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Wednesday, 24 August 2011
RuneWarts? Or HogScape? (D)
Really amusing dream.
First thing I remember, Standing next to the flats. Over the other side of my road, on the grass lawn in front off them again. In between every two windows there was a door (there aren't any In Real Life). From the first door, (going from right to left or as you come down the road) came George. Yes, GPW The Best invaded my dream. along with Larry, Jakee and Pyro. But they weren't in the red Army Of Fury Capes. They were in Slytherin (Go figure) Quiditch (sp?) robes. From the next door, came Phil. But not 24-year-old Phil, the 16 year old one I've imagined in times of boredom. Followed by Manda, Jo (as I imagine her) And James. All young versions, all drssed in Ravenclaw robes. The next door? Lewis followed by Aussie, Dac and Raven (My brain missed Harry) Dressed in Hufflepuff robes. Now I'm watching this from the outside, and from behind me a cross between Rith, Dumbledore and Mikey has appeared, Saying I better open My own clan door, hadn't I? So I go and open the last door, and TB, RM and AN appear, dressed in Gryffindor robes. My Dream Team I suppose. We all got called over, and the weird version of dumbledore revealed who was winning. Gee thought it was him, but it turned out to be my team (naturally, We'd be better than AoF any day) followed by Lewis, Gee then PJ. We went off to a class room that looked like my year four demountable, where I sat down next to CA.. We watched a trailer featuring a RC and then well I guess we went to battle. All the teams lined up, and I got put against George, who we smashed easily in the fist to fist battle, and In the mental games (not that they had much brains left, or in the first place... I kid, I love Georgie, Just not his mates) and then we fought PJ, which was easy as TB took on Manda, the only one that could fight, AN Took down James, RM just scared Jo by shouting "CUNT!" very loudly and then me and him pinned down PJ to win the fight. We didn't fight Lewis's group as we came joint first with them. Then I woke up...
First thing I remember, Standing next to the flats. Over the other side of my road, on the grass lawn in front off them again. In between every two windows there was a door (there aren't any In Real Life). From the first door, (going from right to left or as you come down the road) came George. Yes, GPW The Best invaded my dream. along with Larry, Jakee and Pyro. But they weren't in the red Army Of Fury Capes. They were in Slytherin (Go figure) Quiditch (sp?) robes. From the next door, came Phil. But not 24-year-old Phil, the 16 year old one I've imagined in times of boredom. Followed by Manda, Jo (as I imagine her) And James. All young versions, all drssed in Ravenclaw robes. The next door? Lewis followed by Aussie, Dac and Raven (My brain missed Harry) Dressed in Hufflepuff robes. Now I'm watching this from the outside, and from behind me a cross between Rith, Dumbledore and Mikey has appeared, Saying I better open My own clan door, hadn't I? So I go and open the last door, and TB, RM and AN appear, dressed in Gryffindor robes. My Dream Team I suppose. We all got called over, and the weird version of dumbledore revealed who was winning. Gee thought it was him, but it turned out to be my team (naturally, We'd be better than AoF any day) followed by Lewis, Gee then PJ. We went off to a class room that looked like my year four demountable, where I sat down next to CA.. We watched a trailer featuring a RC and then well I guess we went to battle. All the teams lined up, and I got put against George, who we smashed easily in the fist to fist battle, and In the mental games (not that they had much brains left, or in the first place... I kid, I love Georgie, Just not his mates) and then we fought PJ, which was easy as TB took on Manda, the only one that could fight, AN Took down James, RM just scared Jo by shouting "CUNT!" very loudly and then me and him pinned down PJ to win the fight. We didn't fight Lewis's group as we came joint first with them. Then I woke up...
Ok lots off out of order posts!
Ok, From sunday - GOLD MEDAL (W00T) and a Crystal Glass, and over 30 bites in various places... Tiring shoot but there you go.
Let me be your Angel
You are his Devil,
So let me be his Angel,
Protect him,
Save him,
Help him through,
Be his friend,
Keep him true,
Treat him well,
Don't ever yell,
You need to send - Lets make amends.
So let me be his Angel,
Protect him,
Save him,
Help him through,
Be his friend,
Keep him true,
Treat him well,
Don't ever yell,
You need to send - Lets make amends.
Sorry that I haven't updated...
...But It's been a hell of a few days. TB is alive... Well he was, MG Came round on Monday, We headed to the pier at half three and didn't get back till gone nine, I got a temporary phoenix tattoo and MG got "Banana" Written on her stomach (There was a distinct TB stalker theme going on) and sleep didn't happen in any great quantity...
Skyped RM and AN That evening, (Blimey does RM Have an awesome accent, I'm out to steal it, and I WILL get it!) And GS The next morning, with AN joining us until GS knocked for him and they invaded RM's house to wake him up (all off which I heard, I called GS) More than funny...
MG went home at about four, me and dad went to Lawford and joined the Tricker & Barran dinner time (Gabs wasn't there, BOO! D: ) Got a lesson in MushSoup Making from Bryonie (she reminds me so much off myself, I think my attitude and heavy lankiness runs in this family) and left with a scrap of paper that she wrote my name on, I will keep it forever I love it so much. Today nothings happened as yet, but there's two posts coming up after this, one off my dream and one poem. Oh and I finished AFJ's Drawing!! Looks awesome. That was a couple off days ago, I'm behind. Argh!
Skyped RM and AN That evening, (Blimey does RM Have an awesome accent, I'm out to steal it, and I WILL get it!) And GS The next morning, with AN joining us until GS knocked for him and they invaded RM's house to wake him up (all off which I heard, I called GS) More than funny...
MG went home at about four, me and dad went to Lawford and joined the Tricker & Barran dinner time (Gabs wasn't there, BOO! D: ) Got a lesson in MushSoup Making from Bryonie (she reminds me so much off myself, I think my attitude and heavy lankiness runs in this family) and left with a scrap of paper that she wrote my name on, I will keep it forever I love it so much. Today nothings happened as yet, but there's two posts coming up after this, one off my dream and one poem. Oh and I finished AFJ's Drawing!! Looks awesome. That was a couple off days ago, I'm behind. Argh!
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Uh.. Where'd you go? (D)
I was with TORCHWOOD. Gwen, Ianto, Tosh and Jack were there, but I hadn't seen Owen yet. We were in a massive store house of what looked like glass coffins. the base was square but the top tapered up into a elongated pyramidal shape. Most of them were inhabited with people, some able to breath some suffocating. Jack shouted "Where the hells Owen!?" and at the same time, I spotted him in one off the horizontal Coffins. I shouted out and ran over, the rest off the team crowding round me. All of a sudden I was the doctor, examining Owen through the plastic, sometimes putting my hand through it to test something though I shouldn't have been able to. I moved his eyelids (which were red on his pale skin) and come to the conclusion that he'd been knocked out and was going through some sort of process in the Coffin. Jack turned away searching for a way to get him out, Gwen followed him as Tosh stepped forward to scan the machine and debate with Ianto, I shouted out again. The Coffin was rising up horizontally, and Owen looked like he was breaking up and being compacted. I ran through the door and suddenly I remembered nothing that'd happened with the team. As far as I was concerned I was mountain biking round a Field shoot. I cycled through the trees and came out to the hill as you're heading back into Brightlingsea. I was being followed. I rolled down the hill a little way and pulled to the side, letting him pass me. I pulled out my phone from a magically appearing bag and called Gouldys number. The boy going down the hill skidded to a stop and pulled out his phone. I hung up and set off down the hill as fast as I could go, barley missing Gouldy I skidded round the weaving path, glancing back to see him following top speed. As I approached he end of the path, I skidded to a stop cycling forward a little so his fron wheel missed mine. "Will you please be more careful coming down that hill missy?" He said, Grinning at me. "I do it every day, You don't. What you doing here anyway?" I asked. He didn't live locally, He shouldn't be in my dream. "looking for you!"
"well you've found me. So come on." We cycled off.
Now hereI hit a problem. My mother dragged me out of bed for breakfast, and I've forgotten what else happened. I blame her. So you might aswell to. Wont happen again...!
"well you've found me. So come on." We cycled off.
Now hereI hit a problem. My mother dragged me out of bed for breakfast, and I've forgotten what else happened. I blame her. So you might aswell to. Wont happen again...!
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