:: rachel. more than just a word ::
...Rachel. More Than Just A Word...
May 12, 2007
dream dream dream
I have been having really odd dreams lately. Can't really use the word odd though...cause dreams doesn't usually make any sense. So ANYHOO....First there was the baby seal. Then a few days back I had this crazy adventure in random random scenes. Some scenes slotted in was similar to some Indiana Jones or McGyver stunt act plus some horror scene from "The Resurrection" (Really freaky. Not a blockbuster movie. Won't expect you to know it. Found the CD in my pile of OLDDD VCDs) and not forgetting some gummy-bears here and there. I can't really recall the dream though. Come on. It was more than 60 hours back.
Anyway, this morning, I woke up and yet another adventure. Dream is still fresh in my head. So...the story goes like this, there's this girl (God knows who. Randomness calls) sitting next to this other girl sitting beside me. (Means I was sitting in between. No debates. I am telling you. Screw grammar and order of sentences) So anyway, this random girl stole my friend's stuff when she was hitching a ride with him. *Gassspp* (Drama, drama) She was happily selling everything off and bought tones and tones of clothes of the money she made. Well. We found out about it. For some reason or rather, I played the Catholic priest and I brought her into repentance and she became my mentee.
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Who calls for a wow? Anyone? *Ngyeehh* You should swim in my head, then and only then you will feel the excitement.
There was a time when I much younger, wayyyy back in 1990s, I used to have this dream repeatedly played. There's the part where someone chases after my dad and I, in the dark. And we will run through the jungle to this huge mansion. In the mansion, we will hide in the same study room. You know, those rich man's office with the green clickity light and huge desk. The same thing happens in the room each time. My dad will try to make contact with someone through the sundial phone but the wire's cut off. Then we will look around the room and hide under the huge desk.
The same dream keeps rewinding itself and playing again and again like a broken record player. It lasted for a few years. Then it just stopped. But it's so vivid that it's tattoed in my hippocampus.
Dreams...
11:44:00 AM
the one who speaks
rachel
bits and crumbs
Once upon a time there was a cow. Yes. A cow. And this cow had a friend. Friend was a sheep. See, both of them were green. In that place they lived in, all things were made green. The mushrooms, the potato land, the trees, the mosquitoes. And suddenly came down a star, CRASHING down to their planet, and ALL things became kalerful! And that star was ME. Rachelli. Ngyahahaha. *Scwoll down pwease*
