November 6, 2006
Last night and today seems to be “Weird out Dreams” Day for me.
Started off with a dream that I was racing in the International Amazing Race, the Digging through Salt leg in Kuwait. Also was talking with the Cho brothers (yes, I have a mini-crush on them cause they ARE cute!). And then I woke up, wondering what the heck I’d inhaled the night before to get such dreams.
Phase two was even weirder. Was dreaming about L from Death Note, and that I was supposed to hold him cause he had never been held by a girl before. Watch the Death Note trailer for Death Note 2: Last Name, and you’ll see why I felt so sympathetic to him.
To my darling muses
Hey darlings? Stop that, will you? Keeping me asleep during the day is NOT going to do wonders for Nano, you know. I’ll just write even more silly crack.
August 10, 2006
Ok… for all those who didn’t know (and I’m sorry that Phil couldn’t leave a note telling you guys, it was an oversight on my part) I was in Kuantan, Pahang for a short holiday with my family. This was a two night, three day trip that turned out to be less a vacation and more of a literal trip. It was tiring.
The trip can be summed up into good, bad, and “Bwuh” sections:
- Jacuzzi was a proper Jacuzzi. Warm water, great jets, very relaxing. ]
- Beach was gorgeous
- Food everywhere was great, but especially this small little place called “Mail Ikan Bakar dan Lala Bakar” (basically grilled fish and oysters). It was a bit pricey, but the food was worth it. Best place to eat Grilled Fish besides Umbai.
- The hotel has an anal policy regarding towels; apparently you’re only allowed three maximum to a room (for Deluxe rooms). My bro and dad both got extra towels from the bellboy, and when the chambermaid came into our room to tidy up, and she took away ALL the towels and gave us new ones. My peeve with that was: If we had brought our own white towels and they had been taken away, would the hotel have returned it?
- Hotel’s pool is 5 feet deep. That means the water came up to my nose. I panicked a few times while playing about it, but in a good note, it did help me learn how to relax. Now if only I can learn how to float on my back…
- Souvenirs were expensive, so I didn’t buy any. *Waa*
Bweh is because of a dream I had…
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July 19, 2006
At least for my current dream at least. It brought me more amusement than anything else.
I was trying to change money and I went to this shop somewhere in KL (Near a Maybank tower that was NOT Dayabumi- the only recognizable Maybank Tower in KL) and I was carrying along this fairly easy to carry but very troublesome blue table. The table had been bought by my dad for some reason or another, but I recognized it as one of the tables we used when I was in secondary school (Shaun, you should know the tables). I felt a little guilty for selling it, but I reasoned that I needed to lose the weight.
I was rejected when I tried to sell the table. They said that it was worthless. Looking at the table, I reasoned that all it really needed was some new paint and people would buy it, thinking of the tables in school. This all happened after I’d gotten my money changed… Which was another adventure in itself.
Now I sleep. I wonder if I will have more dreams tonight that I will remember tomorrow.
July 17, 2006
Had one of the weirdest dreams just before I woke up today. And this is one of those dreams I take seriously because there’s a very real and different quality to them that I rarely experience in my dreams. It’s not the first time… but I doubt it will be the last. How many dreams do you wake up in cold sweat, or with a fast-beating heart, or with a sense that more is to come?
The dream started out with me being a guest of some sort in a Kingdom (First parts of the dream’s vague as I can’t remember much of it). Either that or I was an extremely important person; I was learning magic or some skills to protect others when I (or someone else) had a vision of being under attack. And I knew who it was right away, but no one listened to me. There was a surreal quality when the dream switched to show me what was happening outside; they had been overrun.
Someone came in to warn the Princess (Queen?) of the attack and she was ushered into a safe room on the LEFT side of the throne room. We then got busy barricading the doors (closing most in time) until we suddenly saw people running helter skelter. Only these soldiers weren’t adults; they were children running around looking as though they were having a blast, but they were still running away.
And there was a light shining from the stairs and I bent down instinctively, careful not to let the outside people catch even a glimpse of my hair on my head. I was scared, but at the same time calm, if for no other reason than that I KNEW this was a dream. I told them to find shelter and someone, pointing to the right side of the room, Isn’t that the Storeroom?
I ran into that room and straight into something that looked like it came out of a warehouse. I kept running down the long ramps, and floor 6 was the floor where they had a bunch of flowers (you know, like how royal and noble houses like to keep stock of everything?) I remember knowing that he was behind me and I was one of his targets; I bent down and hid in the flowers when I felt he was near. When he’d went away, I decided that now was the time to cheat, and I used a teleportation spell to jump.
At the point I cheated, I didn’t feel like I was a direct particpator anymore. I felt like I was looking out on something that happened a long time ago; or at the very least; something that was in the past. I remember meeting up with some people near the exit of the storeroom, and us holding hands, chanting something, and then poofing. And then I saw Earth, which made me wonder if we had transported there.
The Hunter was pissed, but we were fine.
As to what happened to the Queen? I have this feeling that she WANTED me to go, for my own safety.
And the friends in my dream? Not people I know in real life… but the characters from my stories.