DarkSlinky

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Your entire life can change in a split second.  It’s incredible to stand and watch as one of these potentially life-changing moments passes you by in clear view before you even realise the true scale of what just occurred.

The other night I dreamt about one of the life-threatening situations from my childhood in full detail.  It wasn’t like my usual nightmares; I’d say it was more like reliving a traumatic memory.  I find the two affect me differently.  Nightmares freak me out while reliving memories makes me think, “Oh, yes, I remember that.”  Coincidentally, the day after the dream I was in another life-threatening situation (if that’s what you want to call it, anyway).  It’s not as exciting as it sounds, but interesting-ish nonetheless.

Someone ran a red light and nearly t-boned the passenger side of my car doing 60 – 70km/hr, maybe more.  I had 3 friends in the car and they all saw it, he only missed us by a metre or two.  We were mid-conversation when we all realised what had happened, and how close we came to being in a very serious and potentially deadly car accident.  At first we laughed and then I was in absolute shock as I realised just how important my job is as the driver of the vehicle.  Driving responsibly is important, but it’s far more important to be able to make split second decisions and react when someone else does something stupid.

Speaking of split-second decisions, I got a puppy last week on the same day that I had to see my ex-ex-boyfriend.  It was like being stabbed with delicious candy.  It’s sweetly satisfying coupled with a dull kind of stinging, also slightly humorous and exceedingly amusing (does this make any sense whatsoever?).   I had to drop stuff off to my ex, so after a civilised conversation on MSN I decided to stop at his house on the way to pick up my new puppy.

When I arrived at his house, my ex was in his bedroom playing games with his roommate (whose computer was near to where I was standing).  The roommate went into to my exes’ bedroom to let him know I had arrived and, little did either of them know, my exes’ microphone was on and I could hear everything my ex said through his roommates’ computer.  It was something along the lines of, “Oh….. Crap.”  I don’t think they understood why I was laughing when they emerged.  Anyway, as I handed his stuff to him I noticed he was wearing a tight singlet and he proceeded to flex his muscles and deepen his voice to the point where I was finding it nearly impossible not to collapse on the floor in hysterical laughter.  There are a few ways in which I could describe it but they’re not exactly nice (“Bulbous toothpick” comes to mind) and we all know how mature I am….. Hahahahaha.

I then went to pick up my puppy feeling highly amused and much less like I had just been stabbed.  Her name is Gracie; she’s a 3-month-old, pure-bred Chihuahua and is already bigger than my 13-year-old Marsypan.  They don’t get along a lot of the time because Gracie is young and playful and Mars is old and cranky, but it seems like they’re gradually getting used to each other.  There is much training to be done!

I have been working a lot and I have a cursed cold.  I’m very tired so it’s definitely time for me to crash.

<3 DarkSlinky.

I had another disturbingly vivid dream last night and I remember most of it quite clearly but I’ll probably write about that another time, I just wanted to do a quick update.

I’m feeling very sleepy at the moment, but it’s been about a week and a half since I left Gavin and I’ve just realised the numbness I’ve felt for the past few months has started to fade.

I’ve started to really enjoy every day, simply spending time with friends and getting up to mischief.  Despite my parents being quite negative towards me lately, I feel very hopeful about the future.  I know the next few weeks are going to be really memorable with the opening of the Mana Bar this Saturday.

I feel motivated to find a job and get my house organised again.  I don’t feel so motivated to look into university but I think that’s mainly because my parents are discouraging me to enrol in the course I’m interested in, which is a Bachelor of Education.  My sister decided to tell them teachers have the highest suicide rate of anyone and I think my parents have freaked out.  I think they’re underestimating me though.  Teaching is something I’m passionate about and my background in Psychology would definitely come in handy.

Dad:  “Do you really want to be a teacher? I reckon it’d be a horrible job, dealing with kids these days… :\”
Me:  “Someone has got to do it. ”

I expect some days I’ll still feel down and unmotivated, but I’m so happy to be ‘feeling’ again; everything from happiness, sadness, anger, pain, hope, motivation, jealousy, amusement… the list goes on and on and it’s all great. (I just thought I’d list the emotions I’ve felt recently, quite random..)

