Location: Tampa Bay, Florida. January 11th, 2008.
The waves crashed against the pristine shore and formed a moon shaped gulf, glittering with jeweled seashells and strewn seaweed. The sand circled around my feet in soft oozing motion and finally settled its voyage. I wiggled my toes in the silky white grains, tired feet glad and comforted by the coolness of the water.
Somehow a window pops up, telling me my friends were located in the secret underwater city, kidnapped by the dragons of the Lost Sea. Panic swept over me. I had to save Cindy and Lisa! Sprinting for the edge of the deck, I dived into the water Donkey Kong style, with a great splash and immediate vision underwater. Bluh bluh bluh, I let out bubbles at a steady pace and proceeded to swim rhythmically, able to stay underwater for as long as I needed.
I swam at a brokeneck pace to the Mango Islands, which provided magical fruits that would allow one to dive to impossible depths. The people were extremely agitated on the island. I was not allowed to touch the magical fruits of the Goddess. They threatened to kill me, so I dodged their attacks, but not without losing some hitpoints. I got off the island and headed for a friendlier one to regain my strength.
It was a dark room, dim lighting creeping around the edges of dusty corners. My father looked up from the casket. "You drove her to death with worry."
"Sorry." I wasn't surprised. I looked at the coffin, at the slender white legs of miniature proportions. I realized I was looking at a Pullip Doll, inside a shoebox, and it was my mother. I couldn't cry, because it was a bad joke. I'm sorry I couldn't cry at your funeral.
"You were the best mother I ever had."
I dreamed about Nick again. Is that how you know you’re in love with someone? When you start seeing them in dreams? I never dreamed about him when we were going out, only daydreamed about him all my hours awake. Although at night I barely dreamed at all, but I guess I also fell asleep thinking of him.
Anyway, this was a short dream. We were going to gym class. It was the rifling range, and it was strange because people were playing basketball. We had to change in lockers like we did in high school so we were walking to the changing rooms. He was right next to me and when I looked up I caught him in the eye.
He said “Hi”, without hesitation.
I smiled with pure happiness and said “Hi Nick.”
He grins and jokes, “Hey, let’s just be fuck buddies.”
I crack up and bear hug him.
We depart, “GL in gym!”
It’s because I’m so insecure now. I think insecurity brings on dreams. Nick told me he had a nightmare about me breaking up with him. He was always worried I didn’t like him anymore. Now it’s flipped, and I don’t know if he likes me anymore. I dream about him all the time, but think about him less in real life. I’m feeling much more focused in school and I have a good feeling about my overall school year.
Girls are always looking for a man who understands women. Or at least pretends to understand them. KimmyD is absolutely smitten with some boy (well, older guy really, he’s 21) she met for half an hour, and talked to over the phone for half an hour. He did some kind of psychoanalysis of her and “pinpointed her personality like that”. She thinks he totally understands her.
I think he’s sketchy.
But then again I think all boys are sketchy.
Ai-yah I can’t help it, boys all have dicks, okay!?
He’s sketchy and she’s horny. It will be a lovely fling.
That’s all I wanted. I just wanted a fling. But Nick’s not sketchy, and I’m not horny. I give up on relationships. Easier to just have fun with girls!
10th and Arch Street: center city ktv! need girls.
I walked briskly in the subway station. My father held my baggage, and walked close by. Two twenties and four singles burned in my pocket, crying to be spent.
I looked around the dimly lit station, and felt fear shoot down my spine. There were so many black men lounging around on the floor, each of them with the same face. They eyed me and I nervously walked towards the grimy staircase. A dollar fell out of my pocket.
Someone put me in a head lock.
My heart exploded.
Okay so I'm like having my period right now. It really really sucks. And theres like so much crap I still gotta do, like hand in my month late english research paper. Yeah I'm a college kid... in my defense, my grandpa died and I can't write because I'm too emotionally drained for arguments. Actually I've been like that most of my life but right now I don't have time to deal with crap, except I have to deal with this kinda crap, and that makes me feel pretty crappy.
Anyway, this is a dream diary and not a rant diary. So I'm having my period, and for like the first time in my life, I'm getting cramps. This is real life, mind you, but it may be important later on.
In my dream, I'm in my room, and trying on clothes. My abdomen starts to hurt. I look at it and take off my pants, and my vagina is friggin hanging out like a foot long. Its like a huge hose or something. It looked like a penis, and it hurt. So I got over my initial shock and thought, well maybe it just needs to be tucked in. Somehow I take my hand and push my cheebye back into the normal areas, and when I take my hand away its covered with white stuff, as if I ejaculated.
Hahahaa so I'm attributing this to penis envy. I'd like a penis. It'd make life so much easier. I hate periods. No wonder why girls are so moody. You'd be moody if you can't move around without worrying about staining your pants or leaking around on things.
okay so i was at USP (my college), walking around trying to find the office to pay some fine.
I totally KNEW I was dreaming.
Its weird becoz i've never had a dream where i was fully conscious of the fact that i'm dreaming. One time i dreamed it was raining cute kittens and ducklings and they were gonna be my pets and i thought it was for real, and was really disappointed when i woke up.
But this time, I clearly thought, wait a minute, its my winter break, how the hell did i get here? Girl, you're dreaming. So i pinched myself, and OMG it fucking hurt!!! But i was still at USP! WTF? Ai-ya!
Maybe I really pinched myself in my sleep? I can't tell. All I know is I didn't wake up!
but i forgot it. shit! I'm pretty upset bah!
