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Love.

August 1, 2008 · 2 Comments

Some love stories aren’t epic novels. Some are short stories.

Mine are short stories.

But that doesn’t make them any less filled with love.

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I had a weird dream last night. (yeah what’s new?)

And I remembered myself saying in the dream. It doesn’t matter who I go out with now, what matters is who I want to come home to.

wtf.

” Well open up your mind and see like me,

Open up your plans and damn you’re free.”

Categories: Imaginary Nonsense · Of Love

I dreamed I ate a 10 pound marshmallow, when I woke up the pillow was gone

July 10, 2008 · 4 Comments

I have so much to say. If you did listen to Fix It in the morning, you would know exactly what I am talking about. But i’ll leave my opinions on that guy and girl issue until next time.

I am supposed to do some real work today. But after i found out something devastating about my savings, I totally lost whatever mood i had, so instead, I went to watch Hellboy II to cheer myself up. I’ll also leave this to the next entry because i’m too sad to even think about that now. And tonight i’m going to burn the midnight oil and do my stuff so don’t be surprised if you see me still online at ungodly hours.

I can’t think of anything to write so let me post the conversation i had with a friend which had me burst out laughing in the meeting.

Him: hey hey hey

Him: I dreamed about u last night

Him: very funny

Me: So what did you dream of me

Him: Lol. I think i should tell you. We kinda stay together…and making out…lol

Him: What a great dream. haha

Me: WTFFF. AHAHAHAH

Him: yea…i know…wtf

Me: wet dreams wtf

Him: I wish it’s angelina jolie

Him: but i’ll take it…coz it’s a great dream..lol

Me: so am i hot?

Him: forgot already. But it’s great haha.

Why are all my dreams either nightmare or sad happenings or whatnot, but others have great dreams LOL

Newton Faulkner – Dream Catch Me. He looks like someone i would throw 20 cents for if he sits at the roadside with his dreadlocks and all, but he’s one of the artist who totally rocked Glastonbury Festivals this year. Enjoy.

Categories: Friends · Imaginary Nonsense · Music Box

Every great dream begins with a dreamer

July 3, 2008 · 5 Comments

*edit: the examples i stated below of my dreams are by no means of mocking anyone. i’m not mocking myself of liking dinasours. i’m not mocking HY’s mother about adoption. i’m not mocking my exbf about starring in a movie. those are all fakes, and they didn’t happen. they’re just harmless dreams. they’re all people i love haiya why are you all so sensitive luckily i didn’t write out ALL my dreams

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initially i wanted to write a long wordy post but decided against it because i have so much to do and i really didn’t want to write anything meaningful anymore. i’m all grumpy and i look tired like i only slept 3 hours because YES I ONLY SLEPT 3 HOURS

i slept at 1 something and woke up at 4 because it thundered continuously for 2 hours. the incessant flashing of lights and the loud booming voice. it’s horrible! i hate lightnings because they’re as scary as clowns. i hate clowns. for the whole 2 hours i basically just hid underneath my sheets wishing it would go away and i nearly knocked on my housemates’ doors so i could snuggle up to them. so i got up to get online to find someone to talk to me but couldn’t find anyone because everyone else is sleeping and people in US are all working and Candy is having fun in Germany la haiya basically whole night i live in fear. i wish there’s someone there to talk me out of the fear at that ungodly hour

you know what’s my best buy from singapore? the sleep mask. it was so damn useful i tell you when i put it on i could sleep until my alarm rings no kidding but even so, i don’t think i ever had a really peaceful really sleeping kind of sleep you know what i mean. like i kept dreaming and dreaming every single fucking night and when i wake up it’s as though i havent slept.

do you know what they say about lucid dreamer? it’s people who are actually conscious when they’re having a dream. and sometimes they can control how the dream develops. experts say these kind of people can practise to control their dreams, and when they do, they can “visit exotic places, experience vivid colours, or eat all the ice cream they want, all without taking their head off the pillow”. oh maybe i’m one of them and let me sleep more so i can practise more

truth is, i dream a lot. i dream about things that happened in the day or what people talked about. it’s like they stay in mind and they just transformed into a whole story by itself when i sleep. they’re things you wanted to happen but didn’t happen in real world, so you just direct your own movie in your sleep.

just like the other day after we watched the trailer of War of The Dragons and i was telling them i really like dinasours and i like jurassic park and godzilla and primeval and anaconda haiya basically all kinds of beast. that night itself i dreamt i was working inside the Jurassic Park lab and i got into trouble and i was locked out of the lab door and the dinasour was behind me like T Rex damn big okay. there’s one time where korej showed me his brother’s wedding photo and i was thinking to myself why his brother doesn’t look like him, and that night i dreamt about korej’s mother coming to me and told me his brother is not her real son like maybe adopted or something. and yesterday they talked about porn and about fatboylim downloading porns and this porn that porn, and that night i dreamt of my exbf was offered a role in a movie titled don know what SDDT and turns out it’s a porn movie

haiya so funny okay don know why like that. i wonder if i can ever stop dreaming. ok anyway i thought i said i’m lazy to write but look at what i written above so many words okay bye

edit: 3.56pm just kicked off a job and waiting so nothing to do now and i needed a rest anyway. don know. if anyone wants/needs to talk, ping me. i’m all yours.

Categories: Imaginary Nonsense