Freaky Dreams!!!!!!!!!
Sunday night
I was in Uncle Kevin's garage where he had my car except it was blue hung up on end like a dead shark and he was spraying the doors red and looked really pleased about it. I was horrified but before I could say anything a swarm of guinea pigs that on closer inspection were pugs wearing pinstripe suits (with a handkerchief in the breast pocket) began talking to me (in a cockney accent). As the talking pug was gesturing I noticed it had a ring on every finger, I asked mum what it was and she called it by a really odd very ling latin name, I was confused. Then I woke up.
Monday night
My mum works for Birmingham Women's Aid so I have no idea where she works as they are all safe houses, but I dreamt that her and a woke college were really drunk and she's called me to pick them up from work. They were both fired, Mum didn't care and I had to earn enough money to pay the rent or we'd be thrown out of the house. So I drove around all day and was paid in Haribo (don't know who by) I then ate the green ones so it wasn't enough to pay the rent.
Tuesday night
The sky turned red and the sun appeared to be sucking clouds and birds towards it. The news was reporting that global warming had finally come to a head and the earth was being sucked towards the sun and would be destroyed in the next few days. Noone seemed bothered or scared but began planning partys and get-togethers (I am guessing to say goodbye) all they would keep saying is that atleast we are all going together noone will be sad or left behind. I seemed to be the only person who was sacred of the fact that in a matter of hours the earth would blow up and we would all be crispy. It made me think of the bit in Terminator2 when she is by the fence watching the children play and she burns from a nuclear bomb or something.... yeah nice.
After these odd dreams I always wake up feeling so very drained and like i've had no sleep.
Ug! Too much crap roaming around my head... if only I had a pensive, what a good nights sleep that would be.
I was in Uncle Kevin's garage where he had my car except it was blue hung up on end like a dead shark and he was spraying the doors red and looked really pleased about it. I was horrified but before I could say anything a swarm of guinea pigs that on closer inspection were pugs wearing pinstripe suits (with a handkerchief in the breast pocket) began talking to me (in a cockney accent). As the talking pug was gesturing I noticed it had a ring on every finger, I asked mum what it was and she called it by a really odd very ling latin name, I was confused. Then I woke up.
Monday night
My mum works for Birmingham Women's Aid so I have no idea where she works as they are all safe houses, but I dreamt that her and a woke college were really drunk and she's called me to pick them up from work. They were both fired, Mum didn't care and I had to earn enough money to pay the rent or we'd be thrown out of the house. So I drove around all day and was paid in Haribo (don't know who by) I then ate the green ones so it wasn't enough to pay the rent.
Tuesday night
The sky turned red and the sun appeared to be sucking clouds and birds towards it. The news was reporting that global warming had finally come to a head and the earth was being sucked towards the sun and would be destroyed in the next few days. Noone seemed bothered or scared but began planning partys and get-togethers (I am guessing to say goodbye) all they would keep saying is that atleast we are all going together noone will be sad or left behind. I seemed to be the only person who was sacred of the fact that in a matter of hours the earth would blow up and we would all be crispy. It made me think of the bit in Terminator2 when she is by the fence watching the children play and she burns from a nuclear bomb or something.... yeah nice.
After these odd dreams I always wake up feeling so very drained and like i've had no sleep.
Ug! Too much crap roaming around my head... if only I had a pensive, what a good nights sleep that would be.