the place between sleep and dreams

*shivers*

I had one of the scariest and creepiest dreams of my life, last night! :o :(

Some dude, attacked me in my own bed while I was sleeping!!! It felt so real! In the dream, he actually woke me up from a dream, so here I am, dreaming that I am awake, dreaming that it's real, dreaming that some dude has got me by the neck!

I panic (of course)... and dare I believe it! (LOL) ... I pull the scissors move on the guy; pushing him away from me and looping my legs forward to wrap them around his neck. I'm able to pull him off me that way and hold him locked. I'm so pissed off by this moment (and scared sh*tless) that all I do is lunge for his neck and start choking him!

Here's the creepiest part, the guy had the clearest face I have EVER seen in a dream. NEVER have I seen a face much clearer than looking at a blurry picture of someone from far away. Even those who I know and recognize are never really quite clearly depicted. But this guy... I could pick him out of a crowd any day now. He had cinnamon brown skin and green eyes. His face was wrinkled but he was young. His hair was brown and dirty, sticking up in most places. The man had a creepy grin too :(

I demanded to know who he was and why he was trying to kill me... and he just grinned :(

He showed me his feet. Their soles were badly burned. I could see to the flesh, and some pieces of charbroiled skin were still hanging from it.

"HOW THE F*CK DOES THAT TELL ME WHO YOU ARE??????"

Then, he handed me a green money note (much like the U.S. dollar bill). It depicted a caravan of camel-riders on a desert trek (on both sides) and it was numbered: 130.

Somehow, the dude disappeared and I was battling to wake up. I threw my arms up, punched and kicked the wall, screamed at the top of my lungs... but I still couldn't get my back off the bed, or raise my head.

Then I woke up... and I reached for my bedside lamp... and it wouldn't turn on...

I jumped (literally) out of bed and tried the other lights... hallway, bathroom... none worked.

I ran into my parents' bedroom and I woke up my dad and told him about the dream. He said he had the same dream. And, we realized someone was in the house. We went to the kitchen (where the door to the outside is) and then I saw some guy, wearing sunglasses and holding my baseball bat, walk from my parents' bedroom to mine.

I tried to tell my parents, but my mouth was dry and numb. I could barely move my heavy tongue! But I managed (with much effort and hand gestures) to get the message through.

Then I saw a woman carrying a vacuum cleaner from my parents' room to mine. Again, I fought to get the info to my parents. But I gave up. I just ran down the hallway and jumped into the darkness of my room. I grabbed the end of the vacuum cleaner and pulled on it, yelling out countless obscenities.

And when I worried about the guy with the bat... I heard my father beside me struggling with him in the dark. As I struggled with the vacuum cleaner bitch, I woke up for real. At 3 o'clock in the morning.

Strangely, I didn't wake up with a jolt. I simply opened my eyes slowly into reality. Frozen, of course. ;)

And when I went to turn on my bedside lamp... it didn't work! :o True, I was turning the switch the wrong way, but still! LOL Gave me quite the shivers! LOL :)

It's 5am now and I'm still getting goosebumps just remembering it!

Roob'n

Boooooorring!

Ok, so today I didn't go out EITHER....... BUT I start work on Thursday so I'm already working on that asleep-at-night/awake-during-day schedule ;) So tomorrow I go out and do things. What exactly is it that I'm going to do... I don't know.

Roob'n

Sheesh!

I start work again soon, and I am SO very excited!!! :) Yay!

I've been meaning to go to the movies, but I've been very lazy lately LOL Instead, I've been renting stuff LOL

I rented the Austin Powers movies, so I'll be watching the follow-up, in theaters, soon! :) Let you know all about that later :)

Funniest thing, maybe it happened to Kim too, I got an e-mail from some chick... and I thought we had a fan!!! It was regarding our Blog and I was excited to open it... only to find out it was an advertisement to get the Blog signed up to a search engine service!!!

Gosh that sucked!!! LOL

I wanted to talk about Road to Perdition last night, and forgot. I even remembered that a while back I had forgotten to talk about Men In Black II as well!

Anyway, MiB 2 is awesome :) Very funny. I liked it better than the first one, and Rosario Dawson wasn't half-bad either ;) Yeah, so I think 1 in every 4 girls I see are cute! So what! LOL ;) :p

I hated American Beauty, but I'm a big fan of Sam Mendes' follow-up flick! It's a warm film. Very spectacular, especially the sound. I loved the music (even if it was very American Beautyish; but that happens lol) and I loved the impact that each and every gunshot made. So what?! Gunshots! That's in so many movies! But I got goosebumps, 'cause Mendes decided to blare 'em through the surround sound speakers, surprising for a very quiet kinda film. The tommy-gun was my favorite LOL. ssshhhh BANG BANG BANG! Very nice touch. :)

Also!!! When I came home after watching that movie Saturday night (last night), Vénus Beauté (Institut) was on TV! :D Yay! Faboulous French movie!!! Audrey Tautou (Amelie) is in this movie! She won some awards for her role in this; although I didn't see the big deal, and she wasn't even the lead or had much screen time. But dammit she was hella cute and she deserves all the awards they wanna give her! LOL And I don't mean cute as "damn she's hot" (though she kinda is LOL). I mean cute as in you just wanna clone her and raise chillen! LOL That sounds sick LOL but really, hugs from her would be da coolest! Her smile rocks :)

Anyway, go see MiB 2, Road to Perdition, and rent (or catch on cable) Venus Beauty Institute! Have fun! Good night! Buhbye!