<3 to all my friends who stuck by me despite my whinging over the past few weeks… Haha.

Time to pick up again.

I’ve also been enjoying getting to know my Team Fortress 2 clan, Pants Party, better.  Alex and I met another Brisbane member a few weeks ago.  In the coming weeks I’ll hopefully get to meet the rest of the Brisbane Pants Party guys as well as the few members who are flying in to Brisbane from various places in April.  It’s going to be so epic! >:3

I’ve realised the music I listen to definitely reflects the way I’m feeling.  The past few months I’ve been listening to Slipknot, Evanescence and System of a Down quite obsessively, but now I’m obsessed with Pendulum.  Check it ouuut:  Pendulum – The other side.

Lovelovelovelove!

<3 DarkSlinky.

I dreamt that I was on an island.

To set the scene; it was a tropical island, covered in dense forest and surrounded by shoaly, crystal-clear water.  The only feature of the island was a calm beach on the Eastern side, and on this beach, a quaint little outdoor cocktail bar, made of bamboo-like-material with colourful fluorescent lights – you know the sort.

The dream was another long one but regrettably I can’t remember most of it.  What I do remember, though, was standing on the beach, feeling the sand between my toes and the wind in my hair as I watched the ocean while the sun set behind me.  I then received a text message from Gavin telling me to meet him at the bar at 8:00pm.  I scowled and had the urge to throw my phone in the ocean, but decided against it.

Then someone walked past me and took my hand, leading me towards the ocean.  They turned to smile down at my surprised expression and I realised it was none other than Chad.  His hand was warm and his smile dazzling in the fading light.

He continued to lead me straight towards the ocean and pulled me into the lukewarm water.  We began to swim along a cliff-face until I noticed a hole in the rocks underneath us.  I asked what it was and Chad simply laughed, wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down towards it.  At first I felt afraid as he took me deeper and deeper, but then I completely relaxed and simply enjoyed the bubbles running over my skin, tickling me gently.

I then resurfaced alone.  Chad was gone, but I wasn’t bothered by it.  I looked around and realised it was growing dark quickly, so I began to climb the cliff-face, headed for a light above me that wasn’t visible from the coastline.  It was hard work and I was feeling salty and kind’ve sticky  from the ocean (ever had that feeling?).

I walked through a sort of passageway and entered a cave that contained a wooden cupboard, a white marble bench with a sink and a mirror above it, candles all around the cave and a bathtub in the middle.  The room was so beautifully set up, although once again I can’t remember specifics.  I remember the atmosphere being romantic and carefree.

Without hesitation I filled the bathtub with soapy, hot water, as though it was my own place, and I relished in the warm steam that filled the cold room.  Mind you, the cave was cold because the entrance didn’t have a door, meaning the cave was open.  From where the bath was I could see the ocean, the stars and the moon beyond the candlelit bathroom, and whatever was out there could see me.

I stripped off my clothes without worry or shame, I actually felt proud of my bare, white body in the dim light.  I scrubbed myself down before soaking in the sweet-scented bath for what seemed like hours, and I think a few hours actually passed in my dream (I imagine it would have been minutes or even seconds in ‘reality’).  When I entered the cave I estimate it would have been about 6.30pm in my dream.

Suddenly I remembered Gavin had asked me to meet him at the bar at 8:00pm and I knew that time had well passed.  I checked the time on my phone, 9:08pm, just before “Gavin calling…” began to flash on the screen.

I immediately jumped out of the bath and towelled myself down.  I felt cold and irritated as I answered the phone and his disappointed voice came through the speaker.

Gavin:  “Where are you?”
Me:  “I can’t explain…”
Gavin:  “Did you forget about me?”
Me:  “No, I –”
Gavin:  “Look, Jayne, it’s simply not good enough.
Me:  “But, I –”
Gavin:  “Forget it.  I’m going home.”

With that, he hung up, and I was left feeling angry and despaired.

I find the whole thing fascinating, honestly.

I had another strange dream last night, but I can’t remember any of it unfortunately.

Maybe my strange dreams will continue.

<3 DarkSlinky.