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I had a really strange nightmare last night.

I dreamt that my friends; Nicki, Lynnette, Emma and I were looking for a hotel in a swampy forest where night was falling fast.  Once the sun had set we were surrounded by crocodiles with no escape because all the trees were strange, unclimbable shapes.

My friend Lynnette got torn apart and eaten while the rest of us managed to climb up a stumpy tree but we knew that soon the crocodiles would be able to get us.  I slipped and fell out of the tree but I decided not to climb back up with my friends because without me in the tree, the branch we were sitting on wasn’t weighed down so much and my friends were safer.

I managed to run to another tree, but once I reached the other tree I realised that the back door of the hotel we were trying to find originally wasn’t far away, so I made a run for the open doorway.  I made it inside and slammed the door behind me.

I remember the light had a yellowish tinge, as if the lights in the room were aged.  I turned from the door and looked around the room.  It was of simple, old-fashioned design with fancy leather couches and wooden tables.  It had a warm atmosphere on the surface but a strange, cold feeling underneath the warmth.  There was some sort of party going on and everyone was dressed up with masks; no one was smiling, everyone was staring at me in a sort of blank disappointment.

I was in a panic, terrified for the lives of my friends.  I recognised one of the people as my mother and I remember being able to compose myself and swiftly collect my thoughts, because I figured people wouldn’t listen to a crazy person ranting about crocodiles.  I began to calmly ask people for help, saying things like, “The crocodiles – they’ve come to the hotel.  My friends are trapped in a tree outside, we must save them or they’ll die. We don’t have much time. Please help me,” but the people just turned away, went back to their party, and I felt abandoned.  I didn’t know who to turn to and I think I found a gun and decided to try save my friends myself.

My dream then changed and I was in an expensive, top-floor room of the same hotel with girls I didn’t know, but had seemed to know all my life.  The room felt plush and warm.  While the girls explored the bedroom for goodies I decided to go through the bathroom.  I remember looking forward to being able to have a soak in the bath because I was still covered in mud from the crocodile infested swamp.  The detail of the bathroom in my dream was stunning…  I might have to draw it before I forget it.

My dream then changed again and I was on the bottom floor of a modern hotel overlooking a lifeless, rain-swept city; both the room and the city were cold and grey.  I was standing on the veranda, contemplating the world when two warm arms wrapped around me and the conversation was as follows (I recognised who it was by the voice)…

Gavin:  “Isn’t it stunning?”
Me:  “I suppose… but why did you pick a room on the bottom floor?”
Gavin:  “I thought it would be easier to go out and less work to bring the bags up.  Besides, I prefer the bottom floor.”
Me:  “Mmmm…”

All I could think was how I wish someone would think about what I want for once, rather than think about what they think I should want.  Gavin then faded before I could look at him and I was left there alone, wondering absently if I had done something wrong.

Interesting, huh…?

I shall have to ponder what different things in my dreams symbolise.  I love analysing dreams.

Perhaps I’ll dream again tonight…

<3 DarkSlinky.

I have the most bizarre story for you.

A few weeks ago I went to my sister’s house and my Dad called me to tell me neither of my pet mice were moving.  I thought it was odd, I knew one of them was getting old and sick but the other seemed okay when I saw them earlier.  He asked if I’d like him to put them in the backyard, I said yes and thank you.  Anyway, recently I’ve caught glimpses of a mouse running around my house. I assumed it was feral and was going to set a mouse trap, until I noticed he was bigger than the average-sized feral mouse and orange rather than black; like the mouse I thought was healthy.  He was so skinny, I didn’t even recognise him.  I realised he was indeed my mouse when I was crouched next to the fridge and he came up to me, followed me around and then waddled over to his old cage when he saw it.  It was really quite sweet.  Unfortunately he doesn’t look to be in the best health and one of his legs is injured, but I’ll keep an eye on him and call the vet if he doesn’t improve soon.

Strange, hey?  My dad said he put them both up the very back of the backyard.  He was shocked to see one of them back.  A part of me wonders if he just wanted to get rid of them while I was gone for a few days, because my parents have never liked me having pet mice.  I’m not going to let it bother me though.  I’m just glad he’s back, and I hope I can nurse him back to health.

So yesterday my cleaning plans were interrupted once again, by my rescue mission.  I did manage to get some things done though.

In the afternoon Gavin came around with his computer so he could cheer me up by playing Team Fortress 2 with me into the night.  I needed cheering up because I had had a nightmare the night before.  His computer is still behind me; it’s my hostage.  The ransom is $200,000,000, although I haven’t actually told him that yet. Probably a good idea to, so he knows how much he has to pay off… bwahahaha!