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I had the longest dream (I can remember ever having) last friday night. It all began at an airport. But this airport was big as a city! And it was sorta futuristic. In its design at least. The halls were curved (like I was walking down huge pipes). Most was made of glass. Vid-screens everywhere. Everything was automated. It was very movie-like. Even the planes had this "shuttle" look to them, as if from 3025 or something LOL Anyway, this place had many floors; all, accessible by lifts and escalators. I don't mean lifts as in the british word for elevator. No, I mean real lifts. Platforms without sides, where I just stood... and whoosh... they'd lift me to the next floor! And in this 'airport' there were living areas (hotels, resorts), malls, amusement parks (even in-door water parks), factories, schools, the whole shebang! But it was all an airport, 'cause I could always see planes outside (on runways), and there were always people carrying luggage. All over the place!

Now, already the dream had been long. 'Cause I had spent a great deal of time walking (exploring) this huge structure. But by no means did my dream end anytime soon.

I was looking for something (or someone), I don't know. I could feel it. The loss, and need for it. Then a girl with short black hair cut close to her head (I must be watching Amelie too much LOL) approached me. As with most attractive women in my dreams... she, I'd never seen before. But she was beautiful, and she was carrying lots of luggage. And she had walked up to me, talked to me, and greeted me with a very tight warm hug. It's kinda hazy whether she kissed me or not, but I think maybe she did.

Anyway, it was clear to me that she was the love of my life. This strange, dark-haired girl that I had come to meet at the airport. And I was the love of hers. We walked hand in hand (each carrying an equal amount of her luggage, that for some reason didn't equal the amount she had begun with), and we talked and laughed and smiled at each other a lot. I have no idea what in the world she told me, but it seems it was all about the place she had been at, and what she had done there. Whatever it was, it was making me exquisitely happy just to listen to her.

We ended up at this hotel/space station, where people had to get quarantined to get in and slept in cubicle apartments. Some female voice through an invisible speaker told us that the apartment was newly-built and all the plant decorations were artificial. I agree, needless information.

Anyway, we spent the entire night laying on our (extremely comfy) inflatable bed (already inflated when we had come in LOL) just talking about .... help me, I can't remember a word that was spoken! LOL But we talked and talked (and laughed and cuddled) until finally we went to sleep.

When I woke up, she wasn't there.

Instead, I found someone else sleeping on the inflatable bed. I was on the floor. I woke her up and recognized her. My friend (and fraternity brother) Cooky had a crush on this one girl... well, that was the girl that I found in the morning LOL She told me that I had been relocated and that my room was now somewhere else. After she heard my cries of worry, she explained two things: She didn't know anything about a pretty girl with short black hair, and I was to trust her I had slept on the floor the entire night. When I asked her where my new room was, the automated female speaker-voice answered for her. The machine told me I was to find the building name and room number in my 'tourist' brochure. Instinctively, I looked inside a duffel bag (that I was sure was mine, even though I never had it 'til that point). Cooky-crush-girl asks me to calm down and not to fret; but I lose control, and panic when I can't find any brochure in my belongings.

I run out of the room. Back to the giant hallways (with lifts and escalators) of the giant city-airport. I call out her name. Although I can't for the life of me remember what it was now... And I bet there never was a name and all I was calling out was a gibberish of some sort. But she was my girl and I had to find her. I loved her very much. I had to find her!

I had been running for quite some time, and I had gotten lost in the immense futuristic airport, when gunshots rang out and crowds around me started panicking. Suddenly I had a gun in my hands! I saw some dude in a black overcoat running down some escalators that were going up. I gave chase. I slid down a ramp that was carrying suitcases and I caught up to the guy and jumped on him and tackled him.

"WHERE IS SHE!?? WHERE IS SHE??!?", I kept asking him. But the fellow only grinned before responding, "Too late. She's already dead". The bastard hands me a brochure that has my name on it. My 'tourist' brochure! I open it quickly and read the name of the building and room number under the amount of the price paid for lodging. While I'm doing this, the guy gets up and runs away. I let him. I have somewhere else I have to be.

I run in the opposite direction and get on lots of different lifts; suddenly knowing where I was going. I reach a large circular room (made of glass) with doors along the sides on two stories. It was my building. There was a see-through ramp (also made of glass) that went around the edge of the room, to reach the upper doors. I run up this ramp, going around in a circle, to reach the highest door. It was my room-door. The door, too, is made of glass... but I can't see through it! There's nothing behind it, only darkness. When I approach it, the door slides open automatically. Filled with fear, I jump into the nothingness, the pitch black space... yelling her name... hearing my own echo... yelling her name...

