some of this is strangely accurate, even though i seriously do NOT beleive in things like this whatsoeverrrr, i thought it might be an interesting thing to blog, because it has been quite a while! the better you know me, the more of this you will see as accurate! i'll explain more later! :)
You entered: nicollette jean marie harrison
There are 27 letters in your name.
Those 27 letters total to 131
There are 12 vowels and 15 consonants in your name.
Your number is: 5
The characteristics of #5 are: Expansiveness, visionary, adventure, the constructive use of freedom.
The expression or destiny for #5:
The number 5 Expression endows with the wonderful characteristic of multi-talents and versatility. You can do so many things well. The tone of the number 5 is constructive freedom, and in your drive to attain this freedom, you will likely be the master of adaptability and change. You are good at presenting ideas and knowing how to approach people to get what you want. Naturally, this gives you an edge in any sort of selling game and spells easy success when it comes to working with people in most jobs. Your popularity may lead you toward some form of entertainment or amusement. Whatever you do, you are clever, analytical, and a very quick thinker.
If there is too much of the 5 energy in your makeup, you may express some the negative attitudes of the number. Your restless and impatient attitude may keep you from staying with any project for too long. Sometimes you can be rather erratic and scatter yourself and your energies. You have a hard time keeping regular office hours and maintaining any sort of a routine. You tend to react strongly if you sense that your freedom of speech or action is being impaired or restricted in any way. As clever as you are, you may have a tendency to make the same mistakes over and over again because much of your response is glib reaction rather that thoughtful application. You are in a continuous state of flux brought by constantly changing interests.
Your Soul Urge number is: 8
A Soul Urge number of 8 means:
With an 8 soul urge, you have a natural flair for big business and the challenges imposed by the commercial world. Power, status and success are very important to you. You have strong urges to supervise, organize and lead. Material desires are also very pronounced. You have good executive abilities, and with these, confidence, energy and ambition.
Your mind is analytical and judgment sound; you're a good judge of material values and also human character. Self-controlled, you rarely let emotions cloud judgment. You are somewhat of an organizer at heart, and you like to keep those beneath you organized and on a proper track. This is a personality that wants to lead, not follow. You want to be known for your planning ability and solid judgment.
The negative aspects of the 8 soul urge are the often dominating and exacting attitude. You may have a tendency to be very rigid, sometimes stubborn.
Your Inner Dream number is: 6
An Inner Dream number of 6 means:
You dream of guiding and fostering the perfect family in the perfect home. You crave the devotion from offspring and a loving spouse. You picture yourself in the center of a successful domestic unit.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
yeah, we change our minds.
In this dream, i was sort of the girl in the beginning, but then just observing for most of the rest of the dream..
I was a little black girl, and i was walking my little black terrier puppy, (it had a red collar and leash) to school from my house, which was sort of a trailer and was furnished in the fashion of a crotchety old woman. it was sunny out. suddenly, my dad was there (not my real dad, my dream dad, he's black too, and his clothes are old and shabby) and from this point on, i am separate from the little black girl, i'm watching now.
anyways, her dad is walking her to school with the dog, and on the way, in a place reminiscent of riverside park, there is a stand where a man is selling hot dogs and sno cones. the dad who momentarily is very old, and suddenly caucasian, says "watch this" to the daughter, and pretends to fall.. the man running the stand gives a free sno cone to the dad, who is once again black, and his regular age. he immediately gives it to his daughter, who laughs, and accepts it.
something happens, but i can't quite remember what, but the little girl files a court case against her dad, and chooses to keep living with her mom, who is very pretty, (yet always stressed when i see her) with sleek black hair. they are in the park with her mom and step dad, and the daughter is telling her dad that it is for the best, and it what she has decided. (her dad is homeless) but he is devastated and anguished, he falls to his knees. its still sunny.
the girl and her step dad are in the park one day when they meet her real father, and they end up talking by the hedge gate to the park with her step dad, who she calls dad. it seems like the court may have ruled her dad unstable or maybe mentally incomeptent (thought he is most defintiely not), and so her step dad is sort of only there for supervision. nearing the end of the conversation, the daughter's real dad seems to accept the idea that his daughter living with her mom and step dad is a good thing. in fact, the two dads actually seem to bond and become friends, her real dad says to her step dad, that he had never realized that anyone could love their adoptive daughter that much and as much as he could.