We then stayed up until midnight to buy tickets to Big Day Out, which is in January.  Alex bought tickets for Lynnette, himself and me and Gavin bought himself a ticket.  I’m so excited about it!  I know heaps of people who are going.  I get the impression that my ex, Liam will be there.  As long as I don’t see him I don’t particularly care though.  By then I don’t think even seeing him will bother me too much.

Today I got up and went to my sisters to babysit but she wasn’t there; she had driven to my house because my niece was sick.  Haha.  It was an amusing situation.  She felt really bad about the whole thing, she had called me but I was driving so I didn’t answer.  I was glad to have a nice morning drive anyway, listening to Breaking Benjamin.  It ended up working out better anyway because when I got home I realised I really didn’t feel very well.

Alex came over in the afternoon to pick up my share of the Big Day Out money, I saw Eevari as well for a while.  I had quite a nice day.  The only problem was that because I wasn’t feeling really well I just wanted to curl up on the couch and watch a movie for the day.  I ended up having to go out and do things, I was just so tired.  Ah well, these things happen. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be feeling better.

Monique still isn’t talking to me; I sent her a message asking if she’d like to do something this weekend and she sent a rather cruel one back.  I know people will be wondering why she isn’t talking to me, I can’t tell you though because I don’t actually know.  I’m happy to continue to wait until she’s ready to talk to me again though.

I also sent Nicki a text asking if he’d like to do something tomorrow but he replied with “No.”  I think he’s angry at me for something too.  I have to wait for him to be ready to talk to me as well.  I miss them both; Monique and Nicki that is.  I want to be a good, loyal friend to them both but sometimes it really is difficult.

Why do I keep pissing people off without knowing why!?  Sometimes I wonder if it’s me; I don’t think it is though, in all honesty.

Drama, drama, drama.

Oh, my neighbours had a baby boy at approximately 3:00 this morning, so congratulations to them!

Apparently my eyes are piercing. Pierce, pierce, pierce!

Gavin has told me he doesn’t want to see any 4am posts so I think I’ll be a good girl and get an earlier night tonight.

<3 DarkSlinky.

So, I’ve been listening to this song lately; Superbus – Radio Song.

The lyrics are in French, as follows:

J’en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Je voudrais combler ce manqué
Mon obsession me hante,
J’en ai jamais assez, je voudrais bien trouver
Que j’ai beaucoup de chance,
Me rendre à l’évidence,

We are we are on the radio now, the radio now!

J’en ai jamais assez, je vois toujours après,
Des fois je me demande
Comment je peux m’y prendre
J’en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Je suis jamais contente,
On dit que je suis chiante,

We are we are on the radio now, the radio now!

J’en ai jamais assez, j’aimerais bien penser
A 2 centimètres à l’heure pour éviter les pleurs,
J’en ai jamais assez, je suis vite lassée,
Il faudrait que j’entende, un jour tu seras grande,

We are we are on the radio now, the radio now !

Unfortunately, I can’t speak French, and I don’t think the translator I used is exactly reliable:

I’ve never had enough,
I soon got tired,
I want to fill this gap
My obsession haunts me,
I’ve never had enough,
I’d like to think I am very lucky me to accept the evidence,

We Are we are now on the radio, the radio now!

I have enough, I always look after,
Sometimes I wonder how I can go about it
I’ve never had enough,
I soon got tired,
I’ve never happy,
They say I’m bitchy,

We are we are now on the radio, the radio now!

I have enough,
I had thought of 2 centimeters per hour to avoid the tears,
I have enough,
I quickly tired,
should I hear,
one day you grow up,

We are we are now on the radio, the radio now!

If anyone can speak or read French, maybe you would consider giving me a hand with this translation?  Hahaha.

Not much has been happening lately, clearly.

I get severe dysmenorrhoea every 3 months (the length of my womanly cycle) so I will be confined to sulking on the couch with a hot water bottle, painkillers and nice tea for hopefully no more than a few days.  I’ve done a lot of research into this topic and I’m hoping to write about ways to help dysmenorrhoea, for all the ladies out there who suffer from it as well (and the guys who know girls who get it).

Also, John’s project, Peepel, was released today so be sure to check it out!  I’ve been using it to stalk him while he travels to and from work.

Anyway, it’s my bed time.

Oh that reminds me, I had another nightmare last night although I don’t want to specify the details.  It was rather terrifying and I’d prefer not think about it just before I’m going to bed. Haha.

<3 DarkSlinky.