She was in there. I know it. But the answer to that... is not in the waking world...

Roob'n

I may have a lot of things to talk about, but not know where to start. So I'll just jumble it up into one big outburst. I just hope I make sense to whoever's out there listening.

My life, recently, is dull. I'm not enjoying myself as much as I should. But that's probably 'cause I've not much to do! However, soon I'll start my busy days anew. Work, maybe school. Sometimes I feel I should just get out and do something. Anything! Anything other than waiting around for the day to come when I'm supposed to do something I'm supposed to do. Like work. And how pathetic may it be that going out to the video store can cause such a rush. First of all, I haven't driven my car since it was re-filled with new power steering fluid; so that was a total blast. Turning the wheel blissfully; like I was new at driving again, and I was driving that one-handed "cool" kinda driving. Second, I left after dark. I hadn't driven after dark in a while. Now, understand that I'm a night person. So, the thrill of leaving my house, is infinitely doubled in three, when I go out at night! But that's not what makes me happy. Nor is renting and watching my favorite movie of all time; the most beautiful Schindler's List. What makes me happy is....

I digress. Earlier in the week, I called my fraternity house (thousands of miles away, across the water) and I talked to one of my brothers. It seems things are going well during the summer, and the last year was great. And this upcoming school year, looks promising. It was good to hear from him, and reminisce. :) It's important to know that I lived in that house for a time, and I miss it fondly. I miss my brothers too, but the promise of a good career lies away from the college in which my chapter is located. I do dream of visiting. Often! If only I could go wherever I wanted to go... for free.

Later in the week, I called another of my brothers (one of my faves and closest) at his home. He just got married (to one of my favorite people from over there) and is living with his wife. I called to chat, reminisce, and generally feel good. Talking to him always makes me feel good.

Some time, I also talked to my blood-brother (I only have one brother, who coincidently enough is also a member of the fraternity lol). He's the guy I turn to for anything, 'cause I've had him at my side all throughout childhood and I'll be damned if I let a few thousand miles change that! We talk long-distance over the phone as if one of us had simply walked into the same room as the other and started a casual conversation. I guess it helps knowing the other person's features and gestures so well, that you could almost believe you can see them next to you. We talk... and we laugh. And that makes me feel good. It makes me feel good when he puts his 2-year-old daughter on the line and tells me to listen how she can say "Uncle Ruben", like even though she hasn't seen me in over a year, he's taught it to her anyway. It makes me feel good when he tells me what he dreamt about and asks me about making it into a movie. It makes me feel good to know that he'd want to hug me just as bad as I'd like to hug him. And that I'd like to hug my niece just as bad as he'd like me to hug her.

What makes me happy is that I know... I KNOW no matter how alone and dull I feel. No matter how much I feel I'm not enjoying myself. I'm not alone. And I am loved. And my life's not dull because of those in it. And they enjoy me.

Of course this includes you, my good friend Kimmeroonies. Thank you. And thank you Kurt, and Jennifer and Cooky, y gracias Rene :) And lotsa hugs and kisses to Carra :)

Now I need to get out there, out of my summer laziness vacation, and find some people to love back! :) I need to find someone and let them know they are enjoyed. :)

LOL

Well... I wouldn't exactly phrase it like that :)

but don't you think it needs a little spicing up! ... ?

Something to keep you comin' back for more! ... ?

:D

LOL

I fear that the most interesting part of our Blog, Kim, is that we have LINKS to other people's interesting Blogs!

lol :-)

I was supposed to get a job, among other things.

I called my boss today. She said I can start work on Aug. 1st.

See the thing is, summer break. School's out. Job's out. But now it's 'back to school'. But it was looking like it wouldn't be 'back to job'.

Today, I fixed everything (concerning work). Today, I feel better than yesterday. Tomorrow, I'll miss feeling today...

Q: What is wrong with being an angry person that is always right???

..........

A: You end up hurting people TWICE!

Ah yes... Today...

Well Kim, today is great. As great as can be! As great as it always is! Except for days that I forget...

I didn't get to do ANY of the things I wanted to do today... so... tomorrow I shall try again.

Today, I actually have things to do! I guess that means I'll post again tonight to tell how I fared. ;)

Roob'n

I am disappointed. In myself, and the way things have turned out for myself. I'm not able to post here, daily, as I expected. As I wanted. I'm not sure exactly what it is that's got me down, or when it was that it happened, but I'm not as chipper as I should be. As I'm used to being. I wasn't even very intriguing last week! LOL When you bottle so many feelings inside... you have no idea what they are or what to do with them when they finally burst out. I don't even know if I'll feel this way tomorrow. I'm not even sure I didn't feel this way yesterday. So much for the dailies and weeklies... Another failed attempt. Add it to the list, Roob! LOL But maybe I'll get inspired, and the Blog may have a poema next month...

Dream of the Day= I'm back in college (in Alabama), and I'm working in the theater (as usual). I have a part in the most recent play; about a man who's waiting for his ride at the bus stop, but will not get anywhere unless he learns to deal with his true self. Sort of, like a shallow man's battle against his subconscious. (Or at least, that's what I perceived the play was about LOL).

