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Journal 8.2; LOOK! HECK YEAH!

So this is what I have so far as of Monday morning 10/10/16.

In the first picture, it’s hard to tell but that fall photo takes up a crap ton of space so that’s the big difference between the first and second picture; I adjusted post size and location.

This next one just has me tossing them into little boxes to help them stand out against the rest of the page. I could add color to them if I wanted, or leave them as is and just change the background.

This last one is that I now have a sidebar, which is where links will go, and I have coded in the ability to add a photo, title, and description. I also have the next/last page buttons. I did add color to it so that it would stand out against the rest of the page for now; this’ll make it easier for me to see while I work on everything else.

And I really gotta get rid of the ugly blue color for links. I want to change fonts too because the one it is by default is hideous.

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DREAM JOURNAL; week 1

For the duration of my Mythology class (which is general useless to my degree, but it was the only class my over protective brother would allow me to take at such a time  ending at five o'clock, I know oh so very late, but if you saw the campus you probably would agree with him.  ) I will be leaving my "Dream Journal" updates here on Tumblr since I haven't been using it for anything.

Enjoy

Week 1

Dream Journal

Sophia A. Ramirez

  I can’t remember. Not to say that I have never remembered a dream, only that this week has been hectic enough for me that I simply can’t remember what I dreamt. I am a methodical, routine loving, day-planning, anal retentive girl. You’ll see me with my little green day-planner with scribbles and my day plotted out as much as possible, so me keeping track of what my mind does while I’m unconscious is a new step I have yet to take.

To me dreaming is such a personal matter sometimes, because often times the dreams I do recall aren’t dreams I wish to share with people outside of my happy-go-lucky circle of comfort. I am a Spiritualist which makes dreams even more meaningful to me, especially when one is stressed. My morning routine doesn’t yet involve me rolling over and scribbling the first thing I dreamt that day, but instead involves me getting up and making me my morning coffee. Nothing else is important at that time but coffee.

  I have had dreams about falling, anthropomorphic creatures, characters from my novels and comic strips; dreaming of myself as a character from my favorite television series or comic book. Those are always the most fun, only because I don’t yet realize I am that character until I look at myself in some kind of reflective service – or something on my person is brought to my attention. My hands, if I’m my X-Men mutant Crystal, with claws instead of nails and fangs instead of teeth. My hair if I’m my favorite television character Tommy Gavin, aside from the obvious gender swap, all of a sudden I’m a blond and a whole foot taller than I actually am. I have four legs instead of two, and oh – look! I have a tail! Where did that come from?

Sometimes I remember my dreams, other times I don’t. When I get into the habit of writing down my dreams once I wake up, I’m sure these journals will be more entertaining. Until then, thank you for reading.

  --Sophia