So there was a guy (no-one that I’d know in real life) who liked me and I sort of liked him too, at least a little… He knew that I like certain kinds of drums, and he had bought me one as a gift. I really liked the gift!

Well, there was an other guy who liked me as well. He wanted to impress me better and came to my place carrying a a whole drumset as a gift for me. It wasn’t the first time when the “first guy” had bought me some simple but nice present and then the other guy had copied his idea, trying to give me something of the same kind but even better.

Now the first guy (I’m too lazy to come up with random names for such a short dream) happened to hang out at my place when the second guy came with the drumset.

I started to explain to the drumset-guy, that the 1. guy’s presents might not be as big and expensive as his, but they were more of my style (for instance, I’ve never wanted a drumset, but I like those handmade litte drums) and besides, the whole 1. GUY was more of my style and I prefered him.

I tried to explain it nicely, but the 2. guy totally flipped! He grabbed a rifle from somewhere, and started to fire at the 1. guy!!! I hid in a corner, horrified, when the 2. guy killed the 1. one in front of my eyes. Even when he was completely dead already, the 2. guy just kept on shooting and it felt like if the “ratatatatatata” noise continued for ages! It hurt my ears and I yelled to him to stop but he didn’t until he ran out of bullets!

Then he just came and sat down next to me, looking tired and sad, like if he had only done what he had to do!

-Why did you do that?! I asked.

-Hmm, I don’t really know, he replied, -Sometimes I just feel a need to do something like that. Maybe I’ll come back visit this school again (suddenly it was a school with dorms, and we were in my room, which was empty of any furniture and covered with tiles, like a bathroom).

I understood that he was going to return and shoot some people!

-Well, just PLEASE don’t come there where I or any of my friends are, I begged. (It was like if there were no police at all and I could do nothing to stop him)

-What? Wouldn’t you like me to visit you? he asked with a shocked voice, -I’d so love to see you again!

-Well, you can VISIT me, I agreed (not that I wanted to see him, but I felt that I had no choice), -But not in the sense that you come and kill someone!

The dream began so that I had lied to someone about who I am and where I live, and he started to ask more specific description about my home.

I started to make up a story about me living in the middle of a forest in a haunted house. The result was that he and some of his friends wanted to come and investigate our house!

Well, suddenly I actually did live in a house in the middle of a forest, but the haunting story was just made up. So I invited them over and was going to pull pranks so that they would believe in the haunting.

Then he (let’s call him Alex) came over with the gang and one of them was my good friend Essie! Even my best friend Mindy (or something XD How will I remember these random names afterwards?) was there, but she didn’t come with the group, but she actually lived there, and the house reminded of her house indeed!

I started to tell the ghost-investigators crap about some spooky tunnels that diverged from our cellar. I told that one of them seemed to continue forever and that it was sloping so that it was all the way going deeper and deeper under the ground. I explained, that in the night time I could see a red glow come from that tunnel…

I also mentioned, that someone had died by a backing car on our parking lot, and that when people walked through it they sometimes felt like if someone invinsible was pushing their back…

But the ghost gang didn’t seem very interested in my stories, they just wanted to examine the thing on their own.

Mindy and some other girl went to the cellar, when suddenly Essie was posessed by something and locked the door behind them! Then Essie was about to do something else evil (I don’t remember what) but I persuaded her to follow me to my room. I lied that I had something very interesting to show her, but then I somehow managed to trap the evil Essie inside my room.

After that I freed the girls from the cellar and soon the others except me, Mindy and Mindy’s family (yeah, suddenly it was all about her home) somehow just disappeared (not dramatically – rather like they were just forgotten out of the dream).

It was very late and I wanted to go home, but Mindy insisted that I would watch one movie with her first. It was some animated children’s movie and I asked if it was good.

-Well… it’s ok, Mindy replied and I wondered why she wanted me to watch it so hard, but I agreed. She started the movie in her room, but I needed to go to the bathroom first. When I was about to enter the bathroom I saw that Mindy’s big brother was there (the door was open) just standing with some bloody (literally) towels and smiling in a creepy way! Btw, the whole house was a dark, worn out and very creepy version of my best friend’s home. There were a lot of water damage (damn, I don’t know the right word and neither does the dictionary) and moldy spots in there… but the mother of their family just commented it like: ”why would we care?”.

They also had hordes of frogs and lizards as pets! The reptiles just crawled around all over their floors, and some of them were injured because someone had accidentally stepped on them, it was very nasty to see!

