I don't need a prince to be a princess
Last night I was greeted by my old friend, the evening anxiety.
About at midnight, Mirette came over. She had had a nice day out as well.
I had a dream where I was geocaching near my old junior high and then my first high school. I found plenty of keys from under mushrooms, but didn't know what they were for. Jason Mendoza from The Good Place was there as well.
In another dream, I had died and gone to afterlife with a number of other people. We were supposed to stand under a simple garden hose, and if we had lived a sinless life, the water was supposed to feel fresh and good, and if not, it was supposed to burn us. When I stepped under the waterfall, I was nervous but it felt good. Some other stepped under and immediately started screaming.
It kind of reminds me of the Islamic theory that when the end of the world comes, the mountains melt and the righteous and sinners bathe in it, and it burns your sins away.
In another dream, I was visiting a church or a temple, and while I was standing on the steps, my mother arrived and told me she was on a day trip and had arrived on a "ground train".
I also had a dream where I studied in my old high school even if I have graduated by now, it's one of my most recurrent dreams.
In another dream, I was on a cruise boat. In the dream, I went to the game arcade and ran through it so I wouldn't see any of the horror games.
I woke up pretty early to the feeling that my apartment was so cold that my breath fumed and my apartment walls were covered in frost, like the inside of
I fell asleep again and had a dream where I was in Silent Hill, and a monster fell in love with me and wanted to kill me and mutilate my body in order to turn me into another being like him.
I had a dream where I was visiting my family's summer cottage, read Neil Gaiman's Sandman comics and tried to tell apart Destiny, Death, Destruction, Delirium, Dream, and Despair.
In another dream, I was in a beauty salon, and the owner was a woman who was skinny, bleached blonde, fake tanned, silicone- breasted and had ridiculously puffy lips. Nevertheless, she was very kind and sweet towards me; it taught me that no matter what people look like, they might still be good and kind people.
In another dream, I was visiting Eleclya and her two infant sons. I asked her if I can borrow a pink glittery lip gloss from her. Eleclya is actually a metal head, she would be caught dead with pink glitter lip gloss.
I got up and went to the bathroom to take my morning meds. I noticed that I had a huge white- headed pimple on my left side, right under my armpit. I tried to bend my arms into unnatural positions so I could squeeze it into oblivion, but it proved to be really hard.
I made some coffee, then I washed my face and put lotion on it, and then I tried on the lip mask and the eye mask.
I got dressed into a pretty dress in order to feel more like myself. I even put on some jewelry.
I changed the towels, and that's all the housework I did.
Mirette and I left and took our bicycles along. I had to pump the back tire full of air, and then we rode our bicycles to the train station.
We took a train downtown and went to a pizzeria for a couple of slices of pizza. Then we took a train to another town and went to visit the same art museum we visited last week.
We had to wait in a queue for a long time, but we managed to get inside. We got solidarity tickets, I took some photos of my favorite rooms, and then we rode our bicycles back to the train station and caught a train to downtown.
We went to an IKEA stand, Mirette bought me veggie meat balls and a portion of the same, and ramen noodles for herself. She couldn't finish them, so she gave the rest to me.
There was a free concert, Mirette took photos. We went to the nearest Flying Tiger where Mirette bought her favorite drink, peach ice tea. Then we went to LIDL where Mirette bought groceries.
We rode our bicycles to the train station, and caught a train back to my home.
Once back home, I washed my hands, put the trash to their rightful places, put the groceries into the fridge, and made myself a cup of coffee. I scrubbed the toilet bowl.
I had lost my hairbrush, but I found it again.
Mirette watched Survivors while I cooked the ready- made mac 'n cheese that Mirette had bought from Lidl. For dessert, we had hazelnut ice cream.
In the evening, I took my meds, sprayed Nasonex into my nose, and did the evening skincare regiment.
Tomorrow I will ride my bicycle to my parents' home. My father will give me the weekly allowance, and I will call my granny. As for the money, I will pay Mirette back for buying me pizza and veggie meat balls.
