Friday, December 31, 2010

Oh Yes, He Will Be Mine

I was in a luxurious rehab center for rich people. I was talking to this man about the new arrivals
          ‘you can tell they are not rich because they are not taking anything, they left the chocolates’
what he meant was the wealthy people took full advantage of the perks. Two police came in to my room one of them was Jeremy Renner (from the hurt locker) and i tried to seduce him by delaying their stay by playing slow electo music and offering him french macaroons laced with rohypnol, but even in his drugged state he still wouldn't respond to my kisses! 



All That Glitters







Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Drowning in a Flash of Memories

I have been worried about things in my day to day worries resulting in stupid brainless dreams about work or getting ready ect. So i have created a new feature on my blog called (BLANK) where i will post 7 pictures each for a day of the week in a theme. This week is an mix of my love of swimming and dance. Now i bring you
                          Drowning in a Flash of Memories







i also wrote a poem

i feel the cold water slip by
while i deep dive
my life feels alive
my insides feel alive
the chill is deep inside
i glide past the world under wide
diving keeps my spirits half-alive

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Reflections Are Protection

Ok so my dad had lost our house to the bank, so we were looking at houses to buy for cheap. But instead we were looking at really expensive mansions. The retailer showed us an empty one so we  squatted there for a few days, and my homeless family came to stay and all their kids and their wives. The mothers had hired baby sitters for the kids and im like YO we don’t have the money to pay for the sitters so i had to fire and send home the baby sitters. I picked out a room with a hallway that attached to a big washroom. The previous person had left a bunch of make up in the counter so i put on dark purple (with gold highlights) eyeshadow then navy blue eyeliner.
The reason this dream stands out to me so much is that i could see my own reflection in the mirror while i was applying my makeup.  


*Mirrors symbolize the imagination and the link between the conscious and unconscious. You may be contemplating on strengthening and changing aspects of your character.  Learn from your flaws and how to improve them. Alternatively, the dream means that you are unwilling to acknowledge your unconscious emotions.

Clothes

On a building stoop this guy had placed his old clothes outside for donation. I was going through it and was taking everything, there were such great dresses! And i took them all back to my  apartment which was the old hide house in Acton.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Mexican Restaurant?

Location Station house, or poor parry sound
I was commenting what a good bar this run down blue building would be, it looked southern house with a double porch and a Mexican restaurants beside it and a parking lot across the road!
 I walked down the hill to the water and outside a house was a  litter of kittens so I played with them. A ginger came out (I was the new kid in town) I showed him my idea of the great new bar i was going to open. He showed me their basket of weiner/golden retriever outside and I knew that this was the dog for me. Something happened and I saw someone cuter so i ditched the first guy and walked down to the docks. We decied to go for a hot tub, turns out its in a swamp and slip knot was there chilling cause he does their album art work. 
Zee endo

Inner City Pressure

OK its winter, its Gotham city meets New York. I am a street kid. I am in this luxury condo, owned by a woman and her husband and their daughter. The condo is the ultimate of wealth . I spend an evening or a day there with the wife. On the way out I shout out
‘you have a basement?’
‘of course!’ says the husband, for the first time acknowledges that 1) i am a young girl 2) i am pretty 3) pretty reckless.  The basement is dark with pot lights and a giant tv, but the basement is out of use because it is also filled with boxes. Then they go down a curved stair case to a laundry room and a maid’s room. I see a door that leads to a delivery hallway. Then the sexual opportunity becomes apparent between the husband and I. Oblivious to the wife that I am a threat to their marriage, she has shown me the trap door.  The time of our tryst is set up, fast forward dream realm. Now comes the deep dynamic, the daughter. Silent, she has been observing everything and is aware if her father’s actions. Because it’s my dream I could sense everything that she was thinking. When I come back for out rendezvous she had set up some traps and guards (barbies that fight and shit) when i made it up stairs there was a BBQ going on. 

Dont let the sadness out, let the tears out


I dreamt that Brittany Wilson and i were cheerleaders on a stand recruiting other members. We cheered for the criminally insane.  

We had signed up for classes and Britney was worried about her break up with Craig we and the coach gad a try out for two other players who were normal. The second try out there was a shoot out, it was emotional because the sheep in the field where we had practiced had been shot. I tried to get Brittany to climb up top the shed but she and Craig got shot
Their bodies where laid to rest in a swamp. The coffins were set in giant iron cafes with the tombstone on the door and on the top. Then the bodies would sink in below the water to rot and the cages would prevent the bodies from being eaten by animals such as alligators. Brittany tried to climb in but i pulled her by her arm by the flow of the water.
After a grieving time I came back to the school as a patient. I was sad because of the death of Brittany. Everyone was setting up and sitting around waiting for the banquet dinner. There was danishes and fancy salads. I lied about getting cigarettes. I felt like crying so I announced I was going to the washroom to cry but the stalls were all full and the back ones had been turned in to showers. I turned the water off in one to sit in it.

*bitch plz its a dream not an essay

Saturday, October 23, 2010

in your blog bloggin your blogs

JESSICA

so i was in toronto-europe and walking down europe-yonge street when i saw this alleyway street, totally normal looking until i walked down it and ended up in the middle of a huge ghetto-slum and all the people were like WHY DONT YOU HELP US and we were like we didn't even know you were here.

we had to take a plane home cause there was this wrong physics forcefield.


seeya in 3 months when i remember another one!!!


<3 u, loyal (and patient) fans!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Florida

Ok so i have been going to Sanibel Island Light House 2 Resort for 20 years and I constantly dream about Florida. It’s the air and weather and mood is so different from Canada and from any other yearly trips I take (let me tell you I do not dream about the trailer nor the cottage). Coming back after hurricane Katrina in 2005 ALOT of damage was done and some parts of the coast was changed.


Last night in my dream the baloneys had been ripped down so everything was made of wood looking over the ocean (in real life our balcony is about 40 feet from the water) and I saw sea cows which looked like holstein cows in water hang out (ive only seen sea cows near boating docks on rivers cause they like the attention not in open ocean)

The majority of my dream was sun set and i was just looking at the coast and walking along the water. 





David Usher

Ok so yall been to a dock right?
 I was at a shipping dock going to david ushers house. His house is an old renovated shipping control building. He was having an open house, i walked through two small tight kitchens, with a living room between them. He showed me his daughters room and his bed room. It was just us walking around, i remember what he was wearing white track pants and a light blue hoodie.













in my dream i was my pining for our old relationship. Also for him to make better music, He is releasing a new album soon he has been pushing out a record every two years since 1998.



(His daughters names are Coco and OcĂ©ane)

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Stupid Dream Me

i was in a bar and a Interpol cover band was about to play. The Paul Banks imposter's liked me (he was actor neil jackson! nice one brain) but i was not interested cause he wasn't the real thing. Then i was sitting in a van reflecting that 'hey he was still pretty cute why didn't i jump at the opportunity' then i felt bad.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Tampons

I was in a old public washroom with it was white tile (now when i think 'old' i think of brown to yellow tiles from the 50-70’s), which makes me think I was referencing a gym washroom.

Anyways I was in a large stall with a tampax machine. Another girl came in to the stall with me to get some protection. I reached through the slot and pulled out a tampon, right after some coins fell out including some ttc tokens and stickers and more tampons. 

I have had tons of dreams of  spacious, decrepit, white public washrooms before (like at the YMCA), but also private bathrooms in different houses, mostly very lavish with green marble, never my own. But I never bathe or use the toilet in my dreams. 




PlayBoy Bunny (September 30)

I was in my bed room and my cousin janet was sitting on my bed. I was pulling up my moms old pink playboy bunny outfit. It fit me perfectly (in real life it never would because my mom is has the body of a 14 year old boy and i am a woman with an hour glass figure and a beer belly) and i said ‘its a sign!’ meaning i should become a play girl bunny. 



(and i dont need to look up playboy bunny in to a dream dictionary to find the deeper meaning)