Weird dream/nightmare/whatever.

Had a really fucking weird and pretty scary dream-type-thing last night.

It was like real life. I basically woke up. Ike was still in bed next to me like he was when I went to sleep. I got him up and dressed and went downstairs. I was completely in control of everything I did and at this point I didn't know I was dreaming. I was just doing general things like I'd do on an average morning. I only found out it was a dream because there was an extra room in my house (which I originally thought was just a room I'd never noticed before) and eventually weird shit started happening in it. When I realised it must be a dream, I spent ages trying to wake myself up. It started with pinching myself and trying to tell myself to wake up. I could feel pain exactly like I would in real life. I kept trying to wake myself up. I was screaming and screaming. I put my entire arm in the fire thing in the new room. It hurt like fuck, but I still didn't wake up. It was futile. I can't remember how I eventually woke up, but I know that when I woke up I had tears all down my face and I wasn't sure if anything was real or it was still a dream.

I've had some weird dreams before, but this was definitely the weirdest night of my life. I hope it never happens again.

heh

I'm really sleepy in an extremely awake, hyper kind of way. I've had hoobloads of red bull. I have to stay awake for another 2 hours and 20 minutes because that's when I've scheduled to talk to my mum about something pretty important (eep!).

Just after the hoobs, I spent some time making a ridiculous picturey story. It's really silly, but at least it occupied some time. You can find it here... if you're bored enough to bother looking at it!

I'm currently watching Big Brother for like the 4th time so far this series. It's weird, every time I watch it I get really into it, yet I have no desire to watch it every day. In previous years, I've always got too addicted to it.. apart from last year where I watched it about twice.

I was talking to the degus earlier and Morrissey nibbled my nose. Twas hoobaciously cute!

I've not really been writing many blogs recently... no idea where my head's at so everything's a bit jumbled. But meep. lol.

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4:26am. Once again, I'm awake. I'm tired as fuck. I'd sleep if I could, but I can't. Even if I could, I would probably wait until 7am because whenever I'm awake past 4am (which is pretty much all the time) I feel compelled to stay awake and watch The Hoobs!

I want to go outside for a cigarette. There's a storm though, and as much as I love storms, I had a bath a few hours ago and would rather not get wet again. Although.. If I wore really warm clothes and stood on the doorstep it'd be ok I guess. I'd only be out for a few minutes.

I think I'm actually going to do a 'family thing' today/tomorrow. Might go to Llandudno with the grandparents and 10 year old cousin. I'd rather not, but I've got nothing better to do. Most of my friends are at Wakestock or have something better to do. I need something to do to distract myself from my mind, therefore doing that seems like the way forward!

Oh my golly gosh! I just got exceedingly lost in thought and then I actually ended up saying 'oh my fucking god!' quite loudly because I realised that 'wind' and 'wind' are the same word but pronounced differently mean different things.

I think I should just toddle off outside and stop confusing the world with pointless blog things that probably only make sense to those as bizarre as me.