About at midnight, Mirette came over. She had had a nice day out as well.
I had a dream where I was geocaching near my old junior high and then my first high school. I found plenty of keys from under mushrooms, but didn't know what they were for. Jason Mendoza from The Good Place was there as well.
In another dream, I had died and gone to afterlife with a number of other people. We were supposed to stand under a simple garden hose, and if we had lived a sinless life, the water was supposed to feel fresh and good, and if not, it was supposed to burn us. When I stepped under the waterfall, I was nervous but it felt good. Some other stepped under and immediately started screaming.
It kind of reminds me of the Islamic theory that when the end of the world comes, the mountains melt and the righteous and sinners bathe in it, and it burns your sins away.
In another dream, I was visiting a church or a temple, and while I was standing on the steps, my mother arrived and told me she was on a day trip and had arrived on a "ground train".
I also had a dream where I studied in my old high school even if I have graduated by now, it's one of my most recurrent dreams.
In another dream, I was on a cruise boat. In the dream, I went to the game arcade and ran through it so I wouldn't see any of the horror games.
I woke up pretty early to the feeling that my apartment was so cold that my breath fumed and my apartment walls were covered in frost, like the inside of
I fell asleep again and had a dream where I was in Silent Hill, and a monster fell in love with me and wanted to kill me and mutilate my body in order to turn me into another being like him.
I had a dream where I was visiting my family's summer cottage, read Neil Gaiman's Sandman comics and tried to tell apart Destiny, Death, Destruction, Delirium, Dream, and Despair.
In another dream, I was in a beauty salon, and the owner was a woman who was skinny, bleached blonde, fake tanned, silicone- breasted and had ridiculously puffy lips. Nevertheless, she was very kind and sweet towards me; it taught me that no matter what people look like, they might still be good and kind people.
In another dream, I was visiting Eleclya and her two infant sons. I asked her if I can borrow a pink glittery lip gloss from her. Eleclya is actually a metal head, she would be caught dead with pink glitter lip gloss.
I got up and went to the bathroom to take my morning meds. I noticed that I had a huge white- headed pimple on my left side, right under my armpit. I tried to bend my arms into unnatural positions so I could squeeze it into oblivion, but it proved to be really hard.
I made some coffee, then I washed my face and put lotion on it, and then I tried on the lip mask and the eye mask.
I got dressed into a pretty dress in order to feel more like myself. I even put on some jewelry.
I changed the towels, and that's all the housework I did.
Mirette and I left and took our bicycles along. I had to pump the back tire full of air, and then we rode our bicycles to the train station.
We took a train downtown and went to a pizzeria for a couple of slices of pizza. Then we took a train to another town and went to visit the same art museum we visited last week.
We had to wait in a queue for a long time, but we managed to get inside. We got solidarity tickets, I took some photos of my favorite rooms, and then we rode our bicycles back to the train station and caught a train to downtown.
We went to an IKEA stand, Mirette bought me veggie meat balls and a portion of the same, and ramen noodles for herself. She couldn't finish them, so she gave the rest to me.
There was a free concert, Mirette took photos. We went to the nearest Flying Tiger where Mirette bought her favorite drink, peach ice tea. Then we went to LIDL where Mirette bought groceries.
We rode our bicycles to the train station, and caught a train back to my home.
Once back home, I washed my hands, put the trash to their rightful places, put the groceries into the fridge, and made myself a cup of coffee. I scrubbed the toilet bowl.
I had lost my hairbrush, but I found it again.
Mirette watched Survivors while I cooked the ready- made mac 'n cheese that Mirette had bought from Lidl. For dessert, we had hazelnut ice cream.
In the evening, I took my meds, sprayed Nasonex into my nose, and did the evening skincare regiment.
Tomorrow I will ride my bicycle to my parents' home. My father will give me the weekly allowance, and I will call my granny. As for the money, I will pay Mirette back for buying me pizza and veggie meat balls.