I played the man's subconscious. Just a guy talking to a man at a bus stop. However, I kept forgetting my lines and missing my cues.

Bullsh*t!!! I never knew my lines and my cues!!! LOL They expected me to shine (supposedly after weeks of preparation) when I'd only just been tossed into this play (dream) seconds earlier!!! LOL

It was bad. LOL But I improvised, and somehow, the show didn't turn out miserably. However, I never saw/dreamt the end of it.

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Blah

I have had a mostly boring week... :(

Kim, perhaps my deams are just plain whacky :) In a way where analyzing them will only bring electrical melted-candy pain to your brain... and anyone else's around you... :/ But keep 'em comin'! LOL :D ;)

And come back to us already!!!!!!!!! :) We miss da Kim. Blogger says so...

Dream of the Day= *sigh* I'm back in high school. But I'm the principal. And seventh graders fill the classrooms (dunno why). And they think I'm cool. (dunno why) ...

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Today...

Dream of the Day= I'm at some sort of apartment complex, and my wristwatch tells me it's just past 5 in the morning. Now, in real life, I don't wear a wristwatch. LOL I enter an apartment with its door open like its my own. But I know it's not. My friend Justin lives there. He's an old friend in real life. My best friend I haven't seen in 8 years, haven't talked to him in 2.

We hang out. We talk. We reminisce. We play video games LOL But then he's gone... And I find myself in a different apartment! I step outside...

When I exit the apartment, a dog attacks me!!! A vicious black and brown dog (maybe a mutt) that was fat but had teeth like a knife! He snarled at me with a drooling mouth... and I ran back in to the apartment. But he crashed through the wall! He overtakes me and bites me in the arm, but I break free... and run!

I run from bedroom to bedroom, in the bathroom, out the kitchen (this was some weird apartment with each room having some sort of connection with all the others), and the thing still followed me! I could slam doors on his face, place obstacles, and I would still find a snarling monstrosity behind me!!!

I panicked, and I started jumping through the ceilings! Seriously! I jumped from floor to floor, from apartment to apartment... and the little s.o.b. would STILL catch up to me! Somehow, he could climb stairs just as fast as I could jump through ceilings!!! LOL

I was pissed off! >:( So I decided to kill the lil *#@%^*! I climbed out of a window, and started up the side of the building, using the drainpipes. The dog followed!!! I jumped onto a tree that would take me to the roof. The dog followed!!!

Finally, when I got to the roof, I saw what I was looking for. A glass cupula about the size of a clothes dryer. I hurrily open it, and climb inside the glass bubble. Locking it shut, the dog presses its nasty face against it, and snarls at me some more!

"Bye Bye, doggy!". The bubble blasts off! Upwards! And so I fly in my little "jetson" rocket to the clouds, leaving the dog down there... and BOOM! A mushroom cloud rises from where the dog had been. Heheh. That'll teach the dog to mess with someone in an apartment building that is also a nuclear detonator. Mwahahahahaha! LOL

After the bomb exploded, the dream switched to inside a movie theater, and I watched as the hero flew away in his bubble-saucer. The next scene: some mad scientists protesting over the hero's victory against the maniacal dog. Then, one of the scientists picks up a kitten and the kitty growls fiercely! Credits roll, along with some hip-hop rock'n'roll music. :)

Next thing I know (who knows what happened in between!) I'm with my brother, and we're about to walk inside some sort of building, on some sort of college campus. Suddenly, people around us start yelling and running and panicking. The building's security guard pulls out his gun and points it towards the side of the building (where I can't see) and yells for people to move away. BANG! He shoots, he smiles, he says, "Got it".

My brother looks very concerned. Fear-stricken. And he runs from the front of the building, to whatever the guard shot. I follow him, running. My brother passes a body on the ground (students already standing around it) and runs towards another circle of students forming nearby. I see through a gap of the students, that the body is MY BROTHER! But he's a younger version. He's wearing clothes he used to wear in high school.

I give chase to my brother, yelling at him, "Tell me! Tell me!". When I reach him, he's kneeling next to another body (where the other circle of students was). This body belonged to some chick I didn't recognize. My brother gets up, sadness on his face, and he runs off across the campus yard. I chase him.

"What year?!?", I ask him, yelling after him, "WHAT YEAR!!!!???!!!!!!".

"1995!!!!!", he answers angrily.

"Where is it!!??!", I still yell after him, "Where did you park it!!??"

"It's not a car! It's not a machine! It just happens!!!!!", is his angry reply.

Suddenly, he stops. I reach him. And we're standing alone on some hilltop.

"I'M GOING WITH YOU!!!!!!", for some reason I still yell at him.

"GRAB ONTO MY HAND!!!!", he tells me.

I grab his hand... and we start to fade... the world around us fades...

And I realize now that that's exactly what happens... every time I wake up. ;)

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Again...

