Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Cookie, a few more friends and I went to Tart's house because it was TK's birthday. She lived in a glass-like, tall, tall house (that one would find a dream house in the game, the Sims) and had two or three friends over, one which I think was a boyfriend, to celebrate his birthday. We had dinner separately, her group of friends and my group of friends, but TK visited both groups and mingled. It was starting to get really late, since the sky was pitch black, but somehow I knew we were going to stay overnight. Their property was the only one I could see from their plot of land. It was completely dark, except for the house lights and the moon. It was a clear and warm summer night. Something about it had a hint of romance, if not one of horror. Cookie and I stayed indoors a bit, as during dinner, we had a few casual drinks. After two in the morning, I found Cookie to be in a floppy, but happy state. I would hold him upward to keep him from falling over, and at one point, he needed the washroom. The washroom I knew of was up three or four stories high, so we climbed the narrow, white carpeted stairwell to the higher floors. We made it to the top and Cookie wobbled into the white washroom. As I was waiting, there was a Filipino child who walked past me into his room. He stared at me, and then more of his friends peered through the bedroom door before he closed it. I wondered whether they adopted some. There had to be at least four. Cookie came out of the washroom and we slowly went down the staircase. I was afraid we'd both fall because the steps were as narrow as the stairwell, but we made it to the ground floor safely. I put him on the sofa and we watched television.

For the things that weren't glass in the house, they were white.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

There was a field trip in university taking students to the country where they speak Dutch. I was allowed to go, but I hid from my parents that Cookie went too. In the airplane, we had our passports and one dude and this guy behind him were comparing travel stamps. Our stewardess was strange. She started scanning me with a metal detector and told me I can't have my belt when it beeped on the buckle. I gave it to her and we were already landing. We were passing a golf course and there were so many flowers. They were large and beautiful and happy, and they were in the course. I told the person sitting behind me that they were so pretty and why couldn't Canada get flowers in our golf courses. I was also thinking of buying postcards to send. We landed in a country field with windmills and got out. I don't remember what happened for a bit. I was with Cookie and a group of our friends and class mates. We wanted to stop at many stores. There was a chocolate store, so I asked if we could go there and Cookie and I went. I was looking for something to give to Shortbread and Wafer at home. As we went around the store, we ran into ChocoChip, who was also buying. We asked what she was buying as we went around the store once more. She pointed to a pile of children's footed pajamas and I hugged her excitedly if she was pregnant; she was thinking about having a child and she wasn't, but she was preparing, just in case. We left the store and our group was gone. Cookie said that he has a hint of where they could've gone since Biscotti like Marvel and JammyDodger likes etc. Etc. We walked to the streets on this sunny quiet day and along the way, we got something to drink. We reached apartments that were old and spaced out well, and a street. With a garden on the other side. We also ran into Passionfruit and Pineapple, Cookie's two friends from university. Looking at the old apartments, I started feeling a little nostalgic and sad. We wanted to go to the garden, so we ran across the street, even in front of the police car, as it didn't do anything and drove off when we crossed. Pineapple said he had to go washroom so he went behind one of the garden bushes and peed. I also needed to go. The sun now was setting and gave a yellowy glow to everything.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

I was with cousins and we had to do a game show. I remember one part where we had yo carry our partner, going upstairs, on our backs as we were lying down. I was under my male partner, so he hugged me tight as I attempted to drag him up stairs. I looked around me, finding everyone else had thir male partner underneath and the female partner on top. When our method failed, the announcer allowed my partner to be underneath as he dragged me up the long staircase. He did it with so much more ease than I did. We finally reached the top and took a rest on the carpet, where I found one of my cousins resting with her partner as well.

I was one of four girls. We were running away-- escaping from this old dungeon house looking place. It was yellowy lit with old, brown furniture made of wood. This one girl led us. We snuck from room to room trying to find a way out of the dungeon. There was a room with a large table. We observed a middle-aged lady place papers down on the table, including a key. We ran into the room when she left briefly and hit the floor behind the massive table with chairs, away from the door, when he returned. When she leg again, our leader grabbed the key and we ran for the doorway.

Another part I remember was running to a wall that someone tunneled through. It was a thick, stone wall filled with dust and a wooden, broken shelf could be seen on the other end. Two girls went before me. When I went through, I found it a tight fit, especially around my hips, but I still managed to crawl through. Halfway in, I ran into the shelf. I was not skinny enough to go over or under it, so I pushed it along until I reached the end. I heard a male, sorcerer's and a lackey's voice and hesitated. When I reached the end, I threw the shelf at them from in the tunnel and hastily crawled and ran for the rows of old, discarded furniture that was pulled up. There were many rows of tables, chairs, antique typewriters, fridges, etc. piled high. Beside each pile were long, rows of bookshelves filled with books. They resembered aisles in grocery stores. I ran through them and far away from the caster. I kept running and as I did, the rows slowly became modern. When I reached the last row, there were massive windows and sunlight came from them. It was spacious and bright, and I found myself in Walmart. Shoppers with their carts were lining up at cashiers and the sound was comforting and familiar. I looked around, seeing Masterr coming up to me. I believe, she was the one leading us, through I never noticed in the dark, windowless dungeon. Masterr was dressed in dark pants with a chain and a black tank with prints. I was confused and she told me "this is what it could've been." I still didn't understand but I was greeted my older cousins who seem to have had a child. She was a big, fat, round baby who was learning how to walk.

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