to take my mind off of the heat, even if it is working in the heat. Afterwards, I had to go back outside and cut a weed/branch thing that I missed. I managed to bump my hand into a potted cactus plant. It wasn’t the big spines either, I hit the flower/budding part that has a bunch of tiny spines.

I tried to blow some out, but as i stood and examined my hand, my dad asks, “Is there still a lot in your hand?”

“I can’t really tell.”

“If you touch the area you’ll know instantly.” O.o is the face I made to that.

“I’m going to go inside and have Mom look at my hand.”

“Ok, well call Doug out to finish up.”

Yeah, that’s what happened so far. I really only wanted to mention the cactus part, but I’ve got to get used to blogging more.

Anyways, good luck Martin, and I hope the rest of you out there are staying cool and having fun.

Timestamp – 8:52 PM

My dreams are taking control of me.

No really. The term “lucid dreaming” basically means that you are fully aware of that you are dreaming, and that you can manipulate the dream. Now I’m nowhere near being able to have a lucid dream, nor am I trying to, but its starting to become that every time I make a decision in my dreams something bad happens. For example:

This morning, I had a dream about how I was like, staying at this fancy hotel-resort thing. It was like, a graduation party or something. I was hanging out with friends right, and we’re havign a good time, until I decide that I want to break away and explore the place. I find an arcade, and I want to play some DDR. Somebody starts to ridicule me, and when I whip around I see two people. One of them is Daniel Liberatore, or however his last name is spelled. He’s an okay guy, but I learned pretty harshly on our Government project that he’s not the most reliable. Next to him is someone I didn’t know, but in the dream I can tell he was the one dissing me. We start arguing, and the unnamed guy is really effing arrogant. The arugement breaks down, and I tear off the guy’s ear. Yeah I know, it’s weird. Trust me, it gets worse.

He laughes like a madman, and I flee knowing that he’ll call some sort authority figure on me. I spend the rest of the dream running and hiding in the unfamiliar area, completely paranoid about getting caught. Here’s the thing though, before I’m caught, I manage to will away the events that transpired, and I’m back in a room with my friends again. I’m freaked out, and I see the unknown guy in the room, talking with other people, but he has both ears and he doesn’t know who I am. I think I’m safe, but when I decide to play a video game, I’m controlling an avatar of myself in a survival horror game, very much like Resident Evil. As I play the game, I keep getting killed gruesomely and there’s like, blood in the game walls refering to the incident in the arcade. It wasn’t fun.

This morning wasn’t the only time my dreams went sour. In fact, every dream I’ve had since I got back my room has been really terrible. Not nightmares where I wake up in fear, but dreams that just f**k iwth me. I don’t know what it is. I just don’t. Once, I had a dream where I had tanbark and splinters embedded deeply into the soles of my feet. The feeling was so real, when I woke up, I was afraid to move my feet because my feet tingled the way they did in the dream. I need a normal dream please.

I could be blogging about UC Davis prep, assorted hangouts with friends, or experiences at work, but I haven’t felt like it yet. Expect another post about dreams following soon <.<

Edit: Remember when I said I applied for a position with Saizen fansubs? Well I just noticed one of the people from Saizen put a comment on that post, added on the 17th. I gotta say thanks for the clarification, and sorry for being bitter, lol.

Timestamp – 11:15 PM

Before I go to sleep…

I got my room back. My sister and my brother in law found an apartment and moved in. This night is the first time of normalcy. I wonder if I’ll dream, lol.

Timestamp – 12:23 AM