Dream of the Day= I was back in high school, and one of the teachers (that, oddly, resembled my freshman year homeroom teacher by voice and gestures, but not by face or physique) was being real mean! She kept rolling her eyes whenever a student wanted to participate. She laughed and scolded whenever someone didn't understand anything. She taunted some of the students by making fun of them. She was being a real b*tch!

Then, outside of the classroom, some girls start making commotion. Our teacher stops the class to go out and yell at them to be quiet. Then she goes red in the face as she gasps and unleashes a furious fit, which included enough foul language to fill a dictionary, that ended with her taking her shoe off and hurling(!) it at one of the girls...

Now, from inside the classroom, we can't see a thing. We can only see our teacher near the door. The rest, we hear. And when that shoe hit that girl with that "kchunk!" and that girl started yelping... all hell broke loose! LOL

The students (from both, inside my classroom and most other classrooms) stormed the teacher outside in the hall, creating a mob of angry high schoolers ready to take her down! Mostly, they just crowded her and threatened her. But she was still standing there, still audacious enough to yell back at the kids.

I had gone to see what was going on (from the safety of the classroom doorway) and I could see the girl had her face badly bleeding, and she was crying. Soon enough, a group of classmates took her away. And then another (bigger!) group hauled the teacher away. To report her or kill her, I have no idea.

It was then that I was left alone. The classroom and hallway had been deserted. But I was startled to find another student beside me! I recognized him instantly and I greeted him with a "Hey! I haven't seen you in a long time!". After the friendly greetings and taps in the back, I proceeded to ask him if he felt weird being in high school again. "Don't you feel strange being here for a fifth year? Isn't it funny how dreams can be, that when we wake up from this we'll be college-age and none of this was real?". He said "no". And that he didn't understand what I was talking about. I tried to explain to him that it was all a dream.

I said, "If this was real, could I do this?". And I hopped, hoping to fly, like I'm used to easily doing in my dreams.

I dropped back down. Splat on the floor.

I got up and tried again. No luck. Ok, ok. I was panicking. This IS a dream, and I CAN fly, dammit! Check this out, I told him. And I went over to the window. As in real life, the classroom was stories up. BUT instead of 4, it seemed hundreds!!! The window itself was not persian, but double. In real life, I wouldn't have a chance(!) to jump out! I opened the double window (one side of it) and stepped out onto the sill. I looked down and the outer wall was different. There was nothing but fog outside, and even the bottom of the fall could not be seen. Only fog.

"If I jump this, I won't die", I told my friend. "If I don't fly, I simply wake up!".

I chickened out. I couldn't jump. So I crawled back inside through the window, and sat curled up inside the classroom. Crying.

When I raised my head, and sniffed back my tears, students were coming back in. But there was also a lady in there, who claimed to be the counselor! Now, she was NOT the counselor! LOL She looked more like one of those chicks from Men In Black! LOL She looked tough and she meant business! LOL She asked me to accompany her, and I lashed out, yelling I was not crazy and that this was just a dream. I ran out of the classroom, with the black-suited woman following behind. Rushing down the stairs, I bumped into a lot of people. Even the janitors gave chase!

When I reached the ground floor (after, whaddaya know, 4 stories), I hurried out of the building. Then, I saw that I had nowhere to go. To the side, the gates to the outside were closed and locked. Behind me, the counselor and the janitors were almost upon me. Ahead of me, the cafeteria. And man... those cafeteria ladies stood there waiting for me like NO other monster in my nightmares!!! LOL

So I jumped...

I landed on the cafeteria roof. From there, I could see the counselor and the janitors just exiting the school building. I looked forward to the high walls of the school and attempted to find my friend. Many students were watching from up there, but I couldn't recognize my friend. But I knew he was up there.

"Hey! Look!!! See??? It IS a dream!!!!!"

I leapt again... and flew...

And I woke up.

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More...

Dream of the Day= I dreamt plenty! LOL

1- I was at my house, living with my parents and my brother like old times, but then he went missing. My parents left to go get him, and I locked up behind them ('cause it was late at night). When I went to my bedroom, I found my parents in theirs!!! They claimed that I was the one that had left in the middle of the night and disappeared (true enough, my brother was home) and that they locked up behind me (true enough, the house was of course locked). And that I hadn't returned! Suddenly I find myself trying to prove to them that I'm not a ghost LOL and that the only way I got into a locked house, was that I had already been inside it and had been the one to lock it !!! LOL ...They didn't buy it.

2- I left a game (or some sort of public activity) and headed out of a public park. I looked for a bus to take home, but couldn't afford those parked outside. They were all tour-like minivans, you know the ones that take you from the airport to hotels. Well, they had A.C. an' all, but nevertheless, they charged a bundle! So, I had to walk to the public bus station, where I could ride a cheap bus home. On the way, some dude with a red shirt walks up to me and pulls a knife on me! Pushing it threateningly against my chest, he doesn't demand anything from me. We just stand in silence for a few moments until I wake up.

Roob'n

I'm not being very successful at being intriguing right this moment... LOL

This Week?

I have no idea what I'm going to do for an entire week without Kimmeroonies.........