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Location: Tampa Bay, Florida. January 11th, 2008.
The waves crashed against the pristine shore and formed a moon shaped gulf, glittering with jeweled seashells and strewn seaweed. The sand circled around my feet in soft oozing motion and finally settled its voyage. I wiggled my toes in the silky white grains, tired feet glad and comforted by the coolness of the water.
Somehow a window pops up, telling me my friends were located in the secret underwater city, kidnapped by the dragons of the Lost Sea. Panic swept over me. I had to save Cindy and Lisa! Sprinting for the edge of the deck, I dived into the water Donkey Kong style, with a great splash and immediate vision underwater. Bluh bluh bluh, I let out bubbles at a steady pace and proceeded to swim rhythmically, able to stay underwater for as long as I needed.
I swam at a brokeneck pace to the Mango Islands, which provided magical fruits that would allow one to dive to impossible depths. The people were extremely agitated on the island. I was not allowed to touch the magical fruits of the Goddess. They threatened to kill me, so I dodged their attacks, but not without losing some hitpoints. I got off the island and headed for a friendlier one to regain my strength.
It was a dark room, dim lighting creeping around the edges of dusty corners. My father looked up from the casket. "You drove her to death with worry."
"Sorry." I wasn't surprised. I looked at the coffin, at the slender white legs of miniature proportions. I realized I was looking at a Pullip Doll, inside a shoebox, and it was my mother. I couldn't cry, because it was a bad joke. I'm sorry I couldn't cry at your funeral.
"You were the best mother I ever had."
I dreamed about Nick again. Is that how you know you’re in love with someone? When you start seeing them in dreams? I never dreamed about him when we were going out, only daydreamed about him all my hours awake. Although at night I barely dreamed at all, but I guess I also fell asleep thinking of him.
Anyway, this was a short dream. We were going to gym class. It was the rifling range, and it was strange because people were playing basketball. We had to change in lockers like we did in high school so we were walking to the changing rooms. He was right next to me and when I looked up I caught him in the eye.
He said “Hi”, without hesitation.
I smiled with pure happiness and said “Hi Nick.”
He grins and jokes, “Hey, let’s just be fuck buddies.”
I crack up and bear hug him.
We depart, “GL in gym!”
It’s because I’m so insecure now. I think insecurity brings on dreams. Nick told me he had a nightmare about me breaking up with him. He was always worried I didn’t like him anymore. Now it’s flipped, and I don’t know if he likes me anymore. I dream about him all the time, but think about him less in real life. I’m feeling much more focused in school and I have a good feeling about my overall school year.
Girls are always looking for a man who understands women. Or at least pretends to understand them. KimmyD is absolutely smitten with some boy (well, older guy really, he’s 21) she met for half an hour, and talked to over the phone for half an hour. He did some kind of psychoanalysis of her and “pinpointed her personality like that”. She thinks he totally understands her.
I think he’s sketchy.
But then again I think all boys are sketchy.
Ai-yah I can’t help it, boys all have dicks, okay!?
He’s sketchy and she’s horny. It will be a lovely fling.
That’s all I wanted. I just wanted a fling. But Nick’s not sketchy, and I’m not horny. I give up on relationships. Easier to just have fun with girls!
10th and Arch Street: center city ktv! need girls.
I walked briskly in the subway station. My father held my baggage, and walked close by. Two twenties and four singles burned in my pocket, crying to be spent.
I looked around the dimly lit station, and felt fear shoot down my spine. There were so many black men lounging around on the floor, each of them with the same face. They eyed me and I nervously walked towards the grimy staircase. A dollar fell out of my pocket.
Someone put me in a head lock.
My heart exploded.
Okay so I'm like having my period right now. It really really sucks. And theres like so much crap I still gotta do, like hand in my month late english research paper. Yeah I'm a college kid... in my defense, my grandpa died and I can't write because I'm too emotionally drained for arguments. Actually I've been like that most of my life but right now I don't have time to deal with crap, except I have to deal with this kinda crap, and that makes me feel pretty crappy.
Anyway, this is a dream diary and not a rant diary. So I'm having my period, and for like the first time in my life, I'm getting cramps. This is real life, mind you, but it may be important later on.
In my dream, I'm in my room, and trying on clothes. My abdomen starts to hurt. I look at it and take off my pants, and my vagina is friggin hanging out like a foot long. Its like a huge hose or something. It looked like a penis, and it hurt. So I got over my initial shock and thought, well maybe it just needs to be tucked in. Somehow I take my hand and push my cheebye back into the normal areas, and when I take my hand away its covered with white stuff, as if I ejaculated.
Hahahaa so I'm attributing this to penis envy. I'd like a penis. It'd make life so much easier. I hate periods. No wonder why girls are so moody. You'd be moody if you can't move around without worrying about staining your pants or leaking around on things.
okay so i was at USP (my college), walking around trying to find the office to pay some fine.
I totally KNEW I was dreaming.
Its weird becoz i've never had a dream where i was fully conscious of the fact that i'm dreaming. One time i dreamed it was raining cute kittens and ducklings and they were gonna be my pets and i thought it was for real, and was really disappointed when i woke up.
But this time, I clearly thought, wait a minute, its my winter break, how the hell did i get here? Girl, you're dreaming. So i pinched myself, and OMG it fucking hurt!!! But i was still at USP! WTF? Ai-ya!
Maybe I really pinched myself in my sleep? I can't tell. All I know is I didn't wake up!
but i forgot it. shit! I'm pretty upset bah!