let lemons be angry

I had three disturbing dreams last night. Well the first was alright. I had my own apartment in a secret part of the school compound, a large one-room affair with a sprawling bed, computer, lots of shelves with lots of cds on them, and my "mother's" knee-high winter boots scattered all over the floor. (An influence from that magazine cutout of molly sims and tons of shoes i took yesterday i think.) People kept coming in to hide from lessons, and i had to keep feeding them from the fridge of my kitchenette. Sandwiches and microwave lasagne and cold storage sushi. And they'd just leave their dirty plates in the sink, the ungrateful souls. I was trying on one of the ridiculous boots, blue with ribbons they were, and soft, and peering over my dad's shoulder as he tried to load some dvd on my computer. And yelling at everybody to clear up the mess they made.

The second dream merged with the first. There was this murderer we all feared, some kind of urban legend or a real criminal we treated as a legend, who strapped his victims to a chair and over a period of months, dismembered them finger by finger and sent the fingers to her family members. So there was that to fear, and there was this shady guy i met, who came to stay in my apartment with his equally shady friend. I had the impression they were from ac for some reason. We started off fine, and that's why i let them use the loft in my apartment, but soon we had a huge disagreeement. I can't remember why, but we hated each other and he would humiliate me and laugh and despise me. And the apartment stopped becoming mine, but just some quarters we shared. Then i feared that he would strap me to a chair and chop off my fingers. The fear was so great that i'd lock my room door and hide under my blanket and stay out of his view. Then one day we had to travel together, and there came upon us a great snow storm. I was going to be blown away or fall off or something, when he suddenly removed his jacket and wrapped me up completely. Comic strip speech bubbles came up and he said something like "I don't care whether you're an enemy now or not, we have to get there and so i have to save you". And then we became friends again.

The third one seemed nice at first. Probably influenced by the beautiful coasts of the philippines on the amazing race yesterday. I was swimming with some friends in a clear pond at a country club, a pond with computer-animated purple fish and real rocks and waterfalls. It was so pretty. Then I eavesdropped on some birds' conversation. One of them kept swooping down on the purple fish for food, but they were too large to go into her mouth. Her bird-friend told her to stop being silly, and to go for the tiny fish instead. I looked in the water, and indeed there were these tiny colourful fish swimming everywhere. I thought to myself that if i were a large fish i could eat them in one gulp. (must've been Bong's tiny fish swimming their way into my dreams) Then for some reason i had to leave the pond--i think i spied a teacher i was trying to avoid--and went to the shower room to rinse off. And to my disgust there were newts/leeches/black squirmy things all over the bathroom floor. When i turned on the faucet hundreds of new newts appeared on the floor. At least they didn't move, they were passive and still, very much like chin chow. Then i found that when i went under the faucet newts fell from my hair! So the newts all over were the washed off residue from showerers before me. I kept washing and washing until all the newts had been washed off me. Then i decided i wouldn't go back into the pond, even though i'd promised my friends i would.

"Oh, I've had such a curious dream!" said Alice, and she told her sister, as well as she could remember them, all these strange Adventures of hers that you have just been reading about; and when she had finished, her sister kissed her, and said, "It was a curious dream, dear, certainly: but now run in to your tea; it's getting late." So Alice got up and ran off, thinking while she ran, as well as she might, what a wonderful dream it had been.