This place is gonna suck if I just sit here and type to myself! LOL

I'll try my best to be interesting...... Really. I will. :)

Dream of the Day= I was a spectator at some talent show, which took place in the outdoors, under the sun, at a beautiful plaza like a chinese pagoda. My brother was one of the acts. He parodied a hispanic singer (Cristian Castro, I believe) by singing one of his hits, but changing the lyrics to instead of a romantic ballad for a girl.......... a lovely serenade dedicated to his...guitar! LOL It was hilarious LOL :)

BUT before that... I had a nightmare... which I will only briefly describe (since I remember it a bit hazy)...

This one's also a bit harsh, so... (highlight to read)

There was some guy, some kid. A teenager. I have no idea who he was. But he was being a jerk and decided he wanted to fight me. I'm not a fighter, so I ignored him. But he insisted, and started throwing punches.

I beat him up.

But then he calls his 'gangsta wannabe' friends and they pull out guns... so I run...

I reach the house of an old friend of mine (one I haven't seen in real life for a while) and I sneak into his backyard during the night. I explain that I'm running from a pubescent lunatic with a gun, and he says that I can hide in the house for the night. But somehow the kids know I'm there so they start yelling from the street and waving and shooting their guns in the air. My friend gets angry 'cause they might wake up his parents, and he takes out his OWN gun and shoots the original teen in the head. I'm serious, he blows his head off in the street! :( By this time, the cops arrive. The other kids run away. But I have to watch as my friend runs from the cops, and the cops are shooting at him...

I don't even know why he did it. :( We don't even hang out together anymore...

This past week, I was sonorous... How did that go? Well, I attempted to voice myself more than usual, but that's a little difficult to do in public LOL So, the only thing I really did was sing in the shower :D

Adjective of the Week= intriguing

This week I'll be....... intriguing.

:)

Roob'n

A Trip

Dream of the Day= Last night I had a very interesting dream... If you're somehow squeamishly anti-kinky (LOL) you might wanna pass on it ;) If not! And you're still interested... highlight to read:

I was in a tiny little bus (you know the ones you see in african safari), traveling with some friends. I didn't recognize any of them, but I had the knowledge that they were my friends. I was with 2 girls, 2 guys. They were all my age except for one of the dudes, that was an old guy. The other guy was kinda geeky (your average stereotype nerd you see in movies), and the girls were cute but one of them was feisty (your average stereotype bad-girl from movies LOL). Anyway, we somehow get kicked off the bus and we're walking down a twisty brick-paved road, like ole irish backalleys, and we see a nightclub that we wanna go into, 'cause we wanna dance.

Needless to say, we lose the old guy (or maybe he voluntarily ditches us) and we go into the club. There's your normal music and your normal dancing going on. But then the girls see a section called The Make-Out Museum and they decide they wanna check it out. So we check it out LOL :)

Here's what it was. It was a wide hallway with red velvet carpet and paintings lining the walls. The paintings, however, were actually doors. The doors opened to tiny rooms (each with 2 chairs and lampstand) where people went in to make out! All kinds of people were there. Some were sitting by themselves, waiting for someone to open the door and get interested. To sit and talk... or make out! Now, these rooms were tiny, but clearly popular! LOL 'Cause there were a lot of them, and we could even hear some sensual moaning coming from behind some! The girls find the rooms amusing, but mostly they find the blushing geek even more amusing. So they take him down to The Catacumbs (that's how the neon sign spelled it).

This place... was f*cked up! LOL It pretty much... served the same purpose as the room upstairs LOL except more appropriately LOL This place was the basement. The walls were blue bricks full of moss and adorned with plumbing pipes. The rooms were divided by either simple shower curtains, old wood falling off its hinges, or no doors at all! Down here, was were people got their groove on ;) But this was also the place with the most risk-taking and the less boundaries! Ok, so I find myself suddenly missing my friends... Where the heck did they go!?!

*GRR* So, here I am, opening doors and curtains... looking for my friends and never finding them... I'm either running into lonely naked people waiting for a partner or interrupting some raunchy sexual agendas... There were even dentist chairs in some rooms! People in harnesses! Orgys in rooms no bigger than phone booths! It was a very interesting experience... But I hated it LOL because I had no idea how to get out of the place, and I don't know if I was more frustrated at having been abandoned by friends I couldn't find, or just the suspicion that I was left behind while they were somewhere having a melange d'trois... LOL :p

Kim!!! Have a nice trip and a lot of fun this week! Let us all wish Kim safety and joy in her travels, and remain with her in the duration, and go nuts when she comes back! :) LOL

Later Kim! :) Have a good one! :)

Roob'n

:-)

I'd like to thank a nice chica ;) who gave me origami lessons yesterday, and whom without her kindness we wouldn't be able to enjoy this little piece:

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Fun! Thank Yoooouuuuu! *H* :)

Roob'n

Can You Send Ice Cream??!?

