Linglingling’s Weblog

Thought it was neat.

My friend Julia was inspired to draw this picture of me for her art class. 

School starts at ten this morning Leah.

Horay for snow!

A picture a day.

It’s really hard to sit down and blog. My mind is so blank. I just find myself searching youtube for random videos to post.

Uggh. But I would really like something to write about that doesn’t totally bore me.

A haa!

Watch the movie Lars and the Real Girl. It is brilliant and so fantastically made. It’s such an interesting movie… So add that to your netflix queue. 

For the past month or so I have been totally aware of every dream I have during my sleep. Each night will go a little something like this.

I will be dreaming of something that had a connection with a small thing that happened that day.

Then, I will start to talk in my sleep.

For example the other night I was dreaming that I was talking to a visiting friend. Suddenly I shot up from my pillow, and said, in my sleep, “How long are you staying in town for?” then, I imagined she said til saturday, and so I replied “Oh cool well we should hang out before then.”

Suddenly, I half woke up in that process of conversation, laughed at myself a bit for talking to myself in my sleep, and then said out loud, “I can’t believe Im talking, no one is here…Why am I talking in my sleep?”  But as I said this I imagined saying it to my visiting friend.

Each night is a different rendition of me saying things to myself in my slumber, catching myself saying these things and telling myself I was dumb for doing it (in my sleep), and then in the morning remembering everything and realizing that was stupid of me.

It was a school morning and about 6:50 when I was dreaming I was in the movie The Little Mermaid. I was singing the song ”A Whole New World.” but I remember having a feeling of discourage while singing it. All the mermaids and fishes were grooving along with my beat but I felt something was wrong with my song. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. At 7:00 AM I awoke humming. Yes, I was humming in my sleep and when I woke up, I was still doing so. That feeling in my gut of knowing something was wrong dissapeared right away when I woke up because I realized that “Whole New World” was not a song that belonged in The Little Mermaid, but Aladin.

Also, at a sleepover with two of my friends the other night, I remember saying things like “I told you I talked in my sleep. Haha… talkin in my sleeeeep…talking right?” And then one friend, in her sleep as well, replied with a giggle (she is well known for laughing in her sleep), and the other friend next to me commented back with moan and said “why do you always..take blank….ets..??”