memorable

Thursday 2/6/11

I woke up this morning amused from the dream I had

There was a large, wide, white staircase that happened to be suspended in space. Jamie, Adam and I were running down (skipping several steps at a time) in slow motion.

Adam (not the one that has a beard and looks like a walrus) handed me a blue, cosmic ball of light which glowed brightly in my cupped hands. I drew in it with the tip of my finger which made white light shine out of my markings.

Adam and I seemed to have a good laugh and got on very well.

I woke up feeling like I had new friends.

Monday 12/05/2008

My dad was slobbed on the couch deeply engrossed in the TV he was watching (which was turned off) and my brother was in his dressing gown playing on his PSP, as usual.
Things sort of went weird and my dad teleported from the couch to walking through the front door with shopping. He had bought some groceries and a new phone for me since I am always breaking the ones I get. This phone was exactly like my older one except it had a lot thicker breadth. I turned it on and it didn't have a backscreen light, I scrolled down with the phone under a lamp and there was just several single letters in a vertical line. I think I then charged it and put it on the sofa arm where my brother was sitting. I went and followed my dad to help him put the food away in the kitchen cupboards and went back to look at my new phone I noticed that my brother had moved my mobile and put it very close to the sofa so the mobile was about to fall. I shouted at him because I was angry and he was only interested about his PSP. (This is always the type of thing my brother does, he is too ignorant for his own good.) My dad came storming through from the kitchen and told me to stop shouting at my brother (although he was shouting at me then too) I started shouting back at him about why I was shouting at my brother and I could feel myself filling with anger since my dad was only taking my brothers side.

My screaming and shouting became horse and dampened down even though I was forcing it out stronger. I asked my brother to stand up off the couch so I could put my hands down the side of the cushion and check if my other phone was there. He didn't do anything and my Dad started shouting at me again, (when I get angry everything rushes and I don't remember anything that gets said so i don't quite remember) but my Dad said something aloing the lines of "NO! WHY SHOULD HE MOVE, YOU ARE SO SELFISH CAN'T YOU GET YOUR OWN SEAT?" My dad got the wrong end of the stick due to his assuming. I got all stiff and turned around and faced my dad, my hands were clenched in fists and I had completely had enough of him. My Dad continued shouting, his movement was aggresive and sharp and his arm movement looked strong, the more he pointed at me the more I wanted to spit in his face and I could feel my facial expression change to a disgusted look. My Dad then walked off to the bathroom and I stomped to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of the cake my dad bought and it turned to small, fine crumbs and I stuffed them in my mouth. The cake was like a brick but slightly longer than a brick. I was more calm as if the cake had some emotional affect on me and I casualy walked back through to the living room. I walked up to my brother once more and asked him very nicely with a cheerul sound in my voice if he would stand up for a couple of seconds, I smiled but my brother still didn't get out of the chair. I looked behind me because I could feel an angry glare... It was my dad. He was more angry than ever, it looked like he had grown twice as big. I tried to explain calmly and collectively but he continued to shout over me, that was it. This time I screamed and let all my anger out at him, I had already tried "to be the better man" but my dad had pushed me too far, the expression in my dad's eyes changed for a flicker of a moment but I couldn't tell what to. Tears started to swell in my eyes and my fists were shaking. My dad mimicked me and told me how I pretended to get angry by my shaking. I stepped forward and screamed "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" in his face. My eyes were full of hatred then. Within a flash I was curled up on the sofa with my arms over my face. My dad was stooped over me so high, I felt like a weakling, I was. There was nothing I could do then. My dad could easily kill me with his hands. He had his arm up, it was stiff and hard... the signal of his triumph.

Tuesday 13/05/2008
This dream is patchy and strange.
It started off that an asian girl and I( Priscilla who I used to go to school withl) were standing on a rocky. snowy mountain. A lot of other people were in the quad (I'm assuming the rest of my class) and they started to depart.
Off the mountain was a sandy shore beside the sea, I started to climb down and I told Priss to hurry up If she didn't want to get left behind.

She needed to climb a bit to the side to retrieve her bag then climb down but she said something about how she could manage it and she would be down in no time.
I said okay and left her, the mountain and the scene so my dream was now sort of in 2nd person view.
Priss tumbled down the mountain not succeeding to retrieve her bag and 2 of her legs were ripped off and also her waist. She dragged herself along the island through the sand and went under several natural rock archways. There was a sort of poison ivy vine that was growing slowly, the roots were curling and spiraling around the arch way and then began to grow medium sized crabs, they fell on her and started to slice her and mildly pierce her skin.
Somehow they went away and Priss continued dragging herself through cave like tunnels and through gritty sand which scratched her soft, pale, asian skin and opened holes in the remaining wounds.
She managed to dodge a lot of other traps with things chasing after her.
When she could see in the distance where she was supposed to be she dragged herself forward once more exhaustedly. The sand sunk and crumbled away around her and she fell into a pit with giant sized crabs which cut her severely with their pincers and she died.