Oh man! The sites here are beautiful! LOL I need to become an internal tourist, I swearta-gawd! ;) :p

I didn't bring my camera yesterday, but I will definitely go out more (and bring a camera!) :)

Kim, if ya take pictures and send 'em (or scan & email 'em), I promise ta do the same! :)

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Dream of the Day= I'm back in high school, and all my old schoolmates are there. Strange, it's like we still go to school there, but we're all college age... lol Hmm...

Anyway, during lunch, a cafeteria lady somehow manages to bump into my lunch-tray and knock it over, so I have to wait for my food again... *sigh* And then after I get out of the line, I'm told that I forgot my drink... *sigh* ...And when I go get it, my friend accidentally tosses it in the garbage 'cause he thought it had been abandoned 'cause it had gone bad... *sigh* ... And then when I return to my eating area... my food is gone! *sigh*...

I woke up really hungry LOL

Roob'n

Aqua-Acting

Dream of the Day= I was at a stadium; huge thing! BUT there was no sports field in the middle. It was a pool! A large pool twice the size of a football field, except oval shaped, and 30-40 feet deep. It was like going to Sea World to watch 100 Shamus, and from bleachers so high, you'd have to use binoculars if you were sitting at the back!

And so, there's a show going on, with the happenings at the water being shown on giantscreens across the stadium. There are some floating stages all around inside the giant pool, with musical bands and poets and play-actors and singers. There was even -yes- dolphin and whale acrobatic shows :)

But what really caught my attention was a female singer that was taping her music video there. I could see camera cranes coming from the edge of the pool looming over her stage. The woman has a beautiful voice but I have no idea what she's singing! LOL

Anyway, suddenly after her song, she drops herself into the water... Just stretches out and lets herself fall over the edge of her stage. The crowds filling the stadium cheer as the band finishes the number while she floats down... down... down...

I see no camera following her, but still there is an underwater shot on one of the giantscreens that shows her face as she plummets slowly underwater, to the bottom of the pool. Her eyes are expressionless. Wide open and dead. She does in fact look dead.

Somehow I find myself at the edge of the pool, and I can see her body press against the floor as she reaches the bottom. Her body is completely motionless.

I ask around to see if she's alright, but everyone around me is already distracted by a new act going on in another of the floating stages. So I scream and yell for somebody to help the woman, 'cause she's down there and she looks unconscious and she could die soon! But no one pays any attention to me. I start crying and some old woman tells me to stop. That the singer is trained for this, she knows what she's doing and she'll be fine.

I don't believe her and I go back to look at the singer again... ready to jump in the water to rescue her if I have to... when she resurfaces!

She has a calm look on her face; full of composure. As she climbs out of the pool, in her drenched outfit, she looks at me... and she smiles.

She's fine, she tells me. It's all part of the show......

In her smile, I saw a mouth-piece, that by merely seeing it, gave me the understanding that it held a few minutes worth of breathing oxygen...

Roob'n

Urgh

It's obvious that my subconscious DOES NOT enjoy sleeping nights... And so I am up again... 12:30 in the morning... :( Which means I will be napping during the day tomorrow, which will lead me to sleepless nights again! .......yippee........ :/

I guess that means I can call up my neighbor and we can start watching James Bond movies again LOL We have a marathon to finish! :)

But I did dream something in the little bit I slept tonight... so look for that later in the morning :) For now, I'll listen to some old CD's and wait for the sun to rise and either go beaching again ...or succumb to slumber...

Kim! Duh! Of course my dreams are bizarre! I always dream interesting :) Otherwise, I wouldn'ta opted to post them every day! ;) heehee :p

Roob'n

Musical

Dream of the Day= Listening to music always affects my dreams. Last night (because now I'm sleeping nights, after having stayed up all day yesterday) I left the radio on while I was sleeping. And......

I was a doctor; although I didn't do much LOL only wear the coat and write prescriptions. And celebrity entertainers visited my consultory. Singers! Of course ;) My patients included: Marc Anthony, Paulina Rubio, Kylie Minogue, and Eminem. There were lots more, including a point in which a bunch came seeking help at once! My office looked like a Grammy Awards after-party!!!

Roob'n

'Tis Morning...

Dream of the Day= I was a deli/restaurant owner, and I was running it with extreme care. As in real life, I was a perfectionist; making sure everything was in order and everybody was where they were supposed to be, doing what they were supposed to be doing. I had reason to be strict, though. A man was visiting. He wanted to buy the business from me, and wanted to make sure that what I had already established there was of good profit. I was dressed up in my favorite blue shirt and tie, and everything was going great. Then, the dude shows up (all suited up, kinda lookin' like a lawyer) and starts criticizing every! little! thing!

Inevitably, we get into a huge argument; I basically yelling at him for being too richly snot-faced and arrogant to realize that for a small business, this was a very prosperous place, and that my employees were working wonderfully and we were... mainly... awesome!

In conclusion, I decided not to sell to the man!

The weird part of the dream was..... that at some points, the man sometimes turned into my father (his face)! Especially when we were arguing loudly... Hmm...

