Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Boo-urns

Title of post has no relevance to actual post besides sounding like "bean curd". I had two dreams today: the first one I can't remember (it was a nice dream which reminded me of something that happened before... too bad I forgot -________-). The second dream was also déjà vu. I was with friends and family from kung fu at a Chinese restaurant, where Joshua and I ate bean curd pudding and added soy sauce. It was delicious and got me hungry in the dream and real life.

Anyway, back to reality. I'm starting to crush on Denise Richards and Daisy Lowe again... maaaaaaaaan how I wish I looked like them instead of like this
i r l00k in2 j00r 50u1

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Does it offend you, yeah?

I was once in the deepest, most blissful sleep ever having a most wonderful dream... only to be woken up by cats getting it on on my front lawn, right outside my bedroom window at 3am in the morning. They were doing it for more than half an hour and meowing loud. Actually, this has happened on more than one occasion. Precious sleep and study time has been disrupted due to cats casually fucking. I have since moved from that house.

I would like to thank my friends who have supported me on MSN and in real life, despite laughing at my situation and perfecting the mimicry of the sexed up cats.

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Geisha (2008)

My gay friend (not you, Rachael; my guy gay friend) and I were casually talking one day when I called him a slut. A few days after that, we were up on Mount Fuji in kimonos. He slapped me so hard I fell off the mountain in the dream and my bed in real life.



I don't know how this fits under the "rapture" label but it has nowhere else to go, so why not?

Monday, 22 August 2011

The Spy and the Creator

I was a Russian spy helping beatniks and hippies who probably represented people I knew in real life escape an apartment complex. While running down the stairs with them, I couldn't be bothered going anywhere else with them so I opened the nearest door and walked down a hallway. I then opened another door and inside to my left was something that looked like the universe and to my right was normal and yet another door. So I opened the door on the right and then I saw some people and a friend I knew in the distance. I asked my friend what he was doing and he said he was programming something and the universe I passed outside was something he created.

The other people in the room somehow disappeared and I got sleepy after talking for a while, so I told my friend I was going home then as I opened the door, he quickly told me to get back in but I already went outside, tripped over an extension cord (which pulled it apart) and then everything went dark.

The last words heard from that dream were from him, saying "GODFUCKINGDAMNIT."


This dream will also belong under the "rapture" label since this qualifies as being the end of the world. Dreams that read like horribly written fanfiction make me recall and scribe them in the horribly read fanfiction form.

Side note: I am so hungry right now, feel like eating at Oporto. But I want tandoori chicken, it's become a Monday tradition to support local restaurants (and eat something other than Malaysian food). =__=|| insignificant problem is most insignificant.

Bacon est le sex, c'est sexy

While at a strip club, an announcer introduced the club's most popular and ever talented stripper, cleverly named Bacon, to the stage. It was not a human bacon but actual food bacon. It was wearing a cowboy hat and boots. People sitting at the front got hot and oiled up.

In real life, I made myself bacon. I should stop satisfying myself with heart attack food. I should also stop getting turned on by food, I have a boyfriend now.

Monday, 1 August 2011

I Am A Cat

While tutoring a friend, I started to talk to him about Natsume Soseki. He pronounced Soseki's name as "Nat-sue-me So-sexy". Make out/porn music began to play in the background as an Asian stripper then began to give said friend a lap dance. I looked on in wonder and hit myself in confusion.

You know you've hit an all time low when you're a sidekick and not even worth remembering in your own dream.

Monday, 13 June 2011

Facebook Conversation

To Michelle:

We were at this place and you were filling out some application form and we were talking about languages. "I can speak English and French," said you. Someone was walking past when I made a comment about going to Amsterdam, which you then said, "And HOLLANDAISE, BITCH." I looked at the person and turned to you to say, "Uh, Michelle, you said that to yourself. You abused your double, LOL." You facepalmed and told me to corner your double so you could find out information from her. I eventually cornered your dboule while you hid behind a door, informing me to say "Shhh, shhh" in a hushed giggle once I got her. When I did that and you jumped  out of nowhere, your double said: "uh... oh... LOL... well if this isn't AKward" - that is not a typo. You facepalmed again while you skipped to another place with your double.

I, ON THE OTHER HAND,
had to attend to serious matters. Rachael and I had to calm Phil Collins down. He was throwing flaming barrels at people while singing "Another Day in Paradise."

Sunday, 12 June 2011

Pre-Rapture Blues

Several friends of mine, namely Rachael, and people I don't even know were up on the Misty Mountains wearing white. I saw and followed her and the other people there but they rejected me from being saved because I was not wearing white. To be honest, this rejection was worse than the time I got rejected by the antique elevator at the QVB, hence why I don't trust elevators (especially hospital elevators... so glad ________ Hospital is no longer my second home this year, lol). After the rejection (from Rachael and co., not the elevators), I left them and went with Joshua to a city and soon after I found Rachael and co. following me. We then took over the city and all avoided the rapture.

Everybody Hurts

Before the rapture, instead of taking orders at the restaurant I work at and talking to people "normally", I was speaking the lyrics of R.E.M's song, "It's the end of the world as we know it." At the end of my shift, I got fired. But that was just a dream, just a dream, dream...

Consider this: [link]- I read that comic before sleeping.