Well, so I went to see the movie, but soon a lot of Mindy’s classmates started to crowd into the house for some random reason… and then even Mindy was posessed by that evil something and started to chase after me! I ran as fast as I ever could and always took the shortest way. I even jumped over their fence – carrying on my bike! Yes, I had a bike, but I was ”too busy” to start to ride it, but I rand and carried it with me instead XD

I came to a wide ditch with loads of willows around it, and there Mindy caught me!

We started a hard fight, and now we suddenly were both witches and used magic in our fight! Finally I defeated Mindy, but she didn’t die – she just temporarily turned into ash, and I knew that I needed to keep on running.

Some zombielike monsters rose from the ditch and attacked me as well, but they were easy to defeat with my magic dagger.

I continued running towards my home, when the posessed Mindy appeared behind me again. She said that now she was herself, she was very sorry and would be nice.

But I knew that she was lying, so I kept on running – or actually flying! Because I was a witch I was now able to fly some meters above the ground and it gave me advantage.

-Wait, I can prove that I’m Mindy! Mindy shouted after me, -I know our inside jokes!

She said one inside joke from our childhood – but a couple of words were wrong in it, so I was even more convinced that it wasn’t the real Mindy!

The next part of the dream was quite long, very fuzzy and I remember it just very hatarasti. It started when the telephone wires caused me problems to fly – the wires were everywhere, like a spider web.

After that I suddenly wasn’t persecuted by Mindy but by two very young (about 12-years old) boys. I flew around in a run-down city and they followed me everywhere. Time after time I defeated them – even quite easily – but they ALWAYS appeared back and it was totally stressful!

Finally I came to a beautiful lake that was glistening in a golden hue in the sun. All around the lake there were growing thick, crooked trees with leaves of a silvergreen colour. It was amazing, and I realized, that I gained magic energy when I flew between the brances of those trees.

On the other side of the lake there was a playground and some children startled, when I flew over them.

Then I FINALLY was at my home house. I entered the first floor that remainded of a basement, even if I didn’t live there, and met my stepfather. He was carrying some shopping bags to our apartment and asked me to help.

Well, I agreed and we walked up some stairs. The whole place was basement-like – even the stairs were in a narrow tunnel without windows and the walls were all whitish concrete. The apartment was even worse – it was just a small booth with chipboard walls and still no windows. I quickly locked the door so that those evil boys couldn’t come in.

At least we had a bathroom and I went to take a shower. When I came back my stepfather was about to take a nap and whined a little about candies all over his bed. I knew that I had left the candies there and I was happy that he didn’t seem too upset about it.

Then I made a decision – I had to give up my magic powers so that I wouldn’t have to fight annoying enemies all the time. The thing was, that when I was a witch, all those other witches and supernatural weirdos could sense it and find me anywhere I was.

So I simply abandoned the magic, and now I could go and hang out in the hall of our house with a safe mind. Someone had left a lot of dolls in the hall, and I was checking them out. They were all weird in some way – for instance one of them had a very tiny head compared to the body.

I went back in, and suddenly I had a idea – I could keep my magic powers, if I would become such a POWERFUL witch that I could make spells that stop the others from sensing me!

And in a flash I had learned a spell that made me invisible, soundless and what not in the eyes of others. I could even make a spell that I was invisible only for certain persons!

I went downtown and just had fun scaring people with my invisibility – like moving objects ”in the air” and stuff. I don’t remember it very well.

Then I should return home once again. I flew peacefully in the air, all invisible, and enjoyed the nice summer weather and beautiful views. Our neighbourhood now looked so much better than the last time – there were wonderful flowers and green trees & plants everywhere and even the houses were neat and stylish, no more run-down. I liked some blue flowers especially much and almost snatched some of them, but then I was too lazy.

I came to my house… but now there was a renovation going on. All the windows where covered with plastic and the house seemed empty! I was quite baffled that I hadn’t known about this, and this is where the dream ended.

We saw strange plants and animals that don’t exist anymore, like mammoths – no dinosaurs, though. The view was beautiful – we went all the time along the coast, on a steep hillside next to the mountains. There was of course forrest everywhere, no towns, and it was summer.

Then we suddenly jumped into modern time and were travelling towards our school! At school we had gym and a strange lady should keep us a yoga lesson. She seemed to expect that everyone knew yoga from before, and just asked us students to start our own yoga practise!