Roob'n

dammit kim! LOL

Now you've made the Blog........ emotional.... YUCK! lol ;)

:-P

I'd Have Built You A Sand-KINGDOM By Now!!! LOL ;)

I'm not the problem... Everybody else is!!! (lol)

Where are my friends from grade school, whom I left when we moved away, but encountered back in high school when we moved back?

Where are my new friends from high school, whom I left when I went to college, but re-encountered when I came back?

Where are my friends from last year's semester, who called all the time while we were still in a class together, but have disappeard now that the semester's over?

I'm tired of making new friends :( I want friends that last!!!! I miss Ivy, and Justin, and Bea, and Mario, and a bunch more!

I wish I had a friend that knew me. That I could see every day. That we could enter each other's houses like we lived there. That we would talk forever no matter how far away we were. That we would share our children, so that they played together... I wish I had a life-long friend... Too late for that now...

I'm sad because I have nobody in my life to say to me: "Hey Ruben, let's go to- What's wrong? Aw, yeah right, I know there's something! What's up? Tell me."

What depresses me is that I can't do what I want to do. I'm trying. We'll see how it works out. But it's depressing (and a little scary) when you have nothing to do; if what you want to do, you can't do.

I'm OUT of my shell. But I find nothing on the outside... No one to meet me with a sign that says "Welcome To Outside Of The Shell"...

Maybe one day... I can find Ivy again... and tell her all she's missed, and ask her about all I've missed... And maybe, even if we don't eat ice cream together or laugh while doing math problems and wondering about the safety (and taste) issues of eating glue... Maybe, we can just sit somewhere together... and be friends...

I wonder if she misses me as much too...

Oh gosh... I don't know if I want to publish this... I've never really told anyone... But why do I keep typing? ...Here goes...

A dream is but a dream is but a dream...

I love to dream :) I am all sorts of happy when I'm in my dreams :) In fact, I'm only happy when I dream! It's sad and depressing really, but that's just what my life is :( I always feel sad and depressed... except when I'm too busy ignoring it or hiding it...

But I can honestly be happy in a dream. Because my dreams are sooo great! and beautiful! and fun! It actually HURTS sometimes when I wake up, 'cause I really liked the dream. I grow fond of whatever life or activity I exercise in the dream, or fall in love with whatever places or people I meet in it... that when it's gone, I miss it. I miss it bad. And it hurts. :(

As for knowing that you're dreaming. I believe you're referring to Lucidity, Kim :) And I'm a very lucid dreamer. It's safe to say that ALL my dreams are lucid dreams! I usually have control over everything, if not over most things... except in nightmares. I can't seem to control a thing in those! LOL Even trying to wake up proves futile most of the time.

But I think that's why I love dreaming so much. Because it's the one place I can do or be... whatever I want! Whatever I desire, is mine at the thought! All my dreams can come true... in my dreams :)

Speaking of which.....

Dream of the Day= My neighbor and I find out that there's a madman in our neighborhood that has stolen all the Earth's water! He's drained all the oceans, rivers, lakes and whatnots..... and run off with every bottle of drinking water in the planet! And somehow replaced all of it (every drop) with his own poisoned water!!!! Water that at the very instant it touches your tongue, turns your mind to a hypnotized jelly, and becomes you his undying servant!

Millions of people have succumbed to this madness already, but my neighbor and I are up for saving the world! We get to the evil Hydro's hideout (that's what the dude decided to call himself) and believe it or not.... it's full of hot young females thirsty for some action! Not to mention bottled water!

We find the switch that inexplicably changes all the water back to normal (as well as the hypnotized people), freeze Hydro in a canister of his own (below-zeroed) poisonous water, pull the switch, rescue the ladies and quench their thirsts! All, dressed in tuxedos and tossing smarty-pant one-liners all over the place! LOL

Been watching too many Bond movies, I know LOL But the dream was fun :)

I wonder what I'll dream of next........

Roob'n

The Books On The Lower Right Corner....... Are Not Alphabetized... ;) :P

To celebrate the month of July!!! I will start a daily, weekly, monthly thing :)

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Dream of the Day= I was a rock star, and sang a ballad to my girlfriend, in which I asked her to marry me. Next thing you know, we're smiling, holding hands, and with a baby! The girl is non-existent in my real life (the waking world), but she was definitely cute enough for me to wish she was! ... She was a redhead, Kim :o Imagine that! LOL

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Adjective of the Week= sonorous! This week I'll be...... sonorous. :)

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Poema Del Mes (Poem of the Month)=
Las Fórmulas Matemáticas De Mi Corazón
Tu geometría me anima al levantarme al día,
cada esféra y curva perpendicular de tu anatomía!
Sumando el sonido de tu suspiro,
multiplicando las variables de tu sonrisa,
Es tu piel, cabello, ojos, los que miro,
y tu caliente ser… que me sumisa.
Es tu voz la que me divisa,
el valor de la premisa;
la variable que promueves,
entre mis cincos y mis nueves:
Que me brinda la alegría,
en brillante fantasía!

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Hey, Kim! Did you know our Blog was bilingual? !!! ;)

Roob’n