after that, there are flashes of many days of both of her families spending time together at the park, listening to music and playing with the dog. the daughter gave her dad her terrier, which is now adult.
everyone is happy, and everyone is much much older.
one day, her dad is in the park by himself with the dog, his hair and stubble is grey. he sees her skipping along the hill, but she is in a bubble, and there are others in front and behind her, running and leaping unnaturally high in their bubbles, all following an instructor. it is choir practice. her dad tries to stop her and talk to her, it seems important, but she brushes him off and catches up with her class, leaving him alone in the fading light.
suddenly, you can see him lying down on his side under some trees, his back to you, and the ground is covered in pine needles. he's dead. and all of a sudden, the girl, and her mom and step dad, though separately all realize at once that they had made a huge mistake, that they could have had a hand in his survival - given him a place to sleep at night, a full meal or two, not only valued his friendship and his presence and his pride, but also his health and his age and his well being. they only ever valued his presence in their lives, they took for granted how hard he fought to survive every day, they never gave a second thought to his own life. they all cry and shout, and then the dream is over. a song was playing the other time, but all i remember of the words is: ♪ oh, we change out minds. yeah we change our minds ♪
I was a little black girl, and i was walking my little black terrier puppy, (it had a red collar and leash) to school from my house, which was sort of a trailer and was furnished in the fashion of a crotchety old woman. it was sunny out. suddenly, my dad was there (not my real dad, my dream dad, he's black too, and his clothes are old and shabby) and from this point on, i am separate from the little black girl, i'm watching now.
anyways, her dad is walking her to school with the dog, and on the way, in a place reminiscent of riverside park, there is a stand where a man is selling hot dogs and sno cones. the dad who momentarily is very old, and suddenly caucasian, says "watch this" to the daughter, and pretends to fall.. the man running the stand gives a free sno cone to the dad, who is once again black, and his regular age. he immediately gives it to his daughter, who laughs, and accepts it.
something happens, but i can't quite remember what, but the little girl files a court case against her dad, and chooses to keep living with her mom, who is very pretty, (yet always stressed when i see her) with sleek black hair. they are in the park with her mom and step dad, and the daughter is telling her dad that it is for the best, and it what she has decided. (her dad is homeless) but he is devastated and anguished, he falls to his knees. its still sunny.
the girl and her step dad are in the park one day when they meet her real father, and they end up talking by the hedge gate to the park with her step dad, who she calls dad. it seems like the court may have ruled her dad unstable or maybe mentally incomeptent (thought he is most defintiely not), and so her step dad is sort of only there for supervision. nearing the end of the conversation, the daughter's real dad seems to accept the idea that his daughter living with her mom and step dad is a good thing. in fact, the two dads actually seem to bond and become friends, her real dad says to her step dad, that he had never realized that anyone could love their adoptive daughter that much and as much as he could.
after that, there are flashes of many days of both of her families spending time together at the park, listening to music and playing with the dog. the daughter gave her dad her terrier, which is now adult.
everyone is happy, and everyone is much much older.
one day, her dad is in the park by himself with the dog, his hair and stubble is grey. he sees her skipping along the hill, but she is in a bubble, and there are others in front and behind her, running and leaping unnaturally high in their bubbles, all following an instructor. it is choir practice. her dad tries to stop her and talk to her, it seems important, but she brushes him off and catches up with her class, leaving him alone in the fading light.
suddenly, you can see him lying down on his side under some trees, his back to you, and the ground is covered in pine needles. he's dead. and all of a sudden, the girl, and her mom and step dad, though separately all realize at once that they had made a huge mistake, that they could have had a hand in his survival - given him a place to sleep at night, a full meal or two, not only valued his friendship and his presence and his pride, but also his health and his age and his well being. they only ever valued his presence in their lives, they took for granted how hard he fought to survive every day, they never gave a second thought to his own life. they all cry and shout, and then the dream is over. a song was playing the other time, but all i remember of the words is: ♪ oh, we change out minds. yeah we change our minds ♪
Monday, May 3, 2010
the only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain.
new dream! long one too, prepare yourselves...
it started out with me and amanda in my grandparents house, it was summer, and we were in the living room. i was sitting on the couch, and i looked outside the huge glass window, and saw a flash of white, which turned out to be a polar bear up on the hill, in the foreset (my granparents yard is backed into a huge mountain, there's no one else above them, just wilderness, its a little bit eerie actually) anyhoo, beside the polar bear, i was v from v for vendetta, and he was looking at me, we made a creepy sort of eye contact, even thought he was so far away. it was kind of ominous, like i knew he was coming for me, and then the next thing i knew, he was at the door. i tried to get amanda to answer it, but she wouldnt, and made an excuse about going to the bathroom, then went down to the hall. V knocked his mask up against the glass of the sliding doors, and i ran to the living room, and then there was a guy there, who was sort of like a cross between grant and tyson?! haha. anyways, we hid under the blanket on my grandparents couch, until i sort of felt v enter the room, and then we peeked out.
he basically ordered us to do what he said, and then we went to my granparents spare room downstairs where the sauna is. v wanted us to like secure the sauna room, and like protect something in the sauna. what he didnt know though, was that we had control over the room, all we had to do was tell the room what we wanted it to do, and it would do it. (sort of like the room of requirement in harry potter hahah) so we told it to not let anyone in, except for us, and anyone we said was allowed to be protected to. next thing i know, we are in the laundry room, and the guy i am with is most definitely grant, and for some reason, even though we are sort of half hiding, i just can't stop eating! like i am soo hungry, but everything i grab is really noisy, like bags of chips. grant is all like "wtf, how can you eat at a time like this?!" but i just keep chowing down and blowing our cover, even though V knows where we are anyways.
then suddenly, i am upstairs, looking down a hole in the floor, that a weird sort of electrical tower thing is coming up through, and it looks down into the living room downstairs, and V is trying to like make a business deal with some rough looking guys about this tower. one guy climbs up the tower, and almost gets out the hole in the floor but then he gets electrocuted and falls back down. V grabs a stretcher, which is so weird, because its like double decker, and another stretcher is hanging directly below it, like bunk beds. all of V's clients are sort of like "oh man is he okay?!" and V reassures them, even though he and i both know that the guy is obviously no longer alive. one of the clients asks "shouldnt we take his bnorhter too, just to be safe?" and so they load his brother into the bottom bunk of the stretcher too, and carry them away.
things get a little hazy here, but basically suddenly, we are outside, and amanda is back with us, and we are following V up into the forest. when we get to the top of the hill, i look down, and everything is sand, and the sand is in the like a huge pattern of the prints a spider or a snake would make when it walks across sand. we're sort of on the top of a like huge plateau, and when i look back where we had just came up, all i can see is sand for miles and miles, and my grandparents house is just gone.
now we are being led by jack black, not V, though he is still with us, and we are apparently trying to find a safe place, so we walk and we walk until we come to this hill, and we sort of look down on this really long building, which is like tons and tons of duplexes all connected, and in the yard, there are a few scraggly plants growing in the sand. jack black is sure this is the place, and tells me that the plants are pot plants, and that i can tell by the way they are growing in circular fields. but when i look at them, the fields are most definitely rectangular. we walk down to the fence, which is huge and electrical, and chain link, and every corner of it has a huge tower like the one V was demonstrating back in the basement. i was so relieved when i saw that one tower was sunken into the river to our right, and almost touched the fence because i was sure it was deactivated, but then V warned me it was still on. as we walked, we kept going through like.. tons of fences, and only the green coated chain link was safe to touch, but i was too afraid to touch it to open gates, so V went ahead of me and did it.
finally we got through all the chain link, and jack black led us to a door that was sort of down some stairs, and it was apparently his house. it looked promising, all clean and modern from the outside but when we went in, the floor and the walls were all bare, old cement, and there were pallets all randomly strewn on the ground. i followed jack black into the bathroom, which was quite nice, but dark. he said something like "oh, how i have missed this" and i was like "what, the bathroom?!" and he was like "no, my bed" and i looked down, and his mattress was on the floor, and he lied down on it, and so did i, but there was a pink blanket on top that was wet, and i was like, "ew your bed is wet!" and he said he knew, then got up and left. so i left too, and went upstairs, which was amanda's house! her sister was there, and she talked about how she didnt mind living there because jack black only rarely came upstairs to cook steak.
and then that was the end.
no closure, i know.
i keep wondering what would have happened if my alarm didnt go off and i kept sleeping, because i feel sort of like i juuuust missed the climax by about six seconds! ah well, let me know what to think, i'm kind of at a loss on this one hah.
