Another Weird Dream

This one involved Girls Aloud.

They are getting odder by the day.

So anyway, Girls Aloud were walking around somewhere, it looked like an outside shopping place, and then suddenly that ginger one (I forget her name) exploded into a billion pieces, all the girls were looking puzzled but then began to run away as the explosion turned into a red ribbon?

Two of the girls got caught straight away and disappeared and the other two, Kimberley and Cheryl I think carried on running. They then split up and thought they had lost the ribbon but Kimberley got caught and disappeared, which left Cheryl. She hid under this table in a side alley and thought she had lost it, but alas, she was found and dragged around the corner disappearing.

Then all of a sudden all the 4 girls were holding onto this red ribbon and flying, because that ginger one turned into a phoenix and was holding them. Hair blowing in the wind etc and loads people running behind them in awe. Then they went down this dark road, big road, but very dark, and people were crossing the road and this one person crossed the road at the speed of light gushing them all down onto the floor.

He was smartly dressed in a black suit, and even he was on the floor. They all got up and were like, “what did you do that for? Who the hell are you?” and I saw him dusting off his suit but before I could see his face, I woke up.

WHO WAS IT!?

Weird dreams hey! It seemed almost x-men like to me, what do you think?

Weird Dreams...

I've been having weird dreams as of late.

First one was a few nights ago...

Can’t really remember much, like an old friend (and ex) was in it and he was drinking beers with his mates… but before that I was with another close mate and we decided we were going to go on a road trip some where? Wales or Ireland or something… then my other old friend (and ex) walked in and we were all talking and laughing and we asked if he wanted to come and he was like yeah!

Then we were on a school bus going to this road trip? Lots of green scenery etc..

Then it jumped to being at a pub but we were all sitting outside drinking stuff, then his friends came over? They were blurry, don't really know who they were lol and my other girlfriend and I went to the loo or something and when we got back that boys were like yeah yeah look what we've done and then people who were drinking strated being sick everywhere? Like I couldn't see them physically you know, vomming… but like they were then he started to walk off and I was trying to chase him to ask what was going on etc and it was like a really hard chase, up hill down hill… and then he was at the top of this hill and had a bucket of red paint?

Finally got to the bottom of a hill and he walked into a pub and I walked in behind him and was like "whats going on?" etc and he went off at me on how I say that no one understands me and how I feel people are crap etc (which was said earlier in the dream when I was talking ot him and cindy) and he said maybe you are the one who doesn't understand anyone else, You're too wuick to judge rather than find out whats going on… and I got upset and walked off and was crying and stuff…. And soon after my girl friend came behind me and asked if I was ok.

I was like no, I know he didn't make anyone sick, I just wanted to know why he hangs around with a bunch of idiots, everyone in the pub was laughing at me and whatever, I didn't do anything wrong? We carried on walking and then there were lots of shoe shops, we were looking at shoes, red ones. And I saw some I wanted… then I saw her look behind us and smile and I was like what?

And he had come up and grabbed me and hugged me and apologied for being an arse and that what my girl friend said was right, that it's not me and I didn't think he done anything, I just wanted to know why he was hanging with idiots… and then my alarm went off ...

Dream number one! This was on Friday.

Now last night I had another ODD DREAM!

It's a bit fuzzy but I remember standing next to Elton John who was on his White Piano and I was a fan? (I don't even like Elton John?? Rocketmaaaaaaaan) and all these people kept coming around the corner saying things and he was all yeah yeah yeah, then everything went dark or something? And I was walking around and walked into a sofa that my friend was sitting on?????

And I sat down and we started talking and stuff... I can't remember what we were talking about. Think it was a heart to heart... Then we like... I don't know, cuddled? kissed? ... That's all I remember really before I woke up and was like WTF?

Seriously, anyone want to give me some light into what they mean? I may need to sit down and analyise all this. It's very odd.

Sweetcorn, Tea and the Flu.

I'm sitting here drinking a cup of tea and thinking, don't we all just hate Mondays? I mean seriously, Mondays... Monday is the day of the moon (Latin). Now when you think of the moon, you think of night time, and what do people do at night time unless of course you are a) crazy, b) an insomniac? That's right, give yourself a star... SLEEP!

Monday should officially be the day of sleep. I have decided to crown it the day of sleep. Monday glooms are no more for now Monday is the day of the sleep.

So the usual working hours apply 8 – 4pm and waking up this morning feeling like the insides of my nose had exploded is not a good feeling. I have been through the day with my nose deciding that it was going to leak at random so I might as well sit here with a tissue stuffed up my nose. How attractive am I on a scale of 1 – 10? 10 being fitty and 1 being I feel nauseous... I'm going to go with 3.

Some interesting other things I was reading about Monday that the day after Easter is known as Black Monday. It says on dictionary.com that the reason for it's reputation as Black Monday is a mystery but these people are so 1756 isn't it obvious? BLACK MONDAY! The day after Easter Sunday... what do people do on Easter Sunday? Eat shit loads of chocolate until they can't physically eat any more, or until you run out of chocolate. So Black Monday is named as such because you spend the whole day feeling sick and vowing never to eat chocolate ever again. Black Monday!

Now the dictionary also says it's the second day of the week... how is this possible? I thought in the biblical sense Sunday was the last day of the week known as the day of rest? You know, God made the world in 6 days and on the 7th he lay to rest. Or something. So how can it possibly be the second day of the week? I think someone has got their wires crossed in le bible... or I may have just proven that God doesn't exist... HOLD THE FORT!!! HOW DARE I SAY SOMETHING SO BLASPHEMOUS!! Meh... I'll get over it.

I hate Mondays.

More so when I feel like little gnomes are chiselling away at the insides of my nose.