I pointed out that I don’t know yoga, and she just gave me a couple of examples of some yoga exercises, that were extremely weird (one was just like collapsing on the floor with your flank first). She even mentioned, that they belonged to some really unusual form of yoga, and then she just expected that I could have my own yoga hour!

I tried the collapsing-thing, and when I fell down on the mattress (the whole floor was btw filled with red mattresses and even the walls were red I guess) suddenly all of us were transferred into an other dimension!! It looked sinister – gray, dark and reminded of a landfill.

Then my other schoolmate from later times, Marcie, who knew yoga very well, cried out:

-We have to hurry! Otherwise we might get stuck in here forever!

Then she put her hands on my face and pushed some certain points (at least under my ears and under my cheek) very hard, so that it even hurt. With that trick we two escaped that unpleasant dimension and ended up in an other one.

This one was colourful and totally freaky – nothing really remainded of reality. I don’t remember the details so well, but at least the ground was red, some wacky little beings creeped around on the floor and there was some strange very high trees that didn’t have many branches. And the noises around us were maybe the weirdest - they had a strange echo like if we were underwater or something…

There was some kind of a building and we sneaked inside. I really don’t remember how the interior looked like, except that it was darkish and not very nice looking. The rooms were small and and always had one or two doors that led into an other small room – the layout reminded of a labyrinth.

When I and Marcie had walked several rooms away from the entrance, we saw a small (about knee high) creature that reminded of something between a human and a rabbit at one door (I guess they were just doorways without doors). He started to yell some really mean threats and blames at us. We ran away deeper inside the building, but soon those “bunnies” with an extremely bad language were everywhere around us chasing us! By the way, I guess they were either dark green or dark blue.

The situation seemed hopeless, and I decided to try to approach the bunnies with their own style – being really mean. It seemed to work and they didn’t hurt us, we just kept arguing like old friends!

I don’t remember what happened here between, but finally we were on some kind of a railway (again!) with those bunnies, outdoors again. Then it suddenly turned out, that I was wrong about the bad language being their normal way of communicating. The bunnies had only been so mean ’cause they had felt that our presence was menacing! And now, when we had argued for a such long time, they were getting REALLY offended and angry!!!

Somehow we managed to escape the dangerous situation and come home to our own dimension, but I don’t remember how. XD

But then, when she was in an other room giving birth and I was waiting in the hallway, it suddenly was MY GRANDMA who was having a child!

The scenario ended and jumped into a situation where many people were gathered at my grandma’s place to celebrate her new baby – who looked excactly like a rubber doll, not even a very realistic one! Still even I believed that it was a real baby, ’cause my grandma was so convincing and treated the doll exactly like a real baby.

The other guests were not so easily fooled and they snickered behind my grandma’s back to her whimsy about the “baby”. I tried to assure them that it IS a real baby, but later, when I looked at the “baby” more carefully even I couldn’t believe it anymore. It felt sad that it wasn’t a real baby after all.

I and my family started to leave, but my grandma wanted to give out a speech before that, and we agreed. The speech was dramatic but totally insane, and we came to the conclusion, that she’s gone completely nuts.

I don’t remember what happened here between, but later I was in a situation, that I and a group of my friends should spy a meeting of some miners. (I know that this came from a sim story: http://emeraldharbour.wordpress.com/ ) We planned that wear some disguises that would let us join their meeting. There was something suspicious about the meeting, see…

While we were planning this some of us went back and forth (left our company and came back), and we noticed, that when a few us (3-4) were together everything was fine. But when all of us were together, we had arguments all the time. We started to think about who is causing the fights, and we came to the conclusion that it’s either a girl with very long blonde hair or an other small-sized girl (the blonde girl was tall). We voted who has to leave our team, and everyone voted the blonde girl out. The other girl had an obsessive idea, that the miners would let us join their meeting, if she was wearing her underwear, and we finally agreed1

My grandma’s “baby” was with us all the time, ’cause my grandma had asked me to look after “him”. I had placed the doll in a tank of water, ’cause in my opinion it made it look even slightly more lifelike, when it was floating around… and I told everyone that the baby suffers from “mermaid-syndrome” and has to be in water all the time. Yes, I still was trying  to assure everyone that it was a real baby!

Then we managed to join the meeting of the miners, but I started to get suspicious thoughts about them – are they really people or are they just SIMS?! We were whispering to each other about the thing, and tried to find out…

We noticed that there was something similar about their behavior and gestures, and that in some way all of them looked pretty similar – so we concluded that they’re actually not people but sims!!!

For some reason the big brother, who studied in the university, should set a time bomb in their school! The whole family knew about it, but for some reason they wouldn’t stop him. It wasn’t like they completely liked the idea, but more like that they thought it has to be done….

So one evening that guy walked through the town to his school (it was quite far away from the towncenter where they lived), set the bomb there and ran back home by foot!

He was at home for good, when the bomb finally exploded. The bang was so loud, that even if the family lived many kilometers away I (I was the teenage sister at that point) held my ears and it still hurt and felt like my head was exploding too. A detail is that it happened about 8 PM.

Later it turned out, that the whole neighbourhood around the university had collapsed during the explosion, and the police didn’t have any clue who did it or why.

Some months (I guess) later when the worst sensation around the blast had calmed down, the big brother would strike again! This time to a neighbourhood on a quite narrow cape.

This time I was the big brother, and I saw myself walking through the city. First the (annoyingly) crowded and messy downtown, then along some forrest roads with quite few houses around them (he/I didn’t take the shortest way to the cape). Then he walked through the ruins around the university area… The colours were bright and saturated, even kind of glowing, and it obviously was autumn time. The time was around between 5 and 6 PM.

The I finally came to the cape, which consisted of beautiful wooden houses, mostly red with white details like the rails around the porches and balcony. The sea was glistening in the evening sun… and the whole sight was very beautiful. I thought that what a pity to blow it up, but for some reason I knew that I still have to do it.

In the end of the cape the houses where smaller and built very tightly next to each other. At this point the dream became less realistic, ’cause when I peeked inside the tiny houses (more like the size of a  playhouse) they rather looked like shelves with a lot of toys on them. One house had a lot of lego blocks in it, an other had piles of toycars. I left the bomb somewhere there and I don’t remember the moment clearly.

What I remember is that when I ran home I chose a different route than when I came, and it was A LOT shorter, it turned out that the cape was actually scarily close to our home and the whole downtown!

The downtown was still so crowded that it was hard to move forwards because of all the people. And all the people looked very random and different – for example one monk (a hindu or a buddhist?) walked by me in his orange cloak and bald head, looking like dalai lama or something.

Then I was at home and we were just waiting when the explosion would happen. It should happen at 6 PM, but it delayed for some minutes… then I woke up before it actually happened.

For some reason I, my mum and a group of random people should play a sketch in some sort of an occasion. It included some humor about homosexuality, that wasn’t meant to be offensive…

Anyhow, when the sketch came to that part with the homosexuals, everything started to go wrong. There were some gay men in the occasion, they got offended and walked out the door. After all I guess there were A LOT of gay men (but no lesbians), cause now there was hardly a couple of people watching the show anymore!

Well, after a while the gays started to wander back to the hall, but the sketch had already lost all it’s credibility – we hadn’t really known what to do, so the show had had a lot of pointless, confused standstills, and all the enthusiasm had disappeared from the acting.

For a while the situation seemed slightly positive – that the show could go on – but then came the part where there was a feast in the drama. We had some real delicacys as props for the show… The audience misunderstood the point and they joined “the feast” eating the cakes & stuff!

Like if that wouldn’t have been enough, two of the important actors suddenly announced, that they had to go and wash some laundry! They were one quite young, skinny man and a middle-aged, blonde woman who was chubby and looked shy (in the sense that she seemed to have a bad self-esteem). For some reason they had to do the same laundry every day, and for several hours!

My mum started to suggest, that tomorrow, when we would have the same show again, I could do the laundry instead of them, cause my role in the show wasn’t so important. I was nodding and saying “yes yes” even if the thought depressed me – SEVERAL HOURS OF LAUNDRY, come on!

Then I woke up with a feeling of relief, that in real life I wouldn’t have to do that laundry!

(If someone is bored enough, you can try to interprete this XD)

To start with (just so you know) english isn’t my first language, hardly even my second language, so I might make some typos and most of all I might make LOOOADS of grammar mistakes. But… like the blog is called, who cares? I wanted to write in english JUST BECAUSE.

Right now it’s definitely not the ideal time to start writing a blog – it’s 4:33 AM in here, and I HAVEN’T stayed up so “late” but instead I went to bed before midnight, but woke up again around 3 PM, ’cause I suck at sleeping! Always having sleeping problems the way or the another, arrrrh…

Anyway, as long as I can’t sleep, I could as well tell you about the BORING dream I had (usually they’re even slightly interesting) just so that everyone reading this gets annoyed >:D