it started out with me and amanda in my grandparents house, it was summer, and we were in the living room. i was sitting on the couch, and i looked outside the huge glass window, and saw a flash of white, which turned out to be a polar bear up on the hill, in the foreset (my granparents yard is backed into a huge mountain, there's no one else above them, just wilderness, its a little bit eerie actually) anyhoo, beside the polar bear, i was v from v for vendetta, and he was looking at me, we made a creepy sort of eye contact, even thought he was so far away. it was kind of ominous, like i knew he was coming for me, and then the next thing i knew, he was at the door. i tried to get amanda to answer it, but she wouldnt, and made an excuse about going to the bathroom, then went down to the hall. V knocked his mask up against the glass of the sliding doors, and i ran to the living room, and then there was a guy there, who was sort of like a cross between grant and tyson?! haha. anyways, we hid under the blanket on my grandparents couch, until i sort of felt v enter the room, and then we peeked out.
he basically ordered us to do what he said, and then we went to my granparents spare room downstairs where the sauna is. v wanted us to like secure the sauna room, and like protect something in the sauna. what he didnt know though, was that we had control over the room, all we had to do was tell the room what we wanted it to do, and it would do it. (sort of like the room of requirement in harry potter hahah) so we told it to not let anyone in, except for us, and anyone we said was allowed to be protected to. next thing i know, we are in the laundry room, and the guy i am with is most definitely grant, and for some reason, even though we are sort of half hiding, i just can't stop eating! like i am soo hungry, but everything i grab is really noisy, like bags of chips. grant is all like "wtf, how can you eat at a time like this?!" but i just keep chowing down and blowing our cover, even though V knows where we are anyways.
then suddenly, i am upstairs, looking down a hole in the floor, that a weird sort of electrical tower thing is coming up through, and it looks down into the living room downstairs, and V is trying to like make a business deal with some rough looking guys about this tower. one guy climbs up the tower, and almost gets out the hole in the floor but then he gets electrocuted and falls back down. V grabs a stretcher, which is so weird, because its like double decker, and another stretcher is hanging directly below it, like bunk beds. all of V's clients are sort of like "oh man is he okay?!" and V reassures them, even though he and i both know that the guy is obviously no longer alive. one of the clients asks "shouldnt we take his bnorhter too, just to be safe?" and so they load his brother into the bottom bunk of the stretcher too, and carry them away.
things get a little hazy here, but basically suddenly, we are outside, and amanda is back with us, and we are following V up into the forest. when we get to the top of the hill, i look down, and everything is sand, and the sand is in the like a huge pattern of the prints a spider or a snake would make when it walks across sand. we're sort of on the top of a like huge plateau, and when i look back where we had just came up, all i can see is sand for miles and miles, and my grandparents house is just gone.
now we are being led by jack black, not V, though he is still with us, and we are apparently trying to find a safe place, so we walk and we walk until we come to this hill, and we sort of look down on this really long building, which is like tons and tons of duplexes all connected, and in the yard, there are a few scraggly plants growing in the sand. jack black is sure this is the place, and tells me that the plants are pot plants, and that i can tell by the way they are growing in circular fields. but when i look at them, the fields are most definitely rectangular. we walk down to the fence, which is huge and electrical, and chain link, and every corner of it has a huge tower like the one V was demonstrating back in the basement. i was so relieved when i saw that one tower was sunken into the river to our right, and almost touched the fence because i was sure it was deactivated, but then V warned me it was still on. as we walked, we kept going through like.. tons of fences, and only the green coated chain link was safe to touch, but i was too afraid to touch it to open gates, so V went ahead of me and did it.
finally we got through all the chain link, and jack black led us to a door that was sort of down some stairs, and it was apparently his house. it looked promising, all clean and modern from the outside but when we went in, the floor and the walls were all bare, old cement, and there were pallets all randomly strewn on the ground. i followed jack black into the bathroom, which was quite nice, but dark. he said something like "oh, how i have missed this" and i was like "what, the bathroom?!" and he was like "no, my bed" and i looked down, and his mattress was on the floor, and he lied down on it, and so did i, but there was a pink blanket on top that was wet, and i was like, "ew your bed is wet!" and he said he knew, then got up and left. so i left too, and went upstairs, which was amanda's house! her sister was there, and she talked about how she didnt mind living there because jack black only rarely came upstairs to cook steak.
and then that was the end.
no closure, i know.
i keep wondering what would have happened if my alarm didnt go off and i kept sleeping, because i feel sort of like i juuuust missed the climax by about six seconds! ah well, let me know what to think, i'm kind of at a loss on this one hah.
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