Friday, April 14, 2006

some really weird dream

I had the weirdest dream the other night! It really creeped me out. Why on earth did I dream about this? I have no idea!
It was like I was in this place; it was some function with those yummy sandwiches and savouries. I was slightly dressed up. This Asian woman came up to me and started talking to me about this wedding thing. I figured out that she was actually my mum. She told me that I was getting married the next day. I asked whom to, coz I defiantly had on idea about it. She said she had arranged it with the guy’s parents. Eeeekk! An arranged marriage! I made all sorts of objections like the best one was that I had only been legally able to marry for only one month! I’m only 16!
So we went back to the house. It was someone else’s I was told. I was staying in this really big room with a spa pool in the middle. The only problem was that there were stairs leading into the room, from another room up top, which’s the weird thing about dreams, there is no privacy.
I was alone in a dark room pulling faces at myself in the mirror, practicing my walking down the isle face. It was a terribly angry and upset face sure to put anyone off smiling at me. I could hardly stop myself crying. I realised that the next night I would have to spend with some creep I had never met. I resolved to say no at the altar whatever anyone said. They couldn’t make me do this.
I awoke to a crash of thunder [this is still my dream by the way]. The lightning spread across the sky. I was lying on the bed fully clothed. I saw the spa pool in the middle of my room and thought I might have a go trying to turn it on. I got up. Stretched. And made the muttering sounds you make when you are trying to keep yourself comfortable.
I was halfway to the spa pool when I heard a sound.... Like someone walking around. Someone was spying on me. I looked up and there were my little sisters, crawling around just before the stairs. " Ha, I can see you!" I said. They didn’t reply. That’s when I heard it. Some kind of mumbling, it sounded like someone was meditating in another language, like someone was pronouncing a curse of some sort, it created the feeling of evil around me. I shivered. " Lidy is that you?" I asked, "stop it you're giving me the creeps"
Eeek! I turned around, and there he was, a guy dressed in grey sitting on the steps. He had a mask on so I did not know who he was. He had a friend who was obviously his boss who stood behind him holding the two little girls. They had gags around their mouths and hands ties behind their backs. I tried to scream but you know how it is, my throat was dry. They tied me up too and held us in the empty spa.
Showing us their guns when sat on the edges still murming in that foul tongue.
It was nearly dawn when they turned to us. They shot one of my sisters in the arm, the other in the leg. Then turned to me, pulling at my hair they stared into my eyes laughing. They were going to shoot me in the head. I tried to scream through my gag and lunged at him just as he pulled the trigger.
Down below us there was a carport. My ‘groom to be’, was arriving with his family, for some reason they arrived early.
When the guy pulled the trigger he actually missed me, just beside my neck. The bullet blew through the spa and went right through the floor; it even went through the car's roof. It hit my "groom to be” right in the head and killed him.
Yay!!!
The bad guys ran off and us three girls were left in agony in the empty spa.
That was good, I didn’t have to marry that dude after all!
So yeah, that was my really weird dream! I have no idea where I got the idea! I think my imagination’s broke.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

The hairstylerunner

Last night I challenged my little sister to a shower race. It was amazing, that was probably the fastest shower I have ever had. I was in and out [of the actual bathroom] within 5 minutes. It took my sister about 10… hahhaha!
So I am not the one using up all the hot water!
After our showers we ripped up an old sheet that had animals riding around on trains on it into ruler sized pieces. After spending about half an hour combing my other little sisters hair [really knotty!!! Like a bird’s nest!] We settled down for the next two hours to curl each other’s hair. As you may have guessed all three of us are cursed with very straight hair and sometimes wish to have a bit of body in it. So we twisted… and twisted… and twisted our hair up into little round thingamys, which in my youngest sister’s hair slightly resembled sheep poo. We named her the poop-smith. My other sister looked so funny with all the rags fluffing about her head that she named herself the haristylerunner. They just called me crazy old Therese…nice ay.
This morning we awoke feeling extremely relaxed. The blobs of hair all over our heads felt like they were massaging our heads all night.
As soon as we had the opportunity we undid our hair. It took us ages and there were a lot of screams of pain… but hey it was fun.
When we had finished undoing our hair we all filed into my room to look in the mirror. It was hilarious! We looked like hairy monsters! With squeals of delight we started to do our hair like we were princesses. Yeah, we have a thing for princessey stuff at the moment. I wonder if it is because we just went to the Beauty and the Beast stage musical? It was absolutely awesome by the way!!!
Ahem, my hair looks like a big puffball now. The problem is that we didn’t really realise that we had to go out tonight.
Oh well.