Dolls waaahh!!!!!!!!

Hi I know I haven't been blogging in like forever, but I had a dream last night that I just needed to blog about. I was never a kid who was into dolls, I was more a teddy bear kind of girl and as a result I never had any dolls like Cindy or Barbie. I only had one dolly and it was like a baby, "Rub-a-dub Dolly" I think she was called. Anyway, been as I never played with dolls I started to become scared of them and now I think I am completely phobic. I must remember to look up the name for the fear of dolls later... Anyway I kept imagining that this doll was in the bed next to me and I kept snapping my eyes open to take a look at her huge, unblinking glass ones. Of course the doll was not really there, but I kept waking up in cold sweats thinking she was. I didn't think my fear of dolls was this serious.

Get some professional help!

Ok this is only short and I probably don't want to write about this one either, but I have mentioned in one of my blogs on here someone who I wish was my mother. Anyway, I had a dream where I out-of-nowhere burst into her room. This was an honest mistake, I thought I was going into class or something and I found myself in there. I came out with, "Wow, sorry wrong room," and she said, "No wait Caroline, I thinks its about time you got professional help." As usual, she wouldn't give me a chance to explain myself and when I retorted, "No, no, no, no what happened was..." in her usual manner she cut me off and said, "We've discussed this already." Well no we haven't actually, but then I had to force myself to snap my eyes open before I woke up screaming...

Barbacue...

Well heres another one thats not very interesting. I was about 15 and back at secondary school and I was taking part in organising an after school barbacue. I am guessing it must have been to raise money for the drama department being as it was Heather Cowley (my old drama teacher) who seemed to be in charge of the whole thing. I guess I dreamt this because I always thought the drama department was very run down and in bad need of a fund raiser. When I think of the amount of after school activities I did take part in, anyone would think I enjoyed being at the school. I didn't though, I was just so desperate for something else to do.

I know this post isn't anywhere near as interesting as my last one, however, I don't recall promising that they would all be interesting. It was a dream I had, which I could remember so there... *sticks out tongue* Anyway, my previous dream, I am thinking of using it for a short story, if I ever get a chance to write the damn thing!

Theme Park ride and an evil woman

Hello, well heres a dream from last night. I was at a Theme Park when I was holiday (I was in some place like Spain or France, somewhere European that I have never been to in real life.) I was taking part in this ride/tour at a Theme Park. To start with we had wander round and see all these artefacts (they looked Ancient Egyptian) and they were kind of freaky really. I wain about 95s feeling rather uneasy because it was very cold and there was a strong smell of cadavers. It was rarther like being inside a mummy's tomb (where's this obsession with Ancient Egypt coming from? The tour wasn't in Egypt!) By the way, I was walking in this dream, as I am in about 95% of my dreams, I rarely have dreams where I'm in my chair. I got to this part of the tour where there were three rooms, they were more like bites out of the wall, and they were where a woman used to go in order to act a certain way. Such as like she had three personalities and had a different room depending on which personality she was in that day and there were like pictures/inscriptions on the back walls indicating what did in the various rooms. The woman looked like Morticia Addams with fangs, but she was drawn like one of those modern Japannese Anime drawings. In the first room her picture showed her smiling and I imagined a small, but not an angry, growl of satisfaction. She was surrounded by flowers, bunnies jumping and little innocent lambs. I entered the room and knelt down before her, there was a pool of ankle deep water on the floor and this felt very warm and comforting as it surrounded my thighs. Light shone on me as I knealt before her picture and they she rose up before me with her hands on my shoulders and pulled me into a deep and meaningful hug. Then I moved on into the second room and saw an inscription of her as part of a very strong wind, or maybe she was the wind and had control over it. I knelt in the water again, this time she was flying around my head, making me dizzy and sick. She also laughing like the Wicked Witch in the Wizard of Oz movie. I was very scared at this because I thought she was my friend, judging by how she had behaved before. I backed out of the room feeling very uneasy. The final room had the image on the backwall again of this woman and she was eating. She was surrounded by people, dead and alive. She was biting people, killing them and then eating their corpses. So that was what I smelt! I suddenly toppled forward against my will and when I hit the water she sprung up like the Loch Ness Monster. She growled like a lion at me and I pulled myself up out of the pool and ran out of th exit door to the ride. I ran into the street screaming behind me at people not to go in there and that they wouldn't believe how terrible the place was, but if they valued their lives they'd listen to me. At that point I woke up and immediatly went to use the bathroom as that dream had involved water somewhere, but discovered when I got there, that I didn't actually need it!

Hi again....

Well in case you haven't got sick of me rambling on I thought I would try this new experiment. My other blog I am using for recording funny events, which usually occur when I am at least 20% awake. I am using this one to record the various dreams I can remember, by the way I mean the dreams when I am sleeping. Before you get too alarmed, I am not going to include sex dreams, they happen far too often and would not seem very interesting anyway, as they are something we all have. Dreams are incredably difficult t remember, at least for me, did you know we only use 10% of our brain? Imagine what we could accomplish if we used the other 60%! As I was saying dreams are very hard for me to remember, so don't expect to many updates here. If you'll excuse me, I seem to be using only 8% of my brain right now, so I'm going on a quest to look for the other 2%, if I'm not back later something